A/N: This one takes place early in the relationship, the first time Carmilla sleeps in Hector's room.
~ Shards of Opal ~
"Hector?"
"What?"
"The dog is on the bed."
Hector, who saw no problem with that, just laid there with a slightly perplexed look on his face, obviously having no clue as to why she was telling him this.
"Make it go sleep in its own bed," Carmilla demanded.
"Why? There's plenty of room."
"How can you sleep with a reanimated corpse in your bed?"
"I mean... technically you're a reanimated corpse too. If it bothers you so much, you can go sleep somewhere else," Hector said, turning away from her and hugging Cezar to him.
She didn't know whether she was more offended that he would kick her out of bed in favor of his pet, or that he'd called her (technically) a reanimated corpse.
Ending the relationship over her boyfriend letting an animal sleep in his bed (even one that was a reanimated corpse, missing half its face and the flesh from one limb) seemed a bit ridiculous... and really, if that was the worst habit he had, it would be a shame to throw the entire relationship away over it.
Even so...
"I was not a corpse at any point," she whined, snuggling against Hector's back. "That isn't how the vampire turning process works."
~oOo~