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The Count's eyes slowly opened as he yawned. He never slept so wonderful in his life, how was that even...?
His eyes slowly gazed over to the figure that clung to him as his arms wrapped around the precious person.
Wish.
Last night was so unexpected, but he never regretted a moment of it now that he knew that Wish loved him and was willing to push away her fears and doubts to create the beautiful relationship between them. He smiled as he gently brushed a few strands of her dark hair away from her face, instantly rewarded when his loved one opened her eyes.
"Hey, handsome," she greeted softly.
The Count smiled. "And hello to you, my darling." He held her closer. "Sleep vell?"
"The best," she chuckled. "You vampires are definitely sex symbols."
The Count blushed. "If that's vhat you think, than alright."
"Aw, look at you," she giggled as she traced his jaw with a finger. "All nervous and stuff."
"Well, I never assumed that we would...and so early since we just started dating..."
"Haven't we been dating?" Wish raised an eyebrow as she smirked. "That time in the cafe, the constant trips to the market, that bonfire party, and here. After more than three dates, that's when couples get down to business." She snorted. "You are so patient, you know that?"
The Count smiled. "I vould wait years until you vould claim you are ready."
"Okay, that's way too long," Wish laughed. "Seriously, no one can go even one week without sex."
The Count looked at her in confusion. "Does that mean you want to...?"
"Not right now," she laughed as she winked at him. "Maybe once we get home and I put on a really nice movie and plus the couch is always the best place..."
The Count's heart raced at the thought. "I vould like that." He held her close. "I love you...my Wish."
Wish smiled as she snuggled close to him, loving the warmness of her body against his. Jake never held her like this, nor had he even said 'I love you' at all. What an idiot she was! The Count was far better than any boyfriend in her past, and unlike all the others, she was definitely not letting go. She read that when vampires mate with someone, it's for life. Or maybe that was wolves...
"Morning," chirped Bell as she swung the door open and got in. "Hey, Ed, you got any spare socks? I accidentally burned mine during a spell attempt-"
She nearly lost her breath as her eyes looked over to her brother and Wish under the sheets of the bed.
"Oh, crap..." Wish muttered as she held unto the sheets that were covering her body.
"I knew it!" Bell exclaimed excitedly. She smirked at her brother. "And you said she wasn't your girlfriend, you frisky guy, you!"
The Count growled. "Bell, out!"
Bell raised a graceful eyebrow before strolling toward the doorway. "I'll keep this between us," she giggled. "Just promise me that one of your kids will have the middle name Bell-"
"Out!"
With a final laugh, Bell shut the door. Wish and the Count sighed in relief before they got out from under the covers, spending one more day in this world before they would go home.
And one last night in the huge queen-sized bed before they would have to go to a regular-sized one...
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Mr. Boss slammed his money on the table as he smirked at Father. "A hundred bucks they're a couple as soon as they come back."
Granma Stuffum turned to Father, whom rubbed his chin as he pondered the bet. She was witnessing this for two reasons: 1) She thought it would be so nice that the Count finally had someone. 2) They were betting on her free samples table.
"Deal," Father chuckled before he took out his money and slammed it on the table. "You've just gotten yourself into a losing battle, Fulbright...there is no way Edward Spankulot can hook up with a woman that looks so small she could be his niece."
Mr. Boss smiled at him. "Think again." And he turned his head toward the entrance.
Father followed his gaze and his pipe nearly dropped from his mouth.
There, standing outside the market, were Wish and the Count...making out.
"Well, I be a kabob burned to a crisp..." He muttered.
Mr. Boss laughed before grabbing the money. "I knew that Goth girl would be perfect for him, despite being a little freaky sometimes."
Wish had her arms around Count, smothering his face with kisses and he allowed her to do so as he held her close to him. True, they were doing it in public, but they wouldn't last long.
"Mmm..." Wish smiled before pulling away, a sparkle in her eyes as she gave her boyfriend an alluring look. "You are one heck of a good kisser."
"And would you believe him if he told you you're his first actual kiss?"
They both turned to see the Crazy Old Cat Lady walk by them, a few of her cats trailing behind her. She smiled at them, especially at Wish.
"I knew it from the start," she winked at Wish. "Take good care of him." She laughed before she walked through the sliding glass doors.
"Have my villain companions been awaiting for us to be joined together into a romantic bond?" The Count questioned as he watched Cat Lady go.
"I think they were wondering if you were ever going to get laid," Wish suggested.
The Count looked at her in confusion. Wish sighed as she shook her head.
"Have sex," she said simply.
"Oh..." The Count's voice trailed off in understanding. Then his eyes widened. "Oh, vow..."
"Well, we've already made out for ten minutes," Wish said. She shifted her eyes over to a nearby candy ship in the parking lot. "Plus, I think we're pissing off Stickybuns over there..."
"Yar!" Stickybeard shouted as he shook his candycane hook at them from within his ship. "Get a room, ye two! I've seen the insides of a monster asparagus that look less disgusting than you two lovers locking lips like licorice!"
Wish rolled her eyes at him before playfully tucking her tongue out. She laughed before she made her way into the market, the Count behind her. Once they were inside, Wish gave him a playful look before she removed her mini-coat.
Thus, showing off her tattoo for him, and others, to see. It was hard for the Count not to look at that beautiful mark on her lower back.
Mr. Boss pocketed his money as he and Father watched the Count stare at Wish like a lovesick idiot as the Goth girl playfully swung her hips. Father groaned before placing a hand on his head.
"I hate everybody..." He muttered.
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"Thank you for the flowers, Cleo," Wish said as she placed the plant atop her dining table while Cleo arranged some books on her shelf.
True, after their first encounter at the bonfire, Wish and Cleo became good friends, despite Cleo being an older woman while Wish was in her late teens. They were both in love with goofy, yet sweet adult villains, so they had to bond sometime.
"No problem," Cleo chuckled before picking up some papers on a table and looking them over curiously. "Wow, you must have gotten a lot of work done. And it's a romantic scene!"
Wish laughed as she watered her new plant. "Well, I had some 'encouragement' if you know what I mean..."
Cleo smirked as she raised an eyebrow at the younger woman before placing her papers in a nearby computer desk. "Wish, I'm a married woman, I know exactly what you mean."
Wish chuckled nervously. "Well, Ed's better than what I've had in the past, I'll tell you that." She walked into the kitchen and opened her fridge. "My cousin and her friends are coming over." She offered her a water bottle.
"Oh, how nice," Cleo said before accepting the bottle. "What's your cousin like?"
Wish smiled. "Goth. Like me."
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"This is the place, right?" A teen Asian girl asked before checking her mirror. "Because if it's anything like Quahog-"
"Trust me, it's not," a Goth girl with green/blue hair and a extremely white skin tone assured her friend as she drove the car.
"Wish..." A teenage boy chuckled as he sat in the back while strumming his guitar. "Pretty cool name."
"Oh, trust me, my cousin is beyond cool," the Goth girl smiled. "She recently told me she's working on this romance novel that's so steamy you'll sweat just reading it!"
"You think Brian might be interested?" The Asian girl asked as she thought back to their friends back in New York. "You know, writer to writer."
The Goth girl smiled at her. "He'd be crazy not to, Heather."
Wish stood outside the market with the Count as they awaited her cousin. She had told her to meet them outside of the market because it had become like a second home and, in addition, it was a chance for her cousin to meet her new friends.
Hopefully, she wouldn't be too freaked out...
"There they are!" Wish exclaimed in excitement before pointing at an upcoming vehicle.
"Wish!" The other Goth girl exclaimed before parking her car next to Stickybeard's ship and jumping out of the car, her two friends looking at the ship with bewilderment.
"Gwen!" Wish cried before she rushed over and the embraced. "Oh, I missed you!"
"Gwen?" The Count exclaimed as he gazed at the other Goth girl. "Gwen? From Total Drama Island?"
"And let's not forget Total Drama Action," the other Goth girl known as Gwen laughed as she looked at the Count with slightly widened eyes. "And you are?"
"Gwen," Wish began as she placed a hand on the Count's arm, "this is Count Edward Spankulot, my boyfriend that I was talking about."
Gwen blinked as she gazed at the man dressed like some character from an old horror movie. The Count looked at her nervously, wondering how much of a first impression he would make.
"So Cleo's daughter and Squirrel were right..." Gwen muttered to herself. She smiled as she looked at the Count. "Hi, nice to meet you."
"Dude, have you ever seen so much candy in one pile?" The teen boy exclaimed as he and Heather joined them.
"Oh, this is my boyfriend Trent and my friend Heather," Gwen introduced them. "You know, two other characters from TDI and TDA."
"S'up?" Trent greeted politely, though he was giving the Count a weird glance.
"Hey," Heather greeted with sincere politeness.
"Uh, Heather's a friend now?" Wish whispered to her cousin. "I thought you said that back in TDI you wanted to stab her heart with a stake?"
"Well, that was before..." Gwen bit her lip as she searched her mind for an explanation. "Well, um...I'll explain some other time. We've told the story way too many times."
"Story?" Wish questioned in confusion. But she pushed it aside as she smiled at Heather and Trent. "It's nice to meet you." She smiled at Trent before nudging Gwen playfully. "Gwen, he's even more good-looking in real like than on TV. You go, gal!"
Gwen chuckled before playfully nudging her back. "And your guy's..." She casted a quickly glance to the Count. "Um...you're guy's nice."
"Villains' Market," Trent read as he and Heather looked at the sign of the store before them. "Okay...why do I feel like we just stepped into some action movie and this would be the scene where some dude with octopus legs comes out and kidnaps us?"
"Oh, Trent," Gwen sighed. "Remember what Squirrel said when she and Eva and Meg came here...this town has interesting people. Especially the kids."
"This would be a great reality show," Heather chuckled before Wish led them into the market.
"Okay, wow..." Trent said uneasily as he, Heather, and Gwen looked at the sight before them.
Weird people in colorful costumes were everywhere. And, Wish noticed, Heather was trying not to freak out when she saw Prof. Extra-Large walk by with horse legs.
"Hello, Wish and Count," he greeted as he passed by.
"Hey," Wish greeted before casting a nervous glance to her cousin and friends, who couldn't stop staring at the guy's horse hooves for legs. "Um, another experiment..."
"Experiment..." Trent's voice trailed off. "Right..."
Wish exchanged a nervous glance with the Count. This was going to take a while...
"Well, this is quite interesting," Heather said as nicely as she could as she strolled over to the dental department. "We get to meet some interesting people..." She was trying to be nice, swallowing her fear as she looked at the stock of toothpaste. "And the toothpaste looks pretty promising..."
She placed a hand on a nearby box...at the same time a glove reached over to claim it. Heather turned to see who it was...and she nearly fainted.
Heather made a short scream, but it did draw a bit of attention as adult villains looked at her in confusion.
"Well, sorry," Knightbrace apologized sheepishly. "I didn't know there was actually someone who liked dental hygiene as much as me..."
Wish groanedbefore she rushed over to Knightbrace and pulled him away from Heather, who was breathing rapidly to keep herself calm after just witnessing the purple leotard man with a scary-looking nightbrace.
"Hey, sorry about Heather..." Wish apolgized to him. "She's not from around here. And trust me, where she comes from, there are definitely no people like you guys..."
"So you're saying they're aren't people who brush their teeth?" He exclaimed, horrified. "The horror!"
"Wish..." The Count came over to her and spoke in a hushed tone. "Perhaps they are unable to vithstand us..."
"Don't be silly, Ed," Wish said. "I mean, they seem perfectly calm...I think."
"Permission to freak out," Trent muttered to Gwen as they looked at every adult villain that was in the market.
"No," Gwen warned him. "These are my cousins friends. Plus, Squirrel knows them. If she can get along with them, so can we." She yelped when someone pinched her arm. She looked up and her face became even paler as she came face-to-face with Grandma Stuffum.
"Such a skinny girl!" She shook her head. "You must eat! Try some of Grandma Stuffum's baked stew surprise!" And she took out a heaping pot of a brown, bubbling liquid.
"Uh..." Gwen didn't know what to say. The elderly woman was huge, though she seemed like any other grandma.
"Um, I'll have a go..." Trent offered before standing in front of Gwen.
"My hero..." Gwen whispered to him.
"Oh, such a strong yet skinny boy!" Grandma Stuffum cooed before spooning a large helping. "Here you go, dear!"
Before Trent could say anything, she shoved the food into his mouth. Gwen cringed as she watched her boyfriend chew slowly; his expression could say so much...
"Tastes...gooey," Trent said, choosing his words carefully. "Uh...what is it?"
"Platypus intestine!" Grandma Stuffum exclaimed happily.
Trent's projectile vomit had gone down eight aisles.
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Trent groaned as he lay on Wish's couch while Cleo checked him over. After spewing his guts out back at the market and Heather couldn't stop screaming as soon as she met Father at his worst, Wish and the Count quickly took them home. Wish called Cleo a earlier to introduce her cousin and friends, and hope that someone as normal as Cleo would refill the trust in the freaked out teens...
"He was on fire..." Heather muttered to herself before Wish handed her a cup of tea in hopes of calming her down. "Literally..."
Wish turned to Gwen, whom shrugged. Gwen was the only one staying calm through all the craziness of it all. The Count watched as Wish tried to coax them all into looking on the bright side. He lowered his head in shame.
"I'll...I'll order us some lunch," he said, standing up. He looked over to Trent, who was suffering from stomach pain. "Real food, I assure you..." And he quickly went to the phone.
"Oh, Ed..." Wish sighed as she watched her boyfriend mope for something that wasn't his fault.
"Hey, we're really sorry..." Gwen apologized.
"Don't be," Wish assured her. "I didn't expect you guys to get used to this right away..."
"Well, we should have," Gwen insisted. "I mean, when we met those people in Springfield, it was all so natural. And this..." She looked toward the direction the Count had gone to. "I'll...I'll talk t him."
The Count sighed as he hung up the phone, having ordered Chinese take-out for their guests. They were truly his guests...but what was he to them exactly?
A freak, perhaps?
True, he and his villain companions were far from ordinary, and maybe Cleo hadn't mentioned her husband to Wish's cousin and friends yet...He never felt so embarrassed...
"Hey."
The Count turned to see Gwen standing beside him.
"Oh," The Count seemed startled Wish's cousin would actually speak to him. "Hello, Gwen..." He averted his eyes.
Gwen sighed. "Look, Count...Ed...or whatever you liked to be called...we're sorry, alright?" She leaned against a wall as she got him to look her in the eye. "Sure, things look pretty nuts from our perspective, but I assure you, I've met nuttier people back in TDI...like Izzy."
"The snake charmer?" The Count questioned.
"The snake venom enthusiast," Gwen laughed, remembering a particular episode all too well.
The Count shared her laugh. She seemed so much like Wish...
"And don't worry about the guys," she assured him as she jabbed a thumb back to the living room. "Heather will get her head back on and Trent is the forgiving type who loves the elderly so no worries."
"Oh, thank goodness," the Count blew a sigh of relief.
"There is one thing, however..." Gwen began as she gave him a serious look. "You dating my cousin..."
The Count cringed. Was she against her cousin in love with a spanking vampire? Was he too much for their 'Goth power'?
"I know..." He hung his head once more. "I am not a super smooth guy like the Trent boy..."
"Who said that?" Gwen questioned. "What I mean is...well, Wish has gone through a lot in her time. Her dad dead, her stupid mom leaving her, and her jerk ex-boyfriend throwing her away like garbage...she can't go through anymore pain." She eyed him. "You know what I mean, right?"
The Count looked at her. "I know exactly what you mean." He cleared his throat. "I may not be up-to-date in your hip teen scene and party hardies...but I do know what love is, and that Wish has made me realize that...Miss Gwen, Wish is very special to me. I would rather eat garlic than cause her emotional pain." He sighed. "You do know vhat I mean, right?"
"Hey, everything okay in here?" Wish called from the living room.
Gwen looked at her direction before turning to the Count. She smiled.
"Yeah, everything's good," Gwen called back.
The Count smiled at her before they went to rejoin the others.
"How are you feeling, Heather?" He asked as he sat beside her on the couch.
"I feel...I feel calm," Heather assured him. "That purple guy...is he a dentist?"
"No," he said, though he wasn't telling the whole truth.
"Thank, goodness," she breathed. "He's okay, as long as he doesn't go at my teeth."
"No, he's saving that for the KND..." Wish muttered to herself as she fed Trent some water.
"You know, that big old woman isn't so bad..." Trent gave a weak smile. "I can't say the same for her cooking, but yeah..."
"Well, then I guess you won't be too bothered to meet my husband later," Cleo suggested as she text something on her cell-phone.
"Does he have hooves? Cook weird food? Make fire?" Heather asked nervously.
"No," Cleo assured her. "He specializes in toilets."
"Good enough," Heather forced a smile.
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"-that's why I strongly suggest brushing your teeth with both hands," Knightbrace finished.
"Sounds useful," Heather nodded, intrigued by his dental enthusiasm.
It took perhaps a day and a half for Wish's cousin and her friends to get well acquainted with the Count and the other adult villains, but now the compatibility was successful and the teens were doing well with the adult villains. It was hard for Trent to refuse food from Grandma Stuffum without hurting her feelings, though...
"And keep yourself updated when my next book arrives," Wish smiled as she signed the person's book.
The day of her first booksigning finally arrived, and having it at the market, surrounded by her good friends and family, made it all worthwhile. She was excited to finish her next book and show it off to the public and make the romance of today sizzle even more. She glanced over at the Count, who smiled back as he stacked up piles of Wish's previous books.
"Next," Wish called before picking up her phone. "Hi, want me to sign your book?" She didn't bother to look up as she sent a text message.
"I want you."
Wish's eyes widened at the sound of that voice. Nearly dropping her phone, she slowly raised her head up and locked gazes with the person she thought she would never see again.
"J-jake?"
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DUN, DUN, DUN! :D
