A couple of weeks ago, Thomas Jefferson bit Lafayette's nose. Lafayette originally questions Thomas'... peculiar behavior, but he simply decided, it's just Thomas being a Thom-ass. Which happened a lot. However, Lafayette had started to establish a... different way of life subsequent to getting bitten.
"Dude, you haven't gone outside in a while," Hercules had said to Laf, noticing his out of the norm actions.
"Yeah, last time I went out I got this wicked sunburn," Laf had responded.
Hercules opened his mouth to reply but then closed it, realizing that it was he was about to say was probably racist in some way.
Another incident had happened when Laf was up way late at night, watching tv. Unfortunately, he woke his only roommate, John Laurens.
"Are you still up?" John grumbled, exasperated.
Lafayette jumped at the noise and turned around, raising his hands like a claw, but turned back to normal after realizing it was just John. "Yeah, I just started binge-watching this Netflix show."
John groaned and replied, "Just use the headphones," before stumbling out of the room.
On a separate occasion, Lafayette had tried to cook him and John dinner, which he was normally pretty good at, but when he touched the garlic, he got a serious burn on his hand and Lafayette should've gone to the hospital, but, luckily, John was minoring in some sort of medical shit at King's College so he was able to fix Lafayette's hand for the time being.
And one time, Alex had gotten a paper cut while in Lafayette and John's dorm, which happened a lot, but this time it was different. Lafayette was instantly lured to Alexander like how Maria was at one poi- wait, that was a long time ago, all is forgiven, let's drop it. But anyway, (a/n: we're getting better everyday (haha ignore this)) Lafayette kept trying to take Alexander's hand, but Alex responded with:
"Laf! You know I'm in a relationship! Sorry, but I don't want to hold your hand! Ugh, stop, Laf!" Alex realized Laf's true intentions and backed up as far as he could into his spinny chair (which was a gift from Thomas Jefferson, but Alex refuses to let him see that he's kept the chair) "OH MY GOD WHY ARE YOU ABOUT TO DRINK MY BLOO- JOHN, HELP ME!"
John tried to get Lafayette to stop in many different ways, such as throwing 6 Rubik's cubes at him, stabbing him with the leg of a chair, throwing some glitter on him, but what worked was him chucking a piece of garlic at him.
"Ow! Dude! You know I'm allergic to garlic!" Lafayette screeched, feeling a harsh burn appear on his face.
"Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette, we need to talk," John stated, "Please take a seat."
Laf slowly sat down, with a whimpering Alex curled up in a ball on his spinny chair a few feet next to him. John squatted down on the floor next to his friend and spoke.
"You've been having some abnormal behavior, Lafayette." John said.
"John, you know he's already gone through puberty, he's 19," Alex piped up.
John glared at Alex and continued, "Lafayette, do you know what this could mean?"
Laf sighed and replied, "I tried googling these symptoms but all that showed up was some vampire shit."
"Wait, wait, guys," Alex squealed, "This is the perfect moment to making a Lightning Thief Musical reference!"
Seeing that nobody argued against that, he sang, "My best friend was acting strange... at which he so excelled."
Lafayette said, "Hey! I don't excel at being strange!" While John said, "You really need to work on your singing voice."
Alex frowned at the responses and curled back up into his ball.
John continued, "Lafayette, this might sound really weird, but I think you might actually be a va-"
"OH!" Alex said, thinking he understood, "Of course, Laf is turning into a vambrace! You know, the piece of armor that you put on your forearm!"
"Huh?" John questioned, before realizing that he should just ignore Alex... for now. "Laf, I think that you're turning into a vampire. Like, no joke. A vampire."
After an odd 66.6 seconds - not like anybody was counting -, Alex and Lafayette burst into laughter.
John screeched a screech and threw garlic at Lafayette, shining a bright light at him and shoving a cup of blood in Laf's face. Not like he always had a cup of blood handy, haha... nope... just plain old John... plain old, non-blood carrying John... your old buddy chum pal friend amigo John...
But anyway, (a/n: we're getting better everyday (im sorry im not gonna do it again)) Lafayette had done exactly what John had expected him to do... but John, he didn't exactly the realize the consequences of what would happen. Because of the light, Lafayette shriveled up into dust.
"..." John said.
"..." Alex said.
"hahaha" Thomas Jefferson, the vampire, said from the corner of the room, disguised as a bat.
Just a question to you guys: Do you enjoy the stories like the ones at the beginning or ones like this one. (Basically do you like the horrible grammar and making no sense but still kinda funny or good grammar for the most part, an actual plot, and making as much sense as it could possibly get)