Okay, I wasn't planning on writing this story today, but I guess I am...Hope you enjoy
Disclaim: I Do NOT Own Hotel Transylvania...I only own Margaret
Chapter 7
Margaret sat outside Mavis' bedroom door. She wasn't waiting for Mavis, she was waiting for Dracula. She knew that he had gone after Mavis. He was going to screw up in anyway to change Mavis' mind about leaving the hotel.
She heard the sound of a bat flapping its wings. She hid behind a corner in the hallway.
She looked and saw a bat transform into Dracula. She moved from her hiding place. Dracula was about to knock on Mavis' door.
"Where've you been, Drac?"
He jumped a few feet in the air and turned. He placed a hand over his heart.
"Margaret, you about scared me back to life."
"You didn't answer my question."
"I'm sorry. What was your question?"
"Where have you been?"
"Margaret, have you been losing weight? You look so thin."
"Dracula, I'm serious. Where did you go?"
He shook his head.
"Doing my best to protect Mavis."
She shook her head.
"Drac, I know you love Mavis just as much as I do, but you can't keep her from living her life."
"You and I promised Martha that we would protect her. Anthony would want you to keep your promise."
Margaret's mouth dropped in horror. She couldn't believe that Dracula brought Anthony in their conversation. A look of horror overcame Dracula's face. He knew that Margaret didn't like him bringing up Anthony. Any time!
Margaret bit down on her lower lip and looked away from Dracula. She shook her head; she felt her eyes prickling with tears.
"I can't believe you said that Drac."
He shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Margaret. I didn't mean to bring Anthony in this."
"But, you did!"
She stormed off leaving him alone. Drac and every single one of her friends knew to never bring Anthony up.
Mavis heard the conversation from her room. She heard her uncle's name brought up. Mavis learned to NEVER bring up her Uncle Anthony's name around her Aunt Margaret. She heard the sound of her aunt storm off.
Mavis walked out of her room. She saw her father standing near her door.
"Dad,"
He looked at her.
"Mavey,"
"Dad, what did you say to Aunt Marg?"
"Mavey, I...I didn't..."
"Why did you bring up Uncle Anthony? You know she hates it when you bring him up!"
Mavis left to go check on her aunt, before her father could say anything.
Mavis came up to her aunt's bedroom door.
"Auntie Marg,"
"Come in, sweet fangs."
Mavis opened the door and looked inside. She saw her aunt sitting on the window seat looking out into the night.
"Auntie,"
Margaret looked away from the window to her niece.
"What is it, sweet fangs?"
"I just wanted to check on you."
Margaret's face pulled up into a smile.
"That's sweet, baby claws. But, I'm fine."
Mavis knew that her aunt was lying. Margaret was great at hiding her hurt. Mavis walked over to her aunt. She sat on the window seat, before looking out into the night.
"What were you thinking about?"
Margaret shook her head and looked out into the night.
"The night that your uncle and I met."
Mavis looked from the window to her aunt. Margaret didn't look at her niece, because she was busy looking out into the night.
"I was flying in the night, looking for your mother. She would always fly away and not tell anyone where she was going. That's when I met your uncle. We crashed into each other. I was about to fall into the ocean, until he caught me. I looked at him and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. I loved the way the moonlight shined off his eyes. I knew right then and there that I had found my one true love."
Mavis felt her heart break for her aunt. Her aunt was so in love with her uncle. Mavis didn't bother to ask her aunt what happened to her uncle, because she knew it would only bring tears to her aunt's eyes.
Mavis moved toward her aunt. She sat on her aunt's lap like she was a little child again.
"I'll always be here for you auntie."
Margaret smiled and held her little baby to her chest.
"I know, sweet fangs."
Well, there's a little bit of Margaret's past...anyway, hope you enjoyed and if you did please review
thanks(: