Okay, here's another chapter for 'Taking Care of My Sister's Daughter'...I'm really glad that you guys have been enjoying this story

Disclaim: I Do NOT Own Hotel Transylvania...I only own Margaret

Side Note: Anthony died different than Martha

Chapter 20

Dracula was carrying Dracula through the graveyard with Margaret behind him.

"Drac, where are you taking him?"

"Far, far away from the hotel."

She shook her head.

"Drac, you can't do that."

"Why not?"

She raised both of her silver eyebrows at him.

He shrugged his shoulders.

"What?"

Margaret smacked Dracula in the back of the head.

"You just don't get it!"

Margaret sat on a headstone, while Dracula went on and on about Jonathan should've left.

"I can't believe you stuck around, man!"

"You're just mad that people were actually having fun at this hotel."

"That was not fun! People running, jumping, swimming with no order!"

Dracula looked right at Jonathan.

"Look into my eyes."

His eyes gleamed red.

"You remember nothing of this encounter or the monsters that you've met. You remember nothing of the hotel. Leave now and never return."

"Wait a minute. Never return to the hotel?"

Dracula looked at Margaret.

She was amazed that someone was able to resist Dracula's power.

"I looked right into his eyes."

"I know."

She looked at Jonathan.

"Johnny, how were you able to do that?"

"Oh, maybe it's the contacts."

Dracula and Margaret exchanged a confused look.

They looked at Jonathan with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" Dracula and Margaret said in union.

"These little plastic doo dads that help me see better. Here I'll try to get them out."

Dracula freaked out when Jonathan tried to remove his contacts.

Margaret couldn't help but to laugh at Dracula's reaction.

"Oh, that is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen!"

"Almost got it."

"Stop it! Move your fingers away from your eyeball! Enough!"

Margaret jumped a little at Dracula's outburst.

"You are never to tell anyone about this place or ever return. If you ever tell anyone I will track you down and suck out every drop of blood from your body, until you look like a deflated whoopee cushion."

Margaret saw the look in Jonathan's eyes.

"Be gone!"

Jonathan started marching away with an angry look on his face.

Margaret jumped from the headstone.

"Johnny, wait a..."

She was stopped when Dracula grabbed her hand. She turned and looked at him.

His blue eyes locked with her light silver eyes.

"Let him go, Margaret."

"Dracula, you can't just let him go off like that."

"He'll find his way."

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and led her back to the hotel.

Margaret heard the sound of a gentle flap in the air. She looked up and saw a little bat.

A smiled tugged at her lips.

She knew that bat to well.

She looked from the sky.

Dracula wasn't as smart as he thought he was.

Okay, there's that...Hope you enjoyed and if you did please review

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