Dracula leaped into the nearest vehicle, grabbing the keys out of the owner's hand as he did so. Grinning, he locked the door as the hysterical man pounded on the window. He inserted the key into the…what had Gabriel called it?...ignition, ah yes, and turned it.
Something roared. He leaped back, hitting his head on the seat, and looked at the steering wheel warily. Nothing happened. He tried again, and held on longer this time, until something made a horrible noise, a kind of KACHGUGUGUGUGUCLUNK scraping noise, and he let go of the key. The car started to vibrate.
He looked out the window triumphantly. By now the owner had given up pounding on the window and was on the ground writhing with laughter. Dracula bared his fangs at the man and looked around him. What did THIS lever do?
He found out as he pulled it down to "DRIVE" and the car lurched forward. Dracula yanked the steering wheel to the right just in time to avoid another car. He saw that there were two pedals on the floor. Tentatively, he pushed down on one. It did nothing, so he stomped on it and the car lurched to a halt. Dracula slammed his face into the steering wheel.
Trying to preserve his dignity, Dracula sat up, brushed a stray hair out of his face as the bruise healed, and, giving a wicked smile, let off the pedal and stomped on the other one much harder than necessary.
His screams could be heard for blocks as the car peeled out of the parking lot.
Flame if you want, I know it's not that great, but I thought it was funny at the time lol (BAAAAAD driver's ed classes, I had.)
etherealfire :D