Heather ended up needing to file a complaint about Tickles when she found the giant rottweiler-like puppy dog sniffing her skeleton horse. She was able to ward off the curious puppy before he stole bone from her mount. Got worst when she tried to take her pack of skeleton pet out for a walk and again found said puppy sniffing her Great Dane. Had her sending her pets back to her shared room before proofing to the front desk through an act of Transmutation. Not taking the grunts and groans of the Zombie left in charge to watch the front desk when requesting someone. For a response form her ex- employer covered in dog drool that was slowly soaking through his cape and clothing.

"Pet troubles?" Heather asked with hint of a snicker.

"None of your business and may I know why your not with your husband showing him a good time?" Dracula answered her back.

"He's with our son and daughter in near by human village." She was in a better mood bu Dracula's appearance.

She had to get her laughing out before she spoke about Tickles stalking her horse and pets all that morning. Would like to know what would done about the puppy attempts to steal the bones and chew them up. Which had Dracula sighing to a problem he knew he had solve before thing got out of hand for hotel. Recovering from the incident with skeleton family was still going slow for them after what Tickles did.

"If your having training problem, I can help?" Heather offered.

She went to pull a business card out of her clutch and place the piece of 3.5 by 2 inches stack paper. Lettering and pictures depicts she ran a company that works in correcting the behavior of dogs and puppies.

"It's one of my few side businesses I run in human world and monster community." She explained. "Jarlath helped me get it off the ground."

Dracula would end up taking the card up in one of his hands to take in the contact information with a relieved expression. Turning away from the front desk to return to his room and change out of his drenched clothes when ick feeling got worst. Only be whistle at by Heather when she tucked her clutch under her arm and propped herself on his front desk.

"Don't hurry back now." She spoke in a teasing matter.

"Please don't do that." He didn't like where she was sitting.

Heather was down like he wanted in a huff as she called him a tightwad under her breath before having indigo colored smoke surround her face. Which she fanned away from her face before she struggled to take in a breaths of needed air. Closing her eyes to keep the smoke from stinging her irises as she opened to see if Dracula did that deliberately.

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Hazelcape stood outside the door of Dracula's bedroom with bottle of Blood Wine hugged to her torso just waiting for him to answer. She grew nervous when he didn't answer right away and everything stayed silent after the first knock. Had her ready to give up and turn away from his door in hopes to see his much later in the night since he wasn't answering. What she got was him swinging his door open with a unbutton shirt he was still fastening in a rather angry mood.

"I am still tricking..." Dracula stopped talking when he noticed it wasn't Heather standing before him.

"You seemed to be busy." Hazelcape used her shadow to cover her eyes.

"No, Just changing after being licked by my grandson's puppy." Dracula didn't want her to leave.

He then got her to wait for him to finish dressing and walk her to her parents' room after Blood Wine was handed to him. Being told her father bought the bottle from his deceased wife's winery a his and Heather's blessing. Blood mixed with the wine was perfectly harvested from a 100 year old human of great health.

"Glad to know your parents approve." Dracula was careful in looking the bottle over.

"Question is...does Mavis?" Hazelcape whispered.

She went to say how dad was ready to help her settle in to hotel so she could stay on as hotel's new chef, and further her relationship with Dracula. Already found the right patch in the woods surrounding the hotel to build her a place to live. Working on getting her a demonic mount to get around since finding a good used Hershel would take time. Everything he was still figuring out before he would officially leave one of his children own her own.

"Maybe you guys should have ghoul night out?" Dracula would end up suggesting.

"Your sure?" She would ask. "I don't to leave you alone after what happen to you."

Dracula made the unwanted assault on him known to only his family and Jarlath's family the morning after. Hazelcape was the one that blew her top when her recovering shadow ability knocked all the food of the table. Mess only got worst when the table cloth was ripped apart before anyone made a attempt to talk about Dracula's announcement. Ended up being call cool by Dennis and had him wanting to do that except same thing that Hazelcape did.

"I like this one." Vlad points at Hazelcape.

"She's gets this from my first wife." Jarlath was bothered by his daughter's outburst.

"Reason why we stopped having family conversations at the table." Breandán huffed.

Heather picked up her folded napkin in which she would hit the side of Breandán's head to get him to behave. Left Mavis to agree with Hazelcape about what happen to her father without further adding to the mess. She just couldn't believe a fellow monster had the guts to violate her father using different forms of magic to get what she wanted. About to advice that her father get some kind of security system or he start sleeping with guard in his room. Which was turned down by Dracula, since he knew from just looking at Hazelcape and way she reacted to someone else touching him. He had nothing to worry about and personally was over the way he was touched by this creature.

"Still going to worry about about you." Jonathan picked at a piece of knocked over toast.

"Well anyone would with what a complete stranger did do to him." Heather was done disciplining her step- son.

Dracula would thank them for their concern about his persona as witches were called in to clean up the mess. Out of her seat Heather would go with her step- son being forced to leave his seat by her as to follow her. She ended up showing him off to the younger witches in hopes he would try to make nice with even one of them. Lack of interest he showed toward fellow guests of the hotel had started to worry her. Left Jarlath to lean forward and ask if his daughter needed to be excused from the table to calm down her self. Hazelcape would end up apologizing for how she angry she got.

"Your seem to be feeling better." Dracula noticed her actions."Will I be able to call on you?"

"Fine with me since my brother made me feel better." Hazelcape would end up smiling.

Groofy grins on Dracula's face and Hazelcape's faces were noticeable when breakfast was reserved for them that morning. Left Mavis to find a moment to get Hazelcape alone and have a proper talk to her about her feelings/affections. Happened when Dennis was caught giving his table scraps to one of Heather's skeleton dogs and Tickles at end of the meal. Had Hazelcape telling him that skeletonal pets don't actually need to eat solid substances like human food.

"I can show you how to care for one after we eat." Hazelcape offered. "Then you and your friends can show me how you take care your pet."

Up and away from the table Hazelcape would go with Dennis when her brother offered to clean off her place setting for her. Barking came from her step- mother's skeleton pets before they ended up following her and Dennis out of the dinning area. Mavis would have stopped them to give give Hazelcape a endless list of do and don't for Dennis. Wasn't for Jonathan telling her to chill and give her father's newest zing a chance to bond with her future nephew. Which led to Jonathan turning his attention to Breandán with an idea forming in his head on how to bond with him.

"What are you staring at?" Breandán asked getting creeped out.

"You dude." Jonathan would point at her.

"He has a name." Dracula would remind Jonathan.

Jonathan tried to speak the entire length of Breandán's whole name with out getting a twisted up tongue when he hit his last name. Explanation about his surname was his parents greed to hyphenate his father's and his step- mother's last names. Some his family did to show Heather was accepted in to their fold after she was introduced to them.

"Not like in the East, where I can take her name." Jarlath wished he could have taken his first wife's last name.

Jarlath's tone of vice grew sad that only reminder of his first wife was found in the small features of his children everyday. His daughter's smile when ever something nice happen to her or the eyes of his son when ever he got angry. The way both would handle their abilities as Dullahans during everyday tasks a such as chores around the home or traveling.

"I am still not 'hanging out' with them." Breandán looked away from everyone.

Breandán was leered at by his mother before he could even say no to his father's request to even spend time with someone. Left Heather to continue staring at her step- son whole time he ate until they would be dismissed from the table. She started to lecture him that family was all he was going to have in this world when his human friends fade away. Not once did he listen to what she had to say since he ended up stating he didn't' care before escaping through his shadow.

"Breandán!" Heather calls after his disappearing form.

"He always does this when he try to get him to befriend people." Jarlath sets aside his napkin. "I'll be late for lunch."

"Hold Up!" Jonathan got an idea.

He ended up jumping into Jarlath's swirling shadow just when the Dullahan was leaving the room to catching his son. Heather warned him to keep his limbs in side the pillar of shadowy mass so nothing would be chopped off. Mavis would end up wishing the two luck just before the shadow swallowed them whole and they vanished from everyone's sight. Heather reached out toward the skull of one her pets in a disappointed mood about being left alone. Be asked by Vlad about her and pets spending the rest of the day in his company while her kids and husband was away. Which would be accepted against Dracula's objections and leave him, his daughter and Tickles all alone.

"We going to talk about elephant dragon in the room or we ignoring the fact someone besides mom has you smiling?" Mavis asked with an amusing smile on her face.

Started the conversation that Hazelcape had tried getting him to start up with her before their relationship got further. Getting through the topics of Mavis accepting a young woman as her mother, his age gap with Hazelcape, and many others. Glasses of chilled substitute blood spiced with cinnamon were brought to them by one of the Gargoyles. When asked why the pinch of spice was placed in the blood and the blood was cooled upon receiving the drinks.

"Miss. Hazelcape was worried that you guys would be thirsty." Would be the only answer given..

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Instead of seeking out Hazelcape like he usual had been doing since her come to look forward to the girl's company each time, he saw her. He was sought out by her with a packed lunch of blood sausage sandwiches and herbal tea for his blood pressure. He would happily accept with news of his daughter's view on them being together after their discussion. Mavis had given her dad her blessing and just wanted him to be happy after learning how lonely he become. Which put a smile on Hazelcape's face as she had news about who was behind the latest incidents in his hotel.

"A monster maker?" He asked not understanding what she said.

"They collect bits from monsters to sale on black market or use to create creatures." Hazelcape explained.

She went on to share how angry she was that one borrowed her face to violate Draclua in the most intimate of ways. His fluid was going to be used for potent ingredient toward a new being or sold to someone wanting offspring of a vampire. This brought tears to Hazelcape's eye, each droplet that Dracula watched roll down her porcelain skin when he heard of her fury toward another wearing her face. Had him put down bone white tea cup to reach out, and wipe away the tears from her eyes.

"You aren't only one who feels angry towards what happen." He shared his feelings about the indecent.

He felt violated by this stranger wearing Hazelcape's face to get what she wanted from him in way he hadn't experience since Martha. How he was fooled by her touch on his flesh he allowed her to expose and sweet words he yearned to hear. Manners she used to riled him into a stated of bliss in physical sense as his mind chanted the name of his second Zing. Would come to crashing climax for him and realization was nothing more then a ploy to take his reproductive fluid. Which had him angry that moment wasn't shared with woman that was currently on the brink of crying over this. Stating that a smile bettered suited then tears over a pointless moment he would have wanted to share with her.

"What are your doing later?" Dracula would come to ask her. "Being that the plans I organically had for use were interrupted."

"Nothing since I have been waiting for your ask me." She whispered back.

Rest of their lunch together was a quiet one with Dracula in company of Hazelcape and many sounds of crickets. First light of the moon peeking from behind darken cloud created a perfect lighting upon them seating on a stone bench. Countless black roses bushes that surrounded the place they were setting seemed to sparkle around them. Small cart lay off to the side of Dracula's side of the bench, holding their food dishware used for their joint meal together. Moving it own when ever one of them reach out to pick up or put something down upon finishing food or drink.

"Formal or semi- casual?" She would ask about her attire. "Since I always feel out of place next to handsomely dressed gentleman."

Complement about his own choice clothing had him gliding a hand over his clothes to flatten out invisible wrinkles in his clothes. His other hands combed through his hair to straighten out loose strands upon finding the words to answer her. Asking when and where he wanted her to show up for this date that was to be happening for two of them. Only hint he got was to show up at her cottage whenever he found the time for a LONG break or left his daughter in charge. Came with a wink and suggestion or two about a change of clothes with a bottle of wine in a teasing matter.

"Don't worry about the blood." She rose from her seat. "I found a substitute blood that will make think it was the real thing."

Dracula would follow suit by not letting her walk away from him without getting some type of goodbye from her this time. He hooked an arm around her waist and slowly pulled her toward him stating he wanted something to remember her by. She would turn within his arm not noticing the hold he had on his cape when she was drawn near his face. Her lips barely grazing against his lips, She could feel his chilled breath escape his mouth as their lips lingered. Would end up connecting into a romantic and sensual kiss with her hidden away in his cape. Ended up being ruined when he noticed a pair of legs tip toeing around in the black rose bushes. He sighed and whispered to Hazelcape before unwrapping her from his cape and turning his attention to a spying wet of eyes.

"Not like I needed you guys to interrupted me in middle of my lunch break." He could hear the snickering as he kept Hazelcape behind him.

Joke about sweet delight Dracula was relishing in had the who ever was behind those leaves laugh so hard Hazelcape has to walk away. She gave the vampire a kiss on his cheek before she and the dinner cart made their leave in opposite direction. Only hearing how friends of the Hotel owner's were reminded parts of Dracula's life were private for the reason. From the mouths of the Gargoyles when she started clean up after lunch rush and food prep for dinner. Put a smile on her face between giving orders about who was handling room service for the evening to tables needing to be re- set. She would make carefully written notes about what the kitchen staff would do without her for the rest of the night. Being prepared for every emergency that could and would happen while she was away. Color coded ink and tabs in a workable binder system with notes with her contact information for her stepped out for the night. Gargoyles even gave her a gift basket they put together themselves before she left as a form of good luck to her and Dracula. Earned them a pot of her stone soup never time they all had a family style meal on their shift change or break.

She grew nervous when she arrived at her cottage and started to prepare everything for the quiet date she had planned. That passing hours were noticed by her when she undressed and started up a warm bath for herself in a robe. A knock on her front door caught her by surprise when she was middle of doing up her hair before discarding her robe. Taking a breath and walking to the door to see who would have the courage to visit a come to her home as this time of night. Turned out to be Dracula on time with bottle of wine in one arm and other still in position of about to knock on her door. He would have apologized for her state of undress and the not noticing the time had run away from her. Off her bare feet she was swept by a familiar gesture of being a cape with her burying her face into Dracula's neck. Endearing smiles would appear on both their faces when Dracula glides them into her cottage with out the use their feet. The front door being shut and locked tight by his telekinesis without taking an eye off sight wrapped within his cape.

"I unwrap now or afterward?" He asked taking in sash that held her robe closed.

"Up to you." She further wraps her arms around his strong neck.

The rest of the evening was for them lasted until the wee hours of the morning when Dracula wearing only his pajamas's pants. Ended up cuddling with young hybird within her bed as she wore the top of his pajamas's top and was sound asleep.