The large decorated doors opened without a single soul nearby as Jenna, Daniel, Jacob, and Marissa slowly walked inside. All stared at the eligant decorative paintings and other elaborate decorations. As Jenna walked in she almost tripped over her own foot, but while regaining her balance, her dress went up a little too high. Jacob snickered in the background and as Jenna turned around, she hastily fixed the problem while glaring at him. Daniel and Marissa walked hand in hand, which was totally adorable. Jacob cleared his throat and made a gesture of hs hand to dance with Jenna, who looked at him and mouthed 'What the hell?' Jacob rolled his eyes and grabbed her hand as they started to dance along with Marissa and Daniel. The group soon forgot about their reason why they had come : To save Amber from the evil, yet hott, Count Dracula.
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Amber sighed as Dracula, in vain, tried to get her to dance as his brides chimed in begging for a dance wih him. Amber laughed at the fact that all three brides were talking too fast for the count, another lesson he learned in embarassment. Amber turned to walk away, but the Count gently took her by the arm. "Where do you think you are going, my love?"
"Far away. And don't call me that!" she said gritting her teeth.
"Why shouldn't I call you that?"
"Because what I say goes and that's what makes the world go round...whether you like it or not."
"Why didn't I think of that?" Dracula said silently to himself. "Because you're a guy and you don't think with your head, you think with something else," she replied looking down quickly then turned to walk away.
"Nice try, again."
Amber sighed angrily as Dracula lead her out onto the dance floor. he spun her around and then dipped her a little too hard. She came up, her head spinning. "Ah, this reminds me of old times."
"What? When you were the first slime ball to ever walk the earth?"
Dracula slightly laughed at the clear insult, but moved on. They waltzed over toward the mirrors as Dracula, once again, dipped her. "Dude, could you stop doing that!? It's making my head hurt."
"Oh I'm sorry my love," he said kiddingly and dipped her again, making her head hurt even more. She felt like her eyes were going to explode out of her head, and that her head was bleeding deep inside. Probably what Dracula wanted : A slow painful death for retaliation of the book she had thrown into the deepths of the old windmill. And yet she still remembered she had it in her jacket pocket back at Castle Dracula.
The Count smiled as he brought her up after yet another painful dip. Amber felt like she was out of breath, her chest heaving up and down. He smiled even wider as he walked in closer to her. As she fluttered her eyes to try and remain focused, without a warning he ripped away all the space left between them with a single kiss. Her eyes flew wide open, but something told her that deep inside, she should just close her damn eyes and go with it, which she did. Dracula wrapped his strong arms around her slender waiste, and after days of argueing and remarks, there was nothing but pleasure and something even more than that. But of course in that heat of the moment, neither could sense it.