A/N: As you know I appreciate reviews… so, you know… if you have the time.
Anyway, I hope you've enjoyed this story and I hope to have part two up soon. I have a few other ideas I might work on first, but yeah...
"This is all my fault. How could I have been such an idiot!?"
Simon winced. "It's not your fault, Baz. I'm the one who licked your finger. I'm the one to blame."
Baz shook his head. "No. That just makes you stupid, not the one at fault."
"Gee, thanks. Now I feel all warm and fuzzy."
Even if Simon hadn't been being sarcastic, it would have been a lie. He felt cold and hollow with nervousness, his stomach appeared to have moved up to his throat, leaving an empty void where his stomach once was. He almost wished he could jump into that void... jump in and never come out.
When he looked up, Baz had sunk down to his knees and buried his face in his hands.
Simon sighed and walked over to his side, sitting down quietly and pulling his knees to his chest.
"This is all my fault," Baz murmured. "How could I have been stupid enough to bite you."
Simon didn't say anything for a long moment. "I was being a stubborn git. You had no choice."
"Why are you taking this so lightly?!" Baz looked up to glare at Simon with angry gray eyes. "You're turning into a vampire, Snow! And there is nothing... that we can do about it."
He stood and continued to glare at Simon. Baz looked so upset, his eyes shining with unshed tears, and his breath was coming out in harsh puffs.
Simon stood up and took one of Baz's hands. Baz tried to pull away but Simon wouldn't let go.
"Baz," Simon began. "Yes. I understand that... I'm turning into a vampire. But I won't be alone, you're a vampire, too... So it's not like I'll have to learn everything myself. I have you, Baz. And as long as I, at least, have that... It'll all work out. If anything it'll make everything more interesting… I mean, who ever heard a monster hunting monsters, right?"
Baz was silent and Simon winced when he realized his choice of words.
"Sorry," he whispered. "I'm not saying that you're a monster. I'm just trying…."
Baz bit his lip and stared down at the hand that Simon was still holding. "Is that really how you feel?"
"...Yeah."
They stood in silence for a few a moments, Baz's eyes were fixed on their hands. He was still breathing hard and hadn't really calmed down yet.
Across the room, the corps of the giant spider had begun to smell and Simon wrinkled his nose.
"We should get back," Baz whispered. "Before those other spiders come back."
Simon nodded and they began heading back. Simon's hand still holding Baz's tightly...
# # #
"I still don't understand why Aranea was singing that 'Itsy bitsy spider' song," Simon commented, slamming his shoe against the wall and crushing the last of the spiders in their room with a satisfying Crunch!
"She was a magic spider," Baz said. "She used that song to summon her children."
Simon nodded. "I hope that I'll be able to summon my children like that."
The only answer was a snort from Baz. "You would make a terrible father."
"I'll mature!"
Baz laughed. "Please tell me you haven't picked names for them already."
"Actually, I'm thinking that at least one will be Oliver."
Simon looked up as Baz let out a bunch of exaggerated choking noises, and saw him clutching at his neck with a half smile.
"Well what about you?" Simon challenged. "What kind of a name would you want?"
Baz raised his eyebrows slightly but thought for a moment and replied. "I've kinda always liked the name Taurus."
Simon had to admit. Taurus was pretty cool. But he wasn't done bugging Baz yet.
"And what if it was a girl?"
"... Simone."
There was a moment of silence and then Simon's face grew into one of the widest grins he'd ever had, giving anyone who looked a great view of his top teeth.
"Oh shut up and get over yourself!" Baz snapped. His cheeks were turning pink and that only made Simon smile larger. "I liked that name long before I met you."
"Sure you did," Simon giggled, leaning against the wall and bouncing his eyebrows up and down. "Tell you what, you name your daughter Simone and I'll name mine Tyranna."
"Shut up!"
"I'll call her Tyranna Basille Snow, she'll go by Baze-"
"Please. Shut. Up!"
"-and you'll call your daughter Simone Olivia Pitch and-"
Baz leaped at him, slapping a hand over Simon's mouth and causing them both to fall onto Simon's bed. Baz's face was pink and he was glaring at Simon, though playfully.
"I regret saying that," he growled, removing his hand. "I take it back, maybe I'll name my daughter Agatha."
Simon gasped and placed a hand over his heart. "Well now you've hurt my feelings!"
"Aleister Crowley." Baz sat up and rolled his eyes. "I almost thought you'd be less annoying as a vampire."
Simon laughed and Baz gave him look with eyebrows raised.
"Oh, you're not joking?" Simon snorted. "Wow... bummer for you."
"Just shut up, Snow."
"But I have important things to say!" he announced, standing up.
Baz groaned, crossed the room and flung open the door. "I can't take this anymore!" he declared and raced out.
"Tyrannus Basilton Pitch, don't you walk away from me!" Simon yelled after him, grinning broadly and sticking his head out the door.
Baz was halfway down the hall already and he turned around to stick his tongue out and wave his fingers around next to his ears.
"Agh. I should be grateful for the lack of violence, but now you two are fighting like an old married couple," Penelope groaned as she came up behind Simon from the other end of the hall.
"I would pay money to see an old person doing that," Simon pointed out as Baz finished making faces and turned around again, padding away around the corner.
That made Penelope laugh. "You know, Baz draws. I bet, if you asked real nicely, he'd make that picture come to life."
"Yeah right." Simon opened the door wider and he and Penny went back inside. Penelope placed all her books down on Simon's bed and started to flip through some of the pages.
Simon was about to join her when he noticed a small brown and gray spider scuttling across the floor.
Crunch!
End of part one...
Teaser to part two...
It was a dark, and stormy night...
Lightning flashed outside the window and thunder roared in the distance, rain was pounding against the walls of Watford and slamming into the window.
The room was dark, lightning flashed and lit up the room for a moment before going dark and being replaced by an explosion of sound.
Baz was crouched by Simon's bed, holding his wrist gently in one hand and with the other, gripping the mattress as he tried to ignore the storm going on outside.
Simon groaned and looked up, his blue eyes were glazed over in something like pain and he whimpered. "Baz," he panted. "What's going on?"
"You're changing," Baz whispered. "But don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right here if you need anything, but it should be okay."
"Didn't think it would hurt this much," Simon coughed, and closed his eyes.
Baz ran a thumb over Simon's cool wrist and breathed out deeply. "I know."
You never think anything through, he thought, maybe a little too fondly. You always just act without thinking. If you thought things through this wouldn't be happening to you.
Simon buried his head in his pillow. "How did you handle this?"
"I was a baby," Baz murmured. "The vampires raided the nursery, bit me, forced me to drink their blood, then my mother came and saved us... but she died doing it."
Simon managed a small chuckle. "Well, you can't blame her. You cause a lot of trouble."
How did he do that? Simon always found a way to lighten the mood, it was him who was in pain and yet he was the one cracking jokes. He was amazing.
Bloody sap, Baz chided himself. Snow, isn't all that great unless you actually try to see every wonderful thing about him.
He continued to rub Simon's wrist without thinking. "Shut up, you know what I mean."
There was a moment of silence, other than Simon's whimpers of pain.
Baz sighed. Yeah, he thought. You really are changing...
A/N: Yes, I know that vampires can't have kids, so that entire conversation they had about names was pointless… but whatever!
Anyway, I hope you liked it, please drop in a review and let me know. Also, tell me if you have any story requests, I don't only write Simon Snow! Those are just the only ones I've posted as of late. Looking forward to what you have to say!
See you in part two…
~ Magiwren.