What Would a bored vampire do?

Bored 2

Abraham headed into his office, list of reports in his hand, and a large stack of them on his desk. This was going to be a busy afternoon and he suspected it would be well past midnight when he finally found his bed.

Going through the documents, he correlated sightings, calculating the probable type of creature, number, and relative strength level. Shortly after dusk, Alucard showed up, bored and troublesome. He was willing to answer several questions and give his insight into probable characteristics, but clearly wasn't interested. He thumbed through the shelves, idly glancing at titles of texts he'd already read, then stood at the window for a time, staring vaguely at the grounds outside.

The butler brought in a tray of tea and a few biscuits as well as Alucard's nightly bottle. Abraham gestured vaguely at the clear space on the desk and grunted his appreciation when the tray was set down, mind clearly elsewhere and nearly as non-verbal as Alucard. Finishing the report, he turned towards the tray, surprised and pleased by the unusual variety of delicious looking treats on it. The cook must trying out a few new recipes tonight.

He reached for a cookie, only to have the entire tray of desserts erupt.

Black legs and pinchered mouths skittered across the tray, biscuits tumbling about as cockroaches and centipedes scattered across the tray, bubbling up and pouring across the table. A slick black sewer rat hauled its slimy body from the cup of steaming tea, staring up at Abraham with glowing red eyes.

Abraham sighed.

Damn bored vampire.