And here we are with chapter 23!

HughJackmanFan- Here is more. And Van loved Dracula.

Dracula: Loved?

(Sighs) Loves.

Dracula: Better.

Knnyphph- Ya I didn't have the movie on me (and I can't find the script online, so if you know of a place tell me!) but he does loose his finger, near the end when Van is going all werewolfy he says "And I would like my ring back" and hold up his hand w/ out the finger. (Or something along those lines)

I loved your comic! It was great, I looked at it with my friend and she thought it was tres amusant.

Everyone go to Knnyphph's profile and look at the pretty comic she made! Go, go!

Dracula: It has me in it.

Exactly, it has Dracula, there for you should go and see it!

Catalina Tavington- What is there to be surprising in a Shakespeare tragedy? Everyone dies except a select few that end up being miserable or killing themselves too.

Yes, I have read the Da Vinci Code several times (Go Silas!) but how big is a bullet wound compared to a dagger? And how many organs did Van squish? Plus, if you are in immense pain you black out… so Van could have thought Dracula to be dead when he was really unconscious.

Anyway, enough with the technicalities. When I make this into a novel and try and sell it (I wish) I will then look up the details. (Praise the wonders of online encyclopedias with search engines)

Yes Carl's reaction is… interesting… Enjoy!

Kokoro- Yes I am glad that you are well. And I am also glad that you liked my stuff. (Feels happy)

Dracula: (ponders your question about chocolate)

Napoleon: I like all chocolate!

Dracula: Shush she was asking me, anyway… I think I like dark chocolate, yes, with a bit of A type blood drizzled on the top.

Napoleon: You're sick.

Dracula: (Smirks evilly)

Ok boys, break it up. I am not surprised that I wrote Drac's name wrong. (I tend to screw up on those sorts of things)

Read my answer to Knnyphph's reviews about Drac's finger.

Okie, glad you liked it! Keep reading!

Nekodra K. Dracula L- You are too cruel to our lovely little count who wants to have a bit of… fun…

Napoleon: If you want to call it that.

Shush or else I will burn that shrine of yours to Josephine.

Napoleon: You wouldn't dare.

I would. Anyway, glad you liked it, keep reading mon amie!

Ok that's it; glad you all liked it.

For the link to the picture that I drew, it's in my profile, near the top. Labeled "Valentines Day" or something like that.

Biblical Arguments
Oh night thou was my guide

oh night more loving than the rising sun

Oh night that joined the lover

to the beloved one

transforming each of them into the other

-Loreena McKennit

Van winced as a verbal onslaught riddled with cuss words and bible versus was thrown at him.

"You will go to hell!" Carl said for the ninth time, Van had kept count.

"It doesn't matter, it's quite clear to me that heaven isn't very fond of me." Van said tartly which caused Carl even more anger.

"I thought you worked for the church! It is against doctrine to… to…"

"Be a sodomite as I believe the Bible puts it.1." A scowl formed on Carl's lips.

"He's using you." He said after a good silence of about three minutes. (In which Van occupied his time by braiding some strands of his hair)

"Have you talked to him?" Van shot back. The scowl remained on the friar's lips.

"No but I don't need to. He is the spawn of the devil-"

"And a good man."

"Was a good man."

A small scowl formed on Van's lips. "Where is your proof." He finally asked.

"And likewise also the men, leaving the natural use of the woman, burned in their lust one toward another; men with men working that which is unseemly, and receiving in themselves that recompense of their error which was meet. Romans 1:27" Carl recited. Van stared at him with a look that clearly said you-have-way-to-much-time-on-your-hands.

"So, God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him… Gen. 1:27." Van countered. Carl glared at him.

"You left a part out, 'Man and Women He created them' I believe that is rather important." Carl said.

"Yes but in his likeness he made them… God must be a little gay." Carl looked as if Van had thwacked him over the head with a frying pan.

"You… you…"

"It's late Carl, I am sure that we could go on with this wonderfully enlightening subject, but I wish to retire. Now, you can stay down here and try and sleep." A gesture towards the unruly room which was steadily getting worse. " Or you can come with me and not speak of this again till we are in private."

Carl glared at him grudgingly and followed.

"You two where gone for a while." A smooth voice said as soon as the two walked into the room. Carl didn't look at Dracula; instead he busied himself with getting ready to leave.

"Pray tell, what happened?" The vampire purred as Van walked over to him. He took note of Dracula's rosy cheeks and guessed that he had fed. (Happy Kokoro?)

"Nothing… important." Van said distractedly as he closed his saddlebag.

"Of course…" Dracula said with a sly smile then picked up his pack. "I'll be waiting down by the stables, you two come down when you have this argument about God and what is right settled… Ah, Carl."

"Yes?"

"Does God judge people?"

"No…."

"Does he forgive people and understand them?"

"…Yes"

"Does God love people?"

"Yes…"

"That should solve all of your problems." With that Dracula turned his heel and walked out of the door leaving two very stunned men behind.

"Trust Dracula to come up with the simplest answers…" Muttered Van as he turned towards Carl. "You still trust me?" He asked. The friar looked at him uncertainly then nodded.

"I trust you Van… and I pray to God that you know what you are doing."

"So do I… so do I." Muttered Van as he headed out the door.

Later that day the three rode on in silence, following a winding path that for once, (the Authoress didn't want to be to cliché) was not heading through a dark and creepy forest. Much to the friars relief.

Instead they where heading through… in all honestly, nothing. Just vacant fields… not much… just kind of there…

"We never did see Macon did we?" Carl said as he reigned up next to Van.

"No… but we are making decent timing." Carl nodded in agreement. Van paused, a dazed expression crossed his face briefly, he then twisted around to look at the Count. (Who was, once again, hibernating under a large coat.)

"How did you get these horses Dracula?" He asked. Dracula blinked then jerked his head up.

"I stole them."

"You WHAT?" Van stopped his horse and waited till the vampire was next to him.

"You heard me fine Gabriel, I stole them." Carl gave an I-told-you-he-was-evil smirk at Van who did his best to ignore him.

"You just don't go around stealing horses Dracula." He said, trying to his best to sound serious. (He generally found the whole situation rather amusing.)

"You do when the person you stole them from had a stock load of them and left them unattended… He won't miss these ones, besides we're leaving them in the next town so he can get them back… well his son can get them back if he wants to." Dracula said, then resumed his bear-sleeping mode.

"He was breakfast I presume." Van said after a bit of silence, he received an affirmative nod from Dracula.

"Lovely."

I lost myself to him

and laid my face upon my lovers breast

And care and grief grew dim

as in the mornings mist became the light

There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair

-Loreena McKennit

Ze End!
Ok I am so sorry if I offended anyone in this chapter! If I did tell me!

Each Bible has different terms, some use sodomite some use homosexual, depends on which one you are using.

Ok that's it really. I hope you all enjoyed it, though I reason that the yacking bit was a tad boring.

Dracula: You have too much time on your hands to go and look up those versus.

No, I looked them up on the Internet. (Again, praise to the wonders of the digital bible with a search engine!)

Napoleon: Cheater.

Shush. Anyway, review!