Disclaimer: I don't own zip. Just the fic. Please don't sue me, I'm just a teenager, and the only thing I could pay you with is crazy hair colour dyes. Unless you really want green hair…

A/N: Thanks for the reviews and support. No worries: I'm not going to stop on the story, it's just school that won't stop. Hole in the wall inspired by me. Finding a close person to you (sister) having sex inspired by me. Yeah, if you hear funny noises coming inside a room…consider not going in. cough Yeah…so on with the story. cough Also I'm going to be updating quickly so review for every chapter, not just the last chapter, or else I'll get annoyed with just having two reviews for chapters and I'll give you guys the silent treatment, which means no updates. 'Cause how annoying is it when you update again each day and no one reviews until the final chapter.

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Toward Dawn

Chapter Six - Boom, Boom, Boom!

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Gabriel threw a deadly dagger across his room causing the dagger to make a big hole in the wall and a loud thud that could've been heard by the two holy men in the other room if they hadn't been doing it. Groaning miserably at the annoying and disturbing sounds that could be heard from the other room and the equally disgusting and horrid memory of Carl and Michael having sex were locked in his mind, which had put him on the edge dangerously. He didn't care about Carl in a lover way, more like brotherly, but Carl had picked a skinny weird nobody over him and Dracula would never let him live it down. It was a serious embarrassment that had ruined his reputation of getting admirers - both men and women. His tiny little reputation was in ruins. His manhood had been torn and shredded and tramped on in the dirt. And the worst of it was Dracula, who was on cue, tormenting Gabriel about it as predicted.

[An annoying weirdo of a friar that's a homosexual with the most ridiculous haircut and largest nose -]

Do NOT talk of my friend that way!

[Oh . . . I hit a nerve did I . . . So you ARE in love with Carl.]

No I'm NOT!

[And I don't drink blood.] Dracula coughed. [Not.] He coughed again. [But I don't care . . . No, what matters is that Mr. Horny Gay Holy Man is having sex and picked a puny skinny gay man over you, Van Helsing All Mighty, the left hand of God. It's just too good. . .]

And you would have me go have one night stands with whores or get it on with vampires!

[So MALE and female vampires? Because you said vampires not just FEMALE vampires! C'mon though! Imagine a beautiful and gorgeous whore with long dark curly hair, doe eyes, milky white smooth skin, perky breasts, and a dripping wet - ]

AAAAAAAAAAAGH! SHUT UP! I'M NOT IMAGINING THAT WITH YOU INSIDE MY HEAD!

[Ahhhh. . .But you HAVE thought it! Hmmmm. . .I know a game we can play to pass the time until Carl and Michael stop their late night rendezvous! Let's imagine women!]

Van Helsing started banging his head against the wall and began whimpering. Why oh why, dear God, have you done this to ME?

[Fine. Listen to Michael hump Carl. What a brilliant way to spend your Saturday night Gabriel. Let's listen to Carl and Michael boom, boom, boom! the night away towards dawn! Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .Boom. . .]

Fine! WE'LL PLAY IMAGINE WOMEN! My ideal woman would have dark curly hair, large breasts, a small waist, and an hour glass figure!

[Mine would be red or blonde hair. . .and big breasts and a small waist!]

THERE! DONE! GAME OVER! NOW SHUT UP!

[Noooo. . .now we have to imagine what they would sound like during an orgasim and in bed!]

Yeah well. . .I'm off now! I'm going to get piss ass drunk at the bar right now.

Dracula laughed evilly and manically.

What?! Don't tell me you're thinking of some evil plot with me in it!

['Course not.] What you do when you're drunk isn't my fault, Dracula thought evilly. . .

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TBC