Nicholas POV
Ok, Connor runs with a theory; when in doubt Google it. You would be surprised on how accurate things on the internet can be. Anyway here is what Connor has to wear; high heels (2inches), a black curly wig, a large quantity of make-up (Solange is annoyed Connor will use all of hers), and basically lingerie. To say he is not best pleased would be the understatement of the century. He has been wandering around the house muttering under his breath that "all our noses are a lot safer" with Lucy as a cat. This may be true but I don't want to kiss a cat, did anyone think of fur balls? It would be gross. However she would be a lot easier to lock in a closet if she was a cat. I mentioned this to Sebastian. He just looked at me. I'm not sure whether or not I expected him to speak.
"You do realize don't you Nicholas, that locking Lucy in a closet is how this whole problem started?" Quinn said laughing; he hadn't stopped laughing since he realized what Connor had to wear. Aunt Hyacinth just came out of her room holding something, black and lacy?
"Here" she said handing it to Connor "this is the best we can do" Connor grimaced and went upstairs to get changed. Poor guy, the tasks are definitely getting worse.
When Connor came back downstairs, he was wearing... Lucy's robe? I raised an eyebrow at him; he shrugged and walked out the house. "I'm not being visible in this... monstrosity any longer than I have to be" he said. I laughed, might as well as enjoy the humiliation of my brothers as long as I can before it's my turn.
Lucy POV
I'm sitting again in a room full of vampires and Helios ra agents. And again said vampires are all looking at me like I'm there dinner. Fools, don't they know I've been trained by Helena Drake herself. I could kick their asses. I could.
Sure you could.
Do you doubt me?
No, I doubt the strength of 1 human against over 100 vampires.
Oh yee of little faith.
Isn't it "oh thee"?
I don't know.
Bu you said it.
You just said I said it wrong.
Why must we always fight?
"We"? Were the same person
Isn't the first sign of madness talking to yourself.
NO. It's a sign of genius. The worrying part is that I'm answering back.
...
Maybe Nicholas is right? Maybe I am mad? Spending all that time with him and the rest of the Drake brothers is probably what did it though. Then again seeing as I'm sitting through another one of these vampire meetings does mean I should seriously question my mental health. Why would I sit through this, again? I could easily have got Hunter to film this. Then again I wouldn't see the aftermath, and the camera adds 10 pound how will I know whether or not Connor looks better than Quinn in the outfit? I doubt it though those two (except in personality) are the most, well, identical twins ever.
"What I don't get is " Hunter texted me (vampires can hear whispering) "is why they need another meeting when this one is going over exactly the same thing the last one did" I looked to see her with the same bored expression I'm sure I'm wearing.
"Hear" Hunter whispered handing me a cap.
"No thanks" I muttered pushing it away "it's not really me"
She smirked "Yeah but Marcus and Sebastian are staring right at you it won't be long until the others see you" she whispered. Damn I really don't want to wear that cap. I sighed but put it on my head regardless.
The meeting came to a close and again just before people left, the task to place. Connor was unrecognisable there was that much make-up plastered on his face. He started to sing.
How do you do, I see you've met my faithful handyman
He's just a little brought down because when you knocked
He thought you were the candy man.
Don't get strung out by the way that I look,
Don't judge a book by its cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day,
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
I'm just a Sweet Transvestite from Transsexual, Transylvania.
So let me show you around, maybe play you a sound
You look like you're both pretty groovy
Or if you want something visual that's not too abysmal
We could take in an old Steve Reeves movie.
I'm glad we caught you at home, could we use your phone?
We're both in a bit of a hurry.
We'll just say where we are, then go back to the car
We don't want to be any worry.
So you got caught with a flat, well, how about that?
Well babies, don't you panic.
By the light of the night when it all seems alright
I'll get you a satanic mechanic.
I'm just a Sweet Transvestite from Transsexual, Transylvania.
So why don't you stay for the night? Or maybe a bite?
I could show you my favourite obsession.
I've been making a man with blond hair and a tan
And he's good for relieving my tension
I'm just a Sweet Transvestite from Transsexual, Transylvania.
So come up to the lab. And see what's on the slab.
I see you shiver with antici... pation!
But maybe the rain isn't really to blame
so I'll remove the cause, but not the symptom.
Silence took over the hall, and Connor started to walk away. Can't blame him, although he was pretty good, I'll tell him once I'm miles away from him when he finds out I'm not a cat. The hall erupted into a round of applause. Connor looked shocked. Yes he really was that good.
"Excuse me" a voice shouted. "what is going on?"
"What do you mean?" Liam asked, confused.
"I mean first, the speech and now a Frank-N-Furter impression what's going on?" a voice asked.
"The truth" a different voice said. There were murmurs of agreement through the crowd.
"The truth?" Connor asked. People nodded. "Darth Vader?" he said. "Luke's father" and he walked off. Might have known he'd say something about science fiction.