bounc4 Okay, I had a long great kick-ass ending for this chapter, when MY STUPID-ASS COMPUTER DIED ON ME!!!!!!! Grrrrrrrr......urge to kill, RISING!!

"Oh...my...GOD."
Kou immediately woke up at these uttered words. They sounded like
shouts. A side-effect of being a chalice...?
He looked up best he could without disturbing Llewellyn to see a
open-mouthed Dominique standing the doorway of his bedroom.
"Oh...my...GOD!!"
"Dominique, I swear, it's NOT what it looks like!"
Dominique suddenly looked severely disappointed. "Are you sure? I
wanted some filthy story of orgasmic bliss."
Kou supressed a laugh. "...'Orgassmic bliss'? Dominique, what trashy
romance novel have you gotten your nose in this week? But sorry to crush your
dream, but no, we didn't have sex."
"So no orgasmic bliss?"
Kou smiled slyly. He knew he could be honest with this girl. "Well, I didn't
say that..."
"Damn right you didn't," Llewellyn murmered, eyes still closed and arms
still around Kou, "You're friend here is a total groaner."
"Llewellyn!!"
Dominique squealed, jumping up and down, "I knew it! I knew it! If Kou
wasn't a screamer, then he had to be a groaner!"
"Dominique!!"
Llewellyn got up, bringing Kou with him. He freed one hand and extended
it to the girl before him. "Hello, I'm Llewellyn, hopefully Kou's boyfriend."
Kou muttered, "Trust me, after last night, there's no way in hell you're
getting away."
Dominique giggled and introduced herself, shaking his hand. "So, may I ask
what happened last night?" she said witha sly grin.
The two looked at one another, suddenly a bit frightened. What the hell
were they going to tell her?
She was growing impatient. "Come ON, guys, are you springing off of him
or what?!"
THAT got their attentions. Both their heads swivelled around to gape at her.
"Wh...what did you just say?" Kou managed to stammer.
She threw her head back and laughed. "Silly boys! I thought for sure you'd
know, Llewellyn! Thought Cimbre would've told you. Duh! I'm an Emtorralle!"
Llewellyn furrowed his brow. "No way, you're way too cute to be an
Emtorralle."
"Flatterer!" she said with a flick of her wrist, "But really, how can you
Crimromcers expects us to not stereotype you as a bunch of fairies if you act like all
Emtorralles are decrepid, emactiated old shits. We're not all old-lookin'. Hell, you
know how old I am?"
"Dominique, what are you talking about, you're fifteen," Kou said.
"Sorry I had to lie to a fellow vamp, sweetheart, but I'm pushing one-thirty."
"What?!" Kou yelped.
"Really?" Llewellyn said quizically.
"Yep. Stopped getting my period a long time ago, that's for sure," she
laughed, "Really, Kou, why didn't you tell me you were a Crimromcer?"
"A what?"
"It's a...well, I guess a breed of vampires. There are I think...ten?" He looked
questioningly at Dominque, who said "eight", "eight different breeds, all diverse.
And your friend thinks she can trick us into thinking she's actually Emtorralle, as if."
"Oh, come ON," Domonique huffed tossing her head back as she sat on the
bed, "when I was taken I took a crone's advice and swallowed a pelican feather."
"That actually works?" Llewellyn said. The two had an air of middle-aged
women trading beauty secrets, Kou smirked to himself.
"Do you see a decrepid emaciated old hag before you? I think not,"
Domonique said proudly, nodding sharply to ennunciate 'not'.
"Okay, ladies, can you explain the, urm, 'breeds' to me?" Kou asked.
"Oh, sorry, sweetheart," Llewellyn said, putting an arm around Kou's
shoulders. "Well, you and I are Crimromcers, Cimber too. We're artistic, romantics,
decendants of the goths..."
"Airy-fairy fags," Domonique said with a grin. Llewellyn gave her an
absolutely staggering look, and she defended, "Hey! I told you not to catalogue
Emtorralles if you don't want the same for yourself!"
"ANYway," Llewellyn said, still glaring at the girl, "Emtorralles are cranky
old birds, always decayed, deteriorated..."
"HEY!" Domonique snapped angrily.
"So what's Dolkahn?" Kou said, trying to deter from an argument.
"He's a Passmin. The Passminie are very strong, all drool-worthy like
Dolkahn," Llewellyn said. At Kou's hurt look he covered, "but I much prefer you to
any Passmin out there. They always have perfectly toned bodies like chiseled rock. I
remember I almost thought you were of the Passminie once." He snuggled close to
his lover and said, "But you're too beautiful and thoughtful." At a loud *ahem* from
Domonique, he continued, "Not like the Passminie are idiots or anything, it's just
Crimromcers are just more of..."
"...airy-fairy fags," Domonique finished with a smile. It faded and she yelled, "Hey,
don't call me a crotchety old bat, you little...!!"