Disclaimer: VAN HELSING IS NOT MINE. It is the property of some big movie maker guy who probably doesn't remember he made it in the first place. But anyways... yeah. The only things I own are my characters, as I have said. So... On with the story!!!
After Dracula returns from an extended stay in the bathroom, where he encounters some strange devices:
Dracula emerges from the unsettlingly white bathroom with a confused expression on his face. Little does he know, Kayt is lying in wait behind the door. She squeals, making everyone within a five mile radius wish for earplugs and bandages for their bleeding ears. Dracula winces in agony and struggles to breathe as Kayt uses her mighty Python Grip of Evil huggle on him, wishing for a place to hide.
Van Helsing sees this look and starts laughing uproariously, leaning back and falling down a flight of stairs. "Mmphf," he grunted, sitting up and shaking his head. "That wasn't very pleasant."
Rika had wandered out into the hallway, and now she leaned over the railing near the stairs, observing Helsing on the floor. She began to giggle, and hiccupped. Shara looked at her with wide eyes. "I hope that was a hiccup, because if not that was the weirdest sound I've ever heard anyone make," she said, tipping her head to the side and examining Rika as if she were some kind of alien.
Rika shifted her weight and poked Shara between the eyes. "Stop looking at me like that!"
Just when Shara was about to reply, a skinny blonde person fell from the sky and landed on them. "Ahhhh!" the person screamed, as Shara and Rika crumpled like aluminum foil beneath the slight mass.
Kyain jumped over a chair and landed quietly next to the puppy pile of three girls, lifting Kayt off of Shara and Rika, helping those two to their feet. Rika groaned as she stood, and everyone heard her joints crack. "That was painful..." she muttered, rubbing her side and turning to Kayt. "So you finally let go?"
Kayt looked up and glared at Dracula. "He wouldn't let me play with his hair."
As if that explains everything? Rika thought, but she only shook her head and turned away, looking over at Helsing, who had climbed the stairs after hearing the crash. Helsing was examining some drapes over the full-length windows at the end of the hall. He poked one, and to Rika's shock, it squeaked out a Pilsbury Doughboy-like giggle. She jumped and grabbed onto Kyain's arm for a moment, then went to investigate.
When she poked the drape again, it made the same sound. Puzzled, she looked over at Helsing. Helsing shrugged, and Dracula peeked behind the curtains from above. When he saw what was behind them he laughed, pulling them away from the wall to reveal Carl, the monk.
Helsing stared. "Just what in the blue hell are you doing here, Carl?" he demanded, his fingers twitching for a dagger or his missing tojo blades.
Carl flinched. "I don't know... I just woke up here yesterday. Dracula and the skinny blonde girl were fighting on the ceiling, so I figured I'd just stay away for a bit."
While everyone else got involved in this conversation, Shara just looked confused. "Hell is blue? I thought it was all red and fire-like and stuffs."
Everyone stopped talking for a moment to consider any reply to this statement, but gave up and just walked away to go do other things. Rika shook her head and closed her eyes, patted Shara's head sadly, and wondered how someone in Honors classes at school could possibly say something that stupid.
The house was quiet for a while as Dracula, Helsing, and Carl explored the house, picking things up and examining them, putting them back or dropping them by accident and breaking them. In the first five minutes, Rika had already glaringly forbid all of them from touching her mother's knick-knacks on the mantle. None of them dared pick up anything shiny or vaguely shaped like a clown now.
Shara was bored, so she began to bite herself. No one could ever figure out why she did this, but she did it, so preventative measures had to be taken. Rika pounced and sat on her while Kyain turned on the stereo. When Rika let her go, Shara began to frolic around the room, then spun in circles for a while. Kyain lifted his eyebrows and looked questioningly at Rika. Rika shrugged and sat on his lap, also watching Shara.
When Shara finally got dizzy, she stopped herself by crashing into the wall and crumpling into a heap on the floor.
Dracula, who had joined the others watching her, stood and stared from the ceiling. Kayt took his brief moment of shock as an opening and launched herself at him from a table, clutching him around the waist and squealing happily. Dracula sighed and struggled a bit, but then he noticed another Jell-o heart floating around and glared at it, grabbing it and tossing it at Helsing. It splattered on his face.
Helsing glared at Dracula, pulling Jell-o off of his hat and eating it.
A/N: Thank you to those of you who reviewed my story so far! Many huggles and willing slaves to all of you! hehehe... just kidding about the slave thing.