I have a lack of anything to write so I am going to put up a conversation between Van and himself.
Mental Conversations
Dracula has a nice ass.
I shouldn't think that, it's bad, he's my enemy.
Don't deny it, it's there, and it's sexy.
NO! Think of other things… hmm, kill Valkyrie, kill evil people…kill… whoever the church tells me to…
His hair looks soft.
Shut up.
No, I like doing this. Wait, is he looking at me?
…
Stop looking at me damnit!
…
Ok I will look straight ahead and ignore him; maybe he'll stop.
Looking, you're looking.
No I'm not!
Yes you are.
Why am I doing this? I'm arguing with myself.
Your fault.
AHH!
Heheh…
Ok, he's resting his horse and walking beside it… I can see his ass even better now.
Damn this is sad.
Why me?
Cuz, life is like that.
His ass sways slightly… yum…
Do you want him?
NO!
Uh huh…
Go away…
…
He's looking at me, why does he do that? I have to ignore him. Damn I'm looking back; ok he hasn't seen me. ACK! Must avert eyes as he is now looking at me!
This is truly sad.
… Ok he's back on his horse. Good, that's good.
…
His eyes are pretty.
WHAT?
They are, all dark and deep and handsome and I shouldn't be thinking this.
Come on Van think rational thoughts!
When have you ever
though rational thoughts?
You know what, I don't like you inner
Van.
Well you're stuck with me.
I wonder if Dracula's inner self is sexy.
No, Dracula's inner self is sick.
How do you know?
Vlad tepes, Vlad the impaler!
… That's besides the point.
You're in love with a psycho.
I'm not in love.
You're in denial.
…
Gotcha.
How can you get your self?
Shut up.
Twa hahahaaa.
…
Ok he's looking at me again.
Look back already.
I have!
No, look back while he is looking at you. Eye contact you know.
…
You made your bed, so get in it.
I would if he was in it.
…
Hmmm…
Damn you have a dirty mind.
Shush.
Fine.
End
Ok that was a little ten second drabble that I felt like writing. When I get bored and have a lack of things to write I do little things like these. Pishaw.