Chapter 4: Honeymoon p1
The next morning, or rather nighttime, Ericka and Dracula had awaken together the second the light of the moon's rays touched their faces.
Ericka turned to her vampire husband in the luxurious honeymoon bed and smiled at him. "Hello, husband."
"Hello, wife." Dracula flashed a romantic smile as he pulled her closer to him.
They began to exchange kisses to start the new night together as husband and wife, though Dracula wanted to start off with something way kinkier but Ericka wasn't in the mood.
The two of them got dressed in their regular attire and made their way to the hotel's restaurant where the Drac Pack and a few of the humans sat in a line of tables pushed together so they could dine together as a family. Save for the hotel staff, the hotel was much quieter and less crowded since the guests had checked out and left during the day now that Dracula's daughter's 118th birthday celebration and Dracula and Ericka's wedding celebration was over. At first, Ericka was uncomfortable about this, but knew she would get used to it soon enough, plus it meant her new husband and her will have a lot of free time together for a real honeymoon. Mavis had gotten her chance to go out and see the world with Johnny at long last, so why not Dracula with her.
"Good morning, you two love bats." A smug Frank greeted them while wiggling his eyebrows. "Did you sleep well together?"
For a moment, Dracula and Ericka froze in place at Frank's remark. A scowling Eunice wacked her husband's shoulder and told him to shut it. Clearly, she was still angry with the couple for exposing their public display of affection yesterday night. She glanced over in Hank, Alex's direction to make sure he spoke nothing about what happened last night, which he didn't intend to now that he learned his memory had been erased from the night of the party.
"You two really must enjoy loving each other's brains out," Murray laughed. "Cause if I was getting me some of that love making every night, I'd be roaring like a lion too."
Dracula glared darkly at the mummy as he took his seat, warning him to watch what he says. Ericka sat next to her female monster friends, Sam, Helena and their parents on Dracula's right at the head of the table. She tried to ignore their displeased expressions by starting a conversation.
"So, uh, how did you sleep?" Ericka politely, asked.
"We slept good. But that had to be some whoopee you were doing last night, huh?" Cleopatra the female mummy teased her. "Eunice told me what happened when they caught you on the roof. How do you two do it? Is there some sort of aphrodisiac you use that works? Cause if there is I need to get me some for when I want to have kids. Why didn't you tell us you first slept with him before Mavis's party?" Cleopatra continued asking multiple questions while smirking. "How did it go? What was it like as a human to have sex with Dracula? Tell me, tell me! Was he good or was he better than good? C'mon, you have to spill the beans!"
"Uhh... it felt like fireworks... or like a love scene from a Hollywood movie," Ericka answered, nervously.
"It sounds like he can't keep his hands off you," Helena grinned, amusingly.
"It must've been better than that love scene in Twilight," Sam added sarcastically. "I hope you didn't try sucking his manhood yet, or did he lick your pussy first?"
Dracula shot that irritating human man a hard look at those disturbing questions. How could anyone suggest sucking a man's dick or licking a woman's pussy by making it sound exciting. Why would humans suggest these things, or what would be going through his head to say such things? He better not be thinking of using such a thing on Ericka , or else Dracula would drain Simon or Helena of their blood.
Ericka couldn't stop blushing like crazy over their questions. She didn't know where to start answering. "Uh... well..."
But Nick and Marilyn ere the only ones scowling in slight disgust, add to Nicholas voicing their thoughts. "I wish you would keep it down, even in the Honeymoon suit. Eunice is right. The entire hotel can hear you." He aimed Dracula a scorning frown at how he might be too rough on innocent Ericka and he didn't know which was worse; Ericka sleeping with a vampire before marriage or being married to a vampire, much less the infamous Count Dracula.
"As rather loud and... disruptive as I'm sure it got... you're married woman now, Ericka ," Catarina said reasonably. "And you deserve a real honeymoon. Mavis and Johnny are already traveling the world, so why don't you two go somewhere and have fun."
This made Dracula's eyes pop out of his head, almost choking on his blood substitute flavored coffee. "Somewhere different?! As in 'outside' the hotel?" He held up a hand and waved a finger. "No, no, no, no! My place is here at the hotel. We can have fun, right here. Not somewhere different. Right here. At the hotel."
Ericka frowned, but she wasn't too surprised by his reluctance to leave the hotel since he had lived in isolation from the outside world due to the persecution of mankind for more than a century. "Actually, I think Marilyn is right,sis. I want to go somewhere for our honeymoon, but it doesn't have to be on the other side of the globe. It could be some place closer to home. I was thinking the country's capital, Bucharest, because I heard it's amazing and I've never been there."
The Count looked very reluctant than ever to consider it, but Ericka continued, "Besides, you can't hide from the world forever in this hotel, now that you've seen how it's changed so much from the 1800s. You need to see more of it, and I want to show you everything. This is our chance to take the first step as well as starting a new life together."
Dracula still looked unsure on her suggestion, then gave a thoughtful look before he then said in uncertainty, "I can't, and I should never do it, because I need to run the hotel, it will fall apart to pieces without me."
His monster friends, including the humans, groaned loudly in disbelief while some of them face palmed.
"C'mon, Uncle Drac," urged Pedro. "Don't make excuses to keep yourself cooped up in the hotel for the rest of eternity. Get out and live a little."
"Yeah!" Wendy agreed. "Besides, the hotel's empty and dead now, so to speak, so this is a great time for you to take some romantic time off for you and your wife."
"And if you're worried about someone watching the hotel, we'll take care of it for you," Frank assured him. "You know you can count on us."
"We're gonna watch the ho... Oomph!" Wayne looked confused by the idea over taking care of the hotel in Dracula's absence, until Frank elbowed him in the gut. The incredible strength of the blow hurt Wayne but he didn't yelp. "Uh, yeah... we'll take care of your home for you... and your wife..." His voice was strained when he spoke.
Ericka was glad Dracula's friends were volunteering to watch their home, her new home, while they were gone. As she glanced at her human friends, she noticed Nick was still uncomfortable about this. "You alright, Nick ?"
Nick's eyes focused intently on her with deep concern. "This hotel... is a new home... for you... are you sure you want to live with monsters?"
Ericka realized he was referring to the monster hotel as a new home for her, which he didn't seem to approve of as he was super wary as a result of growing up in a family raised to hate monsters. "Nick, it's not so different from the inn at the village, except it's bigger and full of friendly monsters, but aside from the staff I have a husband and stepdaughter to love and care for."
Sam, Helena and Marilyn also felt uncomfortable about her living in a castle filled with monsters, but decided to let it go for her Ericka's sake. Marilyn glanced in her brother's direction and nodded her head at him to convince the stubborn older man that this is what Ericka wanted when she married into a family of vampires so they must accept it.
Everyone was still begging and pleading and convincing Dracula to go for the Bucharest honeymoon. He tried to remain firm and refuse their request, but he realized he was immediately outnumbered. He was still unwilling to leave his home, but when he glanced over at Ericka's hopeful expression that he changed his mind and go with her, he slumped back in his chair to admit defeat. "Fine! I'll do it."
Everyone cheered at his decision. Dracula sighed, he only agreed to it so it would keep Ericka happy. Anything he would do to keep Mavis happy, he would do the same to keep Ericka happy.
Ericka placed a comforting hand over his own. "I promise you the hotel will be fine for a couple of weeks without you, and we're gonna have the best time of our lives."
"A couple of weeks?!" Dracula blurted out in surprise.
Ericka rolled her eyes and tried to reassure him, "Alright, one week. But I want to make sure it's the best week we have alone together."
Dracula heard her strong emphasis on the word alone and he a big goofy smile spread across his long face. Some of the monsters and humans grinned knowingly at this while the others shook their heads.
For the rest of the night, the newlyweds spent it getting ready and packing whatever they would need and thought they would need. The zombie bellhops struggled to lift the luggage into the back of the hearse, but with assistance from Frank or Murray, the luggage was placed safely in the back seat. Being the ever overbearing perfectionist and stick in the mud he still is, Dracula left his friends an extremely detailed list of how to run his hotel and to keep it just the way he wanted with very high standards.
"Are you sure we need all this, Drac?" Wayne asked doubtfully while he looked over the list.
The vampire, now wearing a black jacket with a dark gray undershirt with more casual black pants and dark shoes, glared at Wayne as he said firmly, "You need to be sure housekeeping don't sweep away the decorative spiders webs the decoration comity worked on, and don't let the zombies get all lazy daisy. And I don't want the pups destroying everything in their path!"
Wayne felt insulted at this remark, but the vampire looked back at the werewolf with a hard glare. "I don't want a single cob web out of place, or a single room key misplaced while we're gone," he instructed firmly, and his friends nodded in annoyance.
Ericka rolled her eyes at him, and then she turned back to her own family to hug or kiss them goodbye. She embraced her female monster friends and Simon goodbye, with the promise of sending photos or video messages to them by his phone. Sam didn't say a word, probably wary about her honeymooning with a vampire, so he shook Ericka's hand and nodded, trying to appear happy for her.
When it came to Marilyn , she gave the young woman a big hug. "This must be exciting for you! You're spending your honeymoon in Bucharest. I heard the beach is lovely in the sunset and the dining is exquisite." Ericka felt like she was a mother smothering her in front of her friends and it felt dreadfully embarrassing.
As for Nick , he threw his arms around Ericka in an affectionate fatherly embrace. "Please be safe. We love you," he whispered, and just like Dracula was when Mavis departed, he was on the verge on tears.
"I love you too." Ericka returned the hug with equal affection. "And I'll be alright." After separating from the hug, Ericka was pulled aside by Eunice.
"You screw him hard, you hear me?" she advised in a whisper. "No matter how many times in a day you do it, I know you'll screw his brains out."
"And Drac was already worried about monsters having humans cut their heads off to put candy in them," Ericka joked with a chuckle. With his enhanced hearing, Dracula heard what she said and whirled his head around to glower at her.
Not paying attention to his glowering, Ericka took his arm and dragged him to the hearse. "Let's go, Honey! I think you're just trying to use this as an excuse to delay our trip. Everything's going to be fine."
The vampire sighed with a groan as he conceded and got into the hearse with a zombie driver and with Ericka . Pretty soon, they were on their way to the village's train station. The Drac Pack and the humans waved goodbye and wishing them a great time. Dracula stared out the window; the view of the hotel disappearing from his sight as they drove across the long bridge, drove through the darkness of the tunnel and entered the haunted forest.
"Drac, I promise everything's going to be fine. You know you can count on your friends to take care of the hotel. It'll be there when we get back in a week." Ericka tried to console him. "Just think about the good times we're going to have. I'm going to show you how amazing it can be and we'll discover new things together."
The Count looked at her and gave her a little smile. He held her hand, trying to enjoy the ride to the train station.
A short time later, the hearse made it to the train station. Dracula's eyes widened at what he saw; the train station was huge and dozens of people walked through or dashed past them, not even giving the man in black a second glance, and the locomotives were far different than what he remembered seeing more than a hundred years ago, larger and sleeker and easily held more people and allowed easier access.
"Those are trains?" he asked his human wife in surprise. "They look like giant metal snakes with big black eyes."
Ericka giggled at this funny comparison. "Let me guess, the last kind of train you saw was the old smoke spewing, coal burning steam locomotive type right. Chugga-chugga-chugga, whoo-wooo!" She pulled her fist down like she was pulling a train whistle, and Dracula gave her a weird look. "They're still around; they're just not as common as these here. And besides, most people fly in planes these days."
"Don't remind me," he groaned.
They stood in front of a train car and waited to board, which wasn't very long when the sleek windowed doors opened with a faint hiss. For a moment, Dracula thought humans had magically trapped a real snake due to the hiss. He asked Ericka if there was a real snake inside, but she laughed and dismissed his thoughts. She stepped inside the car, taking her wary vampire husband with her by the hand.
They were shown to their first class private cabin by one of the train attendants after having their tickets scanned by a thing Dracula thought looked like Johnny's soul stealing device. The cabin they were shown further surprised the vampire, for it looked like it would rival, or even outclass, any first class room at his hotel. Not only was there a bed in one corner big enough for two with a wide black mirror of some kind over it, but a table bolted to the floor with a weird socket near it Ericka said was for something call Wee-Fee or Wi-Fi, a closet with small drawers for their clothes, and even a private bathroom with a shower big enough for two.
Ericka looked at her husband and chuckled at his open mouthed and wide eyed expression. She pulled him inside and asked teasingly, "Do you like it? And it's all ours for the ride to Bucharest until we get there tomorrow."
Dracula said nothing. He was speechless. Quickly, Ericka took a picture of his reaction and emailed it to Mavis and Johnny.
Soon, the train let out a deep bellowing whistle to signal it was time to leave. The train gave a jolt as it started its journey. The sudden jolt caused Dracula to fall to the side while Ericka managed to hold on to the table.
"You alright, sweetheart?" she asked.
"Ugh. I hate trains," he grumbled.
The two newlyweds set their luggage in a corner near the closet. Ericka threw off her shoes as she flopped on the comfy bed. An enthusiastic Dracula joined her as he wrapped his arms around his beloved wife. They snuggled for a short time, dueling each other in a tongue kiss battle, until Ericka separated to take a break.
"I've never been to Bucharest. I've never been anywhere, actually, on account of my dad you know," she told him. "He never even took me on a camping trip since we first met in the woods, except when he married my stepmother he took us to Disneyland Paris cause she got us the prize money for the trip. So I can't tell you how excited I am to be traveling to some place new. And best of all I get to share it with the man I love."
"I haven't felt like traveling since Martha was killed," Dracula explained sadly. "So I'm still unsure about this honeymoon, Ericka ."
"You've been to Hawaii, Drac. That's like the other side of the world. We're barely going across the country right now."
"I know, I know," he groaned. "So that's why I trust you with everything we do on this trip because you're more accustomed to things I have never seen since I shut myself away from the world."
"Good, cause there's not much to do at night, so we'll have to do as much as possible during the day." Ericka noticed the horror on his face, but she assured him calmly, "Don't worry, I've thought of that. I know you told me how you literally got burned the other day, so I got something I hope will help you avoid problems with the sun."
Ericka climbed out of the bed and out of Dracula's arms, to his chagrin, and pulled something out of one of their bags; a yellow tube of some kind, and Dracula stared at it in confusion.
"Sunscreen!" Ericka explained to him what is was. "Humans who spend a lot of time in the sun put this on their skin to protect them from sunburns. It doesn't always work, but it should help. Plus you can wear a big hat and some sunglasses, or cover yourself head to toe in this stuff and you can go out in the daytime without getting burning by the sun."
Dracula looked unsure about that, but he was going to trust his human wife's judgement because she knew a lot about the modern human world than he did and he smiled at her.
"Relax, Drac," she continued. "I asked Sam to buy the strongest brand he could find, and this stuff should work."
Suddenly, Ericka felt herself being pulled towards him as blue mist surrounded her body. In the process, she dropped the sunscreen tube to the floor. She didn't know what was happening until she found herself back in the bed with Dracula.
"I am deeply grateful for what you're trying to do, my dearest bride," he purred seductively. "But we can chat about all that sunscreen stuff later. Right now, I have something else in mind."
He began to kiss her deeply, but Ericka pulled away from him saying, "We'll have plenty of time for more sex later. Why don't I show you how to work the IPhone and then enjoy listening to some music?"
She held up a thin black box with earplugs similar to Johnny's own black box. Dracula gasped sharply and held Ericka's hand down begging, "No, don't! Johnny used the same thing on me and it nearly took my soul!"
Ericka giggled as she remembered watching Dracula's reaction to his first time using earplugs and hearing unfamiliar rock music. "Drac, this isn't going to steal your soul, it's just music, only different to what you heard back in your time. We'll listen to something else, although I think 'I'm Sexy and I know It' fits you pretty well because you are sexy." She stroked up his chest with her fingertip and flicked at his long chin. His eyes widened and he made a silly smile.
When she pressed her finger on a red message symbol, Dracula felt the questions beginning to form in his mind at once. Ericka pressed on the name 'Sam' and started typing in small letters that read 'On the train to Bucharest' and touched a send button. A few seconds afterward, there was a bell chiming sound that came from the black box and another message appeared. It said 'Great!'
"What sorcery is this?" Dracula questioned, curiously yet warily staring at the device's powers.
"It's not sorcery, silly. It's called texting," Ericka explained, trying to cease giggling. "It's like writing a letter to your friends or family, but through technology it's much faster than waiting for days to hear back from them. I just sent Simon a text message that we're on the train heading for Bucharest and he texted me back to let me know he got it. But, you can also use this as a phone, like a telephone, to call people." She got on to the next part of the lesson. "Now, this app here is called Facebook."
"Who's an app?"
"Not a 'who,' a 'what.' It's a computer program designed to run on a mobile device like a phone or a tablet..." She could see the confusion in Dracula's eyes that he didn't understand a word she said. "Uh, maybe I'll explain the computer thing some other time."
"And when you said Facebook, I was expecting a book of faces," Dracula added.
Ericka snickered but had to restrain herself even though she found Dracula's misconception amusing. "Facebook is a social website that makes it easy for you to connect and share with your family and friends online when they're far away. You can also post a picture or video for everyone around the world to see, and type in comments on your opinion of the video or picture."
"That's insane, man. It's like voodoo stuff." Dracula scratched his head baffled. "This is all so much for me to take in, but I don't want to waste time talking about how this thing works." He placed the phone down and leaned in towards her face. "I want some romantic alone time with my wife."
She scrolled through her playlist on her MP3 player and found what she thought was a good song for them to enjoy together, and placed one of the earplugs into his ear and they laid together listening to the song 'In Her Eyes' by Josh Groban. Dracula smiled as he actually liked the sound of this music far better than what Johnny first showed him. The lyrics of the song reminded him of himself because in Ericka's eyes she believed him to be a hero an angel, while he knew in his dark past centuries ago that he was nothing but a man trying to find love, but for selfish reasons until he saw the error of his ways. He felt relaxed as he cuddled his wife for a short time. But as the song progressed more, he was getting turned on again. He moved closer to Ericka and kissed her, and she returned it with equal intensity. Near the end of the song, they were making out with strong passion as they held each other, stroking and rubbing each other's hair or backs for a time. But when they rolled across the bed, Dracula's back struck the wall and the vibrations made the TV remote fall onto the bed and under his back to turn on the flat screen TV.
"And in other news, the president was pleased to announce yesterday..." came a human man's image and voice from the TV screen.
"What the hell?!" Dracula blurted out as he broke their kissing and glared angrily at the human on the TV. "Who does that guy think he is?! I'll destroy him for intruding on our..."
"Drac, calm down!" Ericka scolded him. "It's only the newsman on TV, and he can't see us. He's in a completely different place."
Dracula's angry face softened excepted he frowned doubtfully as he examined the flat TV screen. "This flat black window is a TV? No, it can't be. The televisions back at my hotel are different. He has to be looking in at us, spying on us through this window or magic mirror of some kind," he said with agitation.
"Or one of us must've laid on the remote," she said reasonably when she found it under Dracula. "Honey, that black window is what televisions look like today."
"Are you sure, Ericka ?" he asked doubtfully. "Because if that guy's watching us, I will suck his blood until he looks like a deflated whoopee cushion."
Ericka giggled at his empty threat. "I'm sure, Drac. Watch this." She took the remote and pressed a button, and the channel changed from the newsman to an image of humans doing foolish and comedic things to cartoony sound effects. "Oh, wow!" Ericka cheered when she recognized it as an old episode of America's Funniest Home Videos. "I used to watch this show with my family on weekends. It's hilarious!"
But Dracula gasped at the sudden change of the channel. His eyes widened in amazement as he touched the screen. "What sorcery is this?" he gasped. "That's some crazy magic, man."
Ericka laughed again. "Somehow your naiveté is both funny and refreshing, Drac, my love."
He aimed her a hard look with another raised eyebrow, but she kept smiling as she pulled him back down on the bed beside her and encouraged him to watch AFV with her for the first time. Dracula was still unsure about this 'magic mirror' and this human TV show he wasn't familiar with, but then he started to enjoy AFV and saw how ridiculous and hilarious this show was and the outrageous things humans did for money, laughing loudly at the comedic, if often unintended, slapstick.
When AFV had ended, there was another show Ericka used to enjoy was about to start, called 'Bewitched.' It was an episode about Samantha humiliating Sheila at dinner. They enjoyed the episode for a short time when there was a knock at their cabin door, and Dracula answered with an annoyed frown to see it was the train conductor.
"What do you want?" the vampire demanded.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Lubov, but could you and your wife please keep things down now, as other passengers are trying to sleep now," the conductor responded politely.
Dracula groaned in understanding, "Fine."
With a tip of his hat, the conductor wished Dracula a good evening and walked away down the train's hall of first class cabins. Right after the vampire locked the cabin door, he remembered the conductor had called him 'Mr. Lubov' but why did he do that? And why would he believe they should be going to sleep at night when he only sleeps in the day? He turned to Ericka, asking, "Why did the conductor call me Mr. Lubov, and why does he assume we're going to sleep now?"
"Oh, uh…" Ericka stammered before she answered him. "I registered us under your late wife's maiden name, if you don't mind. You have a lot fans around the world and I just want to travel in privacy for our time alone together, you know, to avoid paparazzi or mobbing fans. Plus, we will have to do things during the day and sleep at night like average humans."
Dracula quirked an eyebrow in more annoyance at having to change his night and day routine, but he decided she had a point. An idea came to him on what they should do before turning in for the night. He rapidly removed his sweater, then his shirt and undershirt, and got back into bed with her as he said teasingly, "Well, before we really go to sleep, there's one thing we have to do first."
Ericka started to feel giddy, loving the way his raspy voice thickened with lust again. She quickly removed her shirt, then off came the skirt, and she tore off her bra afterwards. Dracula placed himself on top of her and began kissing her deeply, and it became another ferocious make out between them. His groin pressed against hers and he grinded himself against her, to prepare himself for what he wanted. Separating, he began kissing and nibbling each breast gently. Dracula heard a moan escape from Ericka's lips while he did this. She could feel him becoming harder beneath his pants as well as feeling her crotch getting wetter by the minute. She whispered in his ear that it was time.
They quickly discarded their underwear on the floor. Once more Dracula lowered himself on top of Ericka , feeling her warm body touch his own cold body. He playfully kissed her neck and right then slipped inside her. She moaned in pleasure, her long legs wrapped around his tush to guide him deeper into her and they began their usual erotic lovemaking. Dracula withdrew and pushed his dick in and out of her when his pace increased, igniting their bodies in another lustful frenzy. Even though the vampire tried to keep better control of his ancient impulses, knowing where they were and wanting to keep himself from hurting Ericka by accident again. Though his desire and hunger for his beautiful human wife never wavered, nor hers for him.
"Ohh, God! Drac, ahhhh!" she groaned while gasping. "More... harder... please, go harder!"
"Ohhh, Sexy Fang!" he groaned in ecstasy with a wicked smile as his eyes were glowing red. He thrusted really hard into her at an increased pace when they felt the oncoming surge of a climax.
"Ohh, crap!" Ericka yelled, "Ohhh, love me, Dracula... LOVE ME!"
"Ohh, Ericka ! Oh, God... ERICKAAA!" he cried, complying to her demands as he pounded into her, the pressure building and torturing their bodies trying to bring about the release they so desired and longed for. "Ohhh, Holy raaabies! Holy Rabies! Ohhh, Erickaaaa!"
At last came the explosion when Dracula's manly seed traveled through her cunt and Ericka's womanly orgasm pushed her over the edge as both of them screamed of wild sexual pleasure in their shared orgasm finale, while the train whistle blurred out their screams.
Sleeping passengers in other nearby first class cabins heard them and momentarily got annoyed before trying to go back to sleep, hoping that would be the last time they heard the couple. One elderly couple only two cabins away had been awakened by Dracula's screaming obscenity.
"Horace, did you hear that?" asked the worried wife.
"It's nothing, Edwina," her groggy husband reassured her. "Just a pair of newlyweds on their honeymoon. You remember how we were that young? Now go back to sleep."
Dracula and Ericka felt their bodies shiver from the tide of blissful erotic pleasure that steadily ebbed. Dracula felt his arms shake as he tried to hold himself up from collapsing on top of Ericka , which he did, and took deep breaths to match Ericka's panting, both of them invigorated but spent for now.
"Wow," she gasped. "Not bad, Batboy."
"'Not bad'?" he repeated, insulted.
"I'm kidding, sweetheart. That was amazing. You never cease to impress me," she said smiling big at him.
"Again?" he asked hopefully, his eyes blazing red.
"We should get some sleep, we'll be there before you know it," Ericka turned him down reasonably.
As Dracula frowned in disappointment, he reluctantly pulled out of her. "I hope we can use one of these days on our honeymoon for nothing but a full day of sex, and then I'll be the happiest vampire in the world."
Ericka looked at him amusingly, and then an idea came to her. "I'll have to find a hard copy of the Kama Sutra if you're that eager."
"The comma what?" Dracula repeated, his eyebrow raised.
"Trust me, I think it's something you'll really like." Ericka turned out the cabin light, and fell asleep alongside her usually night time person of a husband.
The night past by and Ericka woke up pretty refreshed as the small vibration from the train tracks had rocked her to sleep. Dracula seemed to snore lightly beside her, and she took a chance to peak through the window curtain to see the sunlight peek through as the dawn brightened the new day.
She parted the curtains open a bit, trying to be sure no sunlight hit her husband in the face to burn him, and she saw the magnificent country side passing by fast as the train continued on its journey to Bucharest. She got up further to get a better view and her bosoms escaped the blanket, awaking her vampire husband. When he saw her move toward the window, his eyes widened in worry.
"Ericka , what are you doing?" he cried as he pulled her back into the bed. "Someone will see you!"
Ericka shook her head and told him, "Drac, the train's moving really fast and the window is heavily tinted; no one's going to see me naked."
"I don't care!" Dracula exclaimed. "Only I can see your glorious naked body."
Ericka blushed at how the Count Dracula claimed only he can have her and gaze upon her nudity. She got under the covers and began snuggling him while he began kissing her. He was about to get kinky again when his kisses became tense before she heard her stomach calling for food.
They got up and redressed in the clothing they had thrown to the floor. Ericka decided to try the dining car for breakfast. Dracula was reluctant about eating human foods, but he was forced to come along. They found a nice table that was well lit but far out of real sunlight for Dracula, and still had a nice view of the rapidly passing countryside. Ericka ordered them breakfast while Dracula was unsure of what to eat or try.
Ericka had a feeling Dracula had felt like a fish out of water, similar to how she and Johnny felt when they first found the hotel, but she decided to order a simple breakfast of eggs, sausages, toast, bananas and orange juice with their coffee. Dracula secretly poured a bit of his blood substitute in his coffee. He tried the eggs and a banana for the first time in his very long lifetime and surprisingly found he liked the sweet tastes of eggs and fruits.
The newlyweds enjoyed their breakfast and enjoyed watching the lovely scenery pass them by through the window. The conductor spoke through the intercom that the train will be arriving at their destination in about five minutes. Rushing back to their cabin, Dracula and Ericka quickly gathered their luggage and their belongings, just as the train was pulling in to the Bucharest train station. After exiting the train, the couple passed through the train station while Dracula was taken aback by how different everything was from how he remembered and the subtle similarities to the other town's station, but this station was much bigger and fancier.
Ericka had to pull his arm whenever he stopped every now and then to stare in fascination at a fast food pit stop, a drink machine, a Pharmacy, an accessory shop and other things. Ericka thought maybe he had a little of his daughter's blooming curiosity about the outside world after all. They made their way up the staircase and walked outside into the sunshine, except Dracula feared about going into the sun and hid within the shadows. Luckily, Ericka pulled out a large sunhat from her suitcase for him to wear. When placed upon his head, Dracula frowned at how huge it was and noticed a few people chuckling at how he looked in that hat. Nevertheless, it kept him safe from the sun.
Ericka waved her hand out in front of the street to get a cab's attention. For a moment, Dracula feared she might fall into the street and get run over by a car. But a cab pulled over to the side for them and the driver helped them put their luggage in the trunk, then the couple boarded the cab and Ericka paid the driver while telling him where they needed to go and the cab immediately started driving them to destination. Dracula stared wide eyed out the cab window at all the eclectic mixed buildings and streets that made up the country's capital and it's strange old world beauty and more modern architecture. Once or twice he winced since he didn't notice his arm get into sunlight and he had to pull away.
A few minutes later, the cab made it to their new home away from home; the Radission Blu Hotel. Dracula was surprised at how different it looked from his own hotel, not to mention he wanted to stay at the Crystal Palace due to its old fashioned lobby, bedroom and dining so as to feel comfortable in an area he was familiar with. But Ericka had put her foot down and made it clear they were staying at the Radission Blu Hotel. After paying the cab driver, the couple took their luggage and entered the hotel's main lobby. Dracula's jaw fell open at this beautiful lobby before him. They checked in at the front counter, and for a moment the desk clerk eyed Dracula a strange look like he might have recognized the vampire but Dracula ignored him.
The couple took the elevator to their room, the Honeymoon suit, which was like a moderate studio room bathed in warm gold and magenta lights with a bed big enough for two, lit in sweet-scented candles was a large heart shaped tub in a far corner, and it was roomier than their first class luxury cabin on the train. Ericka closed the curtains on the large window as the sun got higher in the sky and strong sunbeams bathed through. They took their clothes out of their suitcases and placed them in drawers. Once finished, Dracula locked the door, thinking it also meant something else. He smirked as he embraced his wife, but Ericka gently pushed him away.
"There will be time for sex later, there's so much I want to do first," she told him.
Dracula groaned in disappointment. "Like what? What could be better than our time together alone? Even I can see this room begs for it, because it was obviously made for it."
Ericka held up a pamphlet for a nearby water park in the city and gave a big smile. Dracula looked through the pamphlet and frowned worriedly.
"Precious, this 'water park' or whatever the hell that's supposed to be..." he added in a scared tone, "...is outside. In the sun."
Ericka understood his concern yet tried to reassure him. "Drac, I showed you the sunscreen I brought with us, it will keep you safe. And if we run out there's drug stores all over the city and I can buy more, plus you got your sunhat to protect you. Oh! And you'll need these sunglasses to keep your eyes safe." She pulled out a glasses case to reveal black sunglasses big enough for him to wear. "And it's still pretty warm too, so this is a perfect day for us to go out and have some fun. Besides, I haven't seen you in swim trunks yet, and I know you'll want to see me in my bikini again."
Her flirtatious encouragement greatly raised his spirits and he seemed convinced to go.
"Alright, alright," he groaned, grinning as he loosened his shirt collar from feeling a bit too warm all of a sudden. "Maybe it will be fun." But Dracula suddenly got a look of sheer terror on his face. "Wait! I have to check on my hotel! I've already been away too long, what if something's already gone wrong and I'm not there to fix it?!"
He almost got into full panic mode, until Ericka calmly got out her smartphone. "Darling, calm down! We haven't even been gone a full day yet, so let's give them a call and get a check up on everyone real quick, okay? Then the rest of the trip is going to be just about us and nothing else, capiche?" She dialed her friend's phone number and Sam's face appeared on the screen.
"Whoa!" Dracula gasped in astonishment. "What magic is this? How did she get in your magic IPhone?"
"It's how my phone works," Ericka explained. "This is called video chat, it's a way to talk to each other and still see each other. Hi Simon, hey guys."
"Hi Erica ," Sam greeted, and moved his phone around so everyone could say hello to the newlyweds. Dracula's eyes widened at seeing all his friends, and the background of the hotel, waving to him from so far away. He numbly waved back to them. "How's your trip so far? I told them you texted me that you were on the train last night. Oh, and if your asking why my dad isn't here to chat, he's busy taking a shower since the zombies accidently slipped and tossed a tray of rotten eggs on him. He got mom to get in the shower with him for... you know..." He blushed and refused to finish the event that occurred between his parents.
"We recently arrived in Bucharest and we're staying at the Radission Blu Hotel," explained Ericka . "But Drac wanted to check up on things real quick, you know, because he's never been outside the hotel than the forest or cemetery."
She held her phone to Dracula and he was unsure of what to do or say at first, but then he seemed to exaggerate his movements and shout a bit too loudly.
"Hello, everybody!" he waved almost like a maniac into the phone, gesturing wildly with his arms. "We are in Bucharest, in a honeymoon suit room." Ericka couldn't hold back her laughter, as Dracula continued shouting, "How is everything at my hotel? Is everything okay?!"
"Everything is fine, Drac," Frank responded, giving him a big thumbs up.
"Yeah, everything here is A-Okay," Murray added enthusiastically.
"Alright, now Drac and I are going to the water park. Tell Helena, Nick and Marilyn said hello. Bye!" Ericka turned off the phone after everyone said bye. Dracula waved his hand in exaggeration until Ericka disconnected, causing everyone to disappear.
"Where did they go?" he asked concerned. "Are they okay?"
"Yes," groaned Ericka , while smiling. "They're all still at the hotel. You see? Everything is going to be fine, now let's go have a good time."
Ericka gathered up their swimming things and whatever they needed for the water park. Once leaving the RBH, she called for another cab to take them to the water park. Not surprisingly, Dracula wasn't looking forward to it but he had to try for Ericka's sake.