Freda whispered to her children, "Go in your rooms for a little while dears..." Even the gentleness of her voice has vanished. Just like the family's dreams, happiness and hope. I don't mean to make it emo, but come on! It's like losing someone close to you. Only for these vampires, its their mortality they lost---again.
Rudolph helped the silent Ana to their room while Tony followed like a puppy. Gregory kept his iron grip lock on me to stay where I was. Really? I don't think disobeying is an option right now! Frederick glanced over at us, his dark eyes bored into Gregory's midnight ones.
The all mighty father asked, "Did you hear your mother son?"
"Yes, Father. But I have a question to ask of you."
Freda waved her delicate hand, "Not right now Gregory....your father has too much on his mind."
I silently agreed with her. From Gregory's body language, he's either going to push Mister Sackville-Bagg's buttons or honestly ask a question. James shifted uncomfortably beside me. Do you think we could leave unnoticed? I tried to move, but I was jolted back by the unfair strength of the teenage vampire. Oops, I forgot.
Frederick ordered, "Fine, go ahead." Way to fake exhilaration Mister S.
"What if.....the stone is false?" My boyfriend's response shocked me. According to the expression of the two vampires before us, it surprised them as well. Does he mean what I think he means..?
Frederick's voice was deadly, "You are considering the thought that we were cheated!" Freda tried to restrain her husband, but was failing miserably. James was on the verge to peeing his pants, yes the look on Frederick's face was THAT murderous.
Gregory stated, "I am saying that stone we have possession of is not the true one. Maybe, just maybe, the stone we have was made as a trap. In case if it went into the wrong hands—which as you can recall, it almost did."
"That is impossible! The stone of Atamon was passed throughout my family ever since I could remember! Please, Gregory, do not make up such lies just because you are furious. We all are furious."
That seemed to spark Gregory's self control, "What else can we believe!? Oh well, the stone didn't prevail. All that hard work and sacrifice was for nothing. Let's go skip back to the crypts!"
I nudged Gregory's shoulder, "Dude, calm down a little?"
He simply sent me a glare saying, 'I know what I am doing.' Oh yeah, like fighting with your father is going to get anywhere. Thank god Gregory can't read minds. I bash him on a regular basis. Frederick was gripping the couch armrest as it would melt like putty in his cold hands.
James obviously was stalling, "Hm---look at the time! Gotta go night night!"
"Uh---it's eight in the morning." I corrected.
"The early bird gets the worm!" With that, he tranced upstairs. To me, a trance is like a mixture of running and skipping cowardly. Squeezing Greg's hand, I smiled.
"I think we should go." And leave your father alone. Freda nodded gratefully at me. Don't mention it. After a few seconds of staring and silence, Gregory finally replied to my statement. He rose first, pulling me up in a flash. I can get up myself. Together, we cautiously climbed the stairs, I didn't start running till we reached the hallway.
Gregory had an amused grin on his flawless face, "Why are you running?"
I frowned, "That's a good question. Why did you push your father around like that?"
"I simply just spoke what I thought."
Expressing feelings, eh? I shot back, "And see where that got us? Your dad is basically having a panic attack downstairs."
Gregory's grin grew wider, "Vampires can't have panic attacks, Jennifer. I thought you were well aware of that!"
Oh, so now he decides to play the smart ass card. Just downstairs he was about to punch another wall, but now he's all time to push around Jennifer! Like he has a list of things to do for today....Well our dear Mister Rebel can cross transforming back into a vampire, pissing off father AND successfully annoying his human girlfriend off his list! But I still can't help but think that Gregory has a point about the false stone...if it is one.
Tony scrambled to my side, "What happened down there? I heard screaming."
"Oh you know, the usual. Gregory going against big bad Mister S."
Rudolph stared at his older brother with curiosity, "What did you say, brother?"
Gregory rolled his eyes, "Don't worry about it. And will you stop questioning me? I feel like I'm being put on trial."
James laughed and poked his forehead, "Why not? You seemed so keen to get your idea across to the 'rents." Gregory growled in response, making James back away a little bit. Sure, the comeback was good, but the poking obviously crossed a warning line.
He grinded his pearly whites, "Alright. You want to hear it? Well here it comes--." Ana finally decided to come back to earth, before she was off in the corner, staring at her hands. "I told father that the stone may be faulty. For all we know, someone made it as a trap in case it was put in the wrong hands. The REAL stone could still be out there, waiting."
I was a wee bit taken back when Rudolph didn't react the way his father did, "It does make sense."
Tony groaned with frustration, "Are you saying that I did all that work for NOTHING?"
James snorted, "Excuse you? All the work?"
"Alright, alright fine. But I did get kidnapped by Rookery. That counts for something."
Gregory snapped, "It doesn't matter what has happened in the past. All that matters is what we're going to do now."
"So I presume father didn't believe you?" Ana spoke.
"Of course not! He's too simple minded! Always going by the rules!"
I protested, "To keep his family safe." Wow, did I really just do that? Gregory shot me a heated glance before returning his attention to the deep in thought Rudolph.
He sneered, "Do you have anything to say about it, little bro?"
Rudolph opened his mouth to say something but then quickly changed his mind. Gregory peered down at him, smirking, "See, I knew you would take father's side---."
"Just because I don't have the answers right now doesn't mean I agree with father! I think it's possible that there could be duplicate stones! But we can't just say it, we have to PROVE it."
Tony smiled triumphantly at his best friend. James looked impressed. I never saw Rudolph stand up to someone like that, certainly not to his brother anyway. Gregory growled lightly before turning his back. I could practically hear the wheels busily turning in his undead head.
I said slowly, "Maybe...one of your relatives hid the real stone?"
Rudolph shook his head sadly, "They wouldn't do that without telling us."
Way to shut down my 'Eureka!' moment.
Gregory smiled at me, "You're on the right track though..."
See, this is where having a vampire boyfriend pays off. He makes you feel smart even though he has centuries more experiences than you do, which clearly means he is the smarter one in the relationship. But it's the thought that counts.
It's time to inform my Aunt and Uncle about the incident. Don't want to keep them in the dark, how do we? Okay, since they aren't vampires the joke does not apply here. Instead of just tell them over the phone, Tony and I decided that it would be more formal if they saw the vampire family in person.
Tony spoke into the phone, "Mom? Can you and dad come over?" I motioned for him to turn it on speaker. Once he did, Aunt Dottie's voice floated out,
"Why? Is there something wrong? Did you get hurt? Is Jennifer hurt?"
James crossed his arms, "Thanks for caring about me."
Aunt Dottie questioned, "Did you say something Tony?"
"No Mom. Can you just come over...now?"
"Your father is about to head off for work at this moment---"
Tony and I erupted, "PUHHHHHHLEASEES?!"
Gregory smirked at the sight while Ana and Rudolph were listening quietly. Tony tried to get them to join in, however the little vampire children were too mature for that. Psh. If I can do it, they can do it.
Ana finally gave up, "Please Mrs. Thompson? It could effect the rest of our lives!"
Rudolph complained, "Ana!"
I heard someone else pick up on the other line, "Sounds pretty important Dottie." I never knew Uncle Bob was a creeper.
Aunt Dottie sighed, I could practically see her smiling, "Alright, we'll be there in a few minutes." After Tony shouted out, 'Hurrah!', he got so excited that he accidently hung up the phone. My little cousin deserves the most failures in one day award.
He smiled sheepishly, "Oops?"
Gregory muttered while rolling his eyes, "Stupid mortal."
I added, "And stupid mortal's cousin who heard that!"
James laughed so hard that the milk he was drinking came shooting out of nose. The funny part is that it JUST missed Gregory.
"Oops?" James imitated Tony.
Fast Forward-----
The sound of the door bell rang throughout the huge mansion. We all jumped and tried to fight our way to the door, well all expect Gregory. He's too cool for excitement. Since Tony is the smallest, he managed to squeeze pass and tumble down the marble stairs.
I heard Frederick's voice demand, "What is the meaning of this..?"
By the time Tony opened the door to his parents, we were all in the living room waiting. My dear Aunt and Uncle made their appearance a few seconds later, the little blonde headed dork was pushing them in, of course.
Uncle Bob started, "We can walk fine by ourselves T---."
He stopped dead when his eyes rested on the Sackville-Bagg family. I swear he had the same look I probably had when Gregory transformed back into a bloodsucker. Aunt Dottie was frozen beside him, afraid to make any sudden movements.
Rudolph gave them a welcoming smile, "Hello, Mister and Misses Thompson."
"Wha----I thought----vampires?!" That's not very intelligent.
Freda drew them some chairs, "You are probably taken back by our appearances."
"Yeah! You can say that again! I thought the stone changed you back into humans!" Uncle Bob exclaimed.
Frederick was clenching his jaw, "Indeed....something.....has...gone...wrong..." I knew he was holding back.
Gregory scoffed and I smacked him on the chest. Ouch.
Aunt Dottie looked beyond confused, "How did this happen? You were...perfectly mortal yesterday!"
"Yes, father! What happened? Lighten us all!" There goes Gregory again.
Frederick glowered at his eldest son, "Do not start this...."
"We don't want a massacre on our hands..." James mumbled. Speak the truth brother.
Uncle Bob almost jumped out of his chair, "Please just tell us what's going on!"
Ana raised her hand slowly, wait—what is she doing?
"I believe I could answer your question Mister Thompson."
A/N: ANOTHER Thanksgiving present! I'm too good to you readers! I'm basically giving you the turkey, all you need to do is put the gravy (reviews) on!
