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Dining with Daddy
Once everybody had taken their seats at the very, very, long table the food was served. Any mortal human who attempted to eat it would have died so quickly they wouldn't even have had time to insult Dracula's cooking.
Yes, Dracula had tried, (and failed) to cook for the nights events.
He had also been very careful about the seating arrangements in the hall. He was sitting at the head of the table with the girls, so he could keep an eye on them, while Vladislaus 1 and Vladislaus 13 were sitting all the way at the other end.
He had tried to engage them in a civil conversation, but had failed dismally when Blake took the first taste of her meal, and spat it back out!
Needless to say, Dracula was rather insulted. Before he could say anything to her, she said, "You should fire the person who cooked this! It's awful!" She washed her mouth with the blood that had been provided.
At the other end of the table, the boys weren't fairing much better. All the vampires in the hall had eaten some pretty disgusting things, in the short time they had been alive/dead but it was nothing compared to this!
When Blake had tried everything within reach of her, she found it all to be disgusting, she called down the table,
"Oi! Vlad!"
About 3000 different vampires turned their heads to look at her. She stared back, shocked, "Umm, never mind," she stammered, then she turned to Alexia, "I was just going to ask him to pass the blood biscuits!"
"Vladislaus! Sweetheart!" Alexia cried down towards her boyfriend. All Vladislaus's cringed, apart from one, Vladislaus 13, "Could you please pass the blood biscuits down the table, darling?"
"Of course, my glittering moonlight!" he was completely star struck. The young vampires all began to fake vomit behind their chairs.
It took a while for the biscuits to reach Blake but when they did, they tasted as bad as everything else.
Dracula had to leave the room for a few minutes to calm down after almost yelling at
Blake. It was then he noticed the telephone.
He had never used this object before, and didn't want to now, but his son's glares as he left the room shocked and, although he hated to admit it, scared him too.
His phone was suppose to be a mobile phone, but it was too big to carry around. It was, in fact, the size of a small coffee table. Using his vampire abilities, which thankfully included the strength of twenty mortal men, he heaved his mobile off table and attempted to use it.
After several tries, he managed to type in the correct number for the vampire's version of The Pizza Hut.
"Hello, and welcome to your local Pizza Hut," said the overly cheerful recording, in an American accent, "Please state your order after the beep……BEEP!"
"Just give me everything you got!" groaned Dracula.
"OK, would you like fries with that?"
"Whatever."
"Please leave an address after the beep…..BEEP!"
"Castle Dracula…….Transylvania……Just look to your left, it's the really big and sinister looking castle, you can't miss it."
"Thank you for shopping at Pizza Hut. If your pizza isn't delivered in three minutes it's free!"
Then the door bell rang, "Who the hell could that be?" Dracula asked himself quietly.
He went to answer the door, and was shocked to see, well, no one! Instead there was a huge pile of pizza boxes. Talking pizza boxes.
In a really squeaky voice the pizza boxes said, "That'll be one-thousand and two euros, please!" A hand appeared out between the piled high boxes.
Dracula face changed. It became longer, paler and uglier. His gums shrank and his teeth became longer and pointed.
He jumped around the boxes and roared at the pizza boy, who screamed very shrilly and dived into the delivery van. He switched the engine on and it took off into the sky over the mountains.
"Talkative little fellow," said Dracula as he carried the Pizza inside.
"OK, OK, OK! GRUBS UP! WE HAVE PIZZA!!! Um…….hello?"
No body had answered Dracula.
Finally Vladislaus 1 stuck his head around the door of the sitting room, "Hey Dad, Oh….." he spied the pizza boxes, "We aren't hungry anymore!"
With that he withdrew his head.
Dracula then walked into the deserted dining room and started to eat all the pizza, all alone.
A.N AWWWWW! We feel so, so, so sorry for Dracula in this chapter. We know it's short but we're bored with writing this one so we'll update as soon as we can, but Thorney's leaving the country so it might be a while! Reason why we haven't updated sooner was that Sweetdeath was out of the country! Hurray for the holidays!!
Thorney & Sweetdeath04
Dining with Daddy
Once everybody had taken their seats at the very, very, long table the food was served. Any mortal human who attempted to eat it would have died so quickly they wouldn't even have had time to insult Dracula's cooking.
Yes, Dracula had tried, (and failed) to cook for the nights events.
He had also been very careful about the seating arrangements in the hall. He was sitting at the head of the table with the girls, so he could keep an eye on them, while Vladislaus 1 and Vladislaus 13 were sitting all the way at the other end.
He had tried to engage them in a civil conversation, but had failed dismally when Blake took the first taste of her meal, and spat it back out!
Needless to say, Dracula was rather insulted. Before he could say anything to her, she said, "You should fire the person who cooked this! It's awful!" She washed her mouth with the blood that had been provided.
At the other end of the table, the boys weren't fairing much better. All the vampires in the hall had eaten some pretty disgusting things, in the short time they had been alive/dead but it was nothing compared to this!
When Blake had tried everything within reach of her, she found it all to be disgusting, she called down the table,
"Oi! Vlad!"
About 3000 different vampires turned their heads to look at her. She stared back, shocked, "Umm, never mind," she stammered, then she turned to Alexia, "I was just going to ask him to pass the blood biscuits!"
"Vladislaus! Sweetheart!" Alexia cried down towards her boyfriend. All Vladislaus's cringed, apart from one, Vladislaus 13, "Could you please pass the blood biscuits down the table, darling?"
"Of course, my glittering moonlight!" he was completely star struck. The young vampires all began to fake vomit behind their chairs.
It took a while for the biscuits to reach Blake but when they did, they tasted as bad as everything else.
Dracula had to leave the room for a few minutes to calm down after almost yelling at
Blake. It was then he noticed the telephone.
He had never used this object before, and didn't want to now, but his son's glares as he left the room shocked and, although he hated to admit it, scared him too.
His phone was suppose to be a mobile phone, but it was too big to carry around. It was, in fact, the size of a small coffee table. Using his vampire abilities, which thankfully included the strength of twenty mortal men, he heaved his mobile off table and attempted to use it.
After several tries, he managed to type in the correct number for the vampire's version of The Pizza Hut.
"Hello, and welcome to your local Pizza Hut," said the overly cheerful recording, in an American accent, "Please state your order after the beep……BEEP!"
"Just give me everything you got!" groaned Dracula.
"OK, would you like fries with that?"
"Whatever."
"Please leave an address after the beep…..BEEP!"
"Castle Dracula…….Transylvania……Just look to your left, it's the really big and sinister looking castle, you can't miss it."
"Thank you for shopping at Pizza Hut. If your pizza isn't delivered in three minutes it's free!"
Then the door bell rang, "Who the hell could that be?" Dracula asked himself quietly.
He went to answer the door, and was shocked to see, well, no one! Instead there was a huge pile of pizza boxes. Talking pizza boxes.
In a really squeaky voice the pizza boxes said, "That'll be one-thousand and two euros, please!" A hand appeared out between the piled high boxes.
Dracula face changed. It became longer, paler and uglier. His gums shrank and his teeth became longer and pointed.
He jumped around the boxes and roared at the pizza boy, who screamed very shrilly and dived into the delivery van. He switched the engine on and it took off into the sky over the mountains.
"Talkative little fellow," said Dracula as he carried the Pizza inside.
"OK, OK, OK! GRUBS UP! WE HAVE PIZZA!!! Um…….hello?"
No body had answered Dracula.
Finally Vladislaus 1 stuck his head around the door of the sitting room, "Hey Dad, Oh….." he spied the pizza boxes, "We aren't hungry anymore!"
With that he withdrew his head.
Dracula then walked into the deserted dining room and started to eat all the pizza, all alone.
A.N AWWWWW! We feel so, so, so sorry for Dracula in this chapter. We know it's short but we're bored with writing this one so we'll update as soon as we can, but Thorney's leaving the country so it might be a while! Reason why we haven't updated sooner was that Sweetdeath was out of the country! Hurray for the holidays!!
Thorney & Sweetdeath04