Johnny came in with a brown bag. It was Mavis's time of the month and she was bedridden with cramps. She asked Johnny to get her some period supplies. At first he was hesitant. But he could see that his zing was in bad shape. So he relented. He came back and set the bag down. I got you both pads and tampons. I didn't know what you wanted. Oh and two of your favorite chocolate bars. "What did I do to deserve you?" she said. She sat up for a hug then lied back down again. Her cramps were exudating.
She wanted to get up and go on that date that she and Johnny wanted to go on. But at the last second her period came and ruined everything. "I'm sorry," she said. "I want to go on that date". "No sweetie", he replied. "You can't control this, Just rest and feel better." "There is always tomorrow." Mavis loathed her period. She remembered when she first had it. Since her mother Martha was dead, all the stuff her mother would have done landed on her father Dracula, Like getting her first bra. Boy did he hate that. "Hey honey, did I ever tell you about my first period story?" "No," he said. "Well can I tell you now?" "I have nothing to distract me with and well, I need not think about the pain." "Sure," he said. "Well it all started when we moved to the hotel,"
I was 115 at the time and I had just woken up. I remember I had just had the most wonderful dream about my mother. Or what I imagine her to be like. I got out of bed to use the bathroom. My dad's room has a private bathroom, but my room is just another hotel room. So I had to go use the public one. My stomach was hurting so I thought I was gonna puke. But when I pulled my pants down and I saw blood I was terrified. To be completely honest I thought I was gonna die.
"Really?" said Johnny interrupting the story. "I'm so sorry, what happened?" Mavis was surprised to see him so invested in her story. Well, I rolled up some toilet paper in my underwear and washed my hands. Then I turned into a bat to fly to my room. I didn't know this at the time but, as I was walking to the bathroom other guests saw the blood stain on my pants and told Dracula as they knew he was my father.
I bet he was shocked to hear that. "Hey, do you think he knew what it was or was he just as shocked as you?" "What do you think?" She asked. I'm sure he knew because he was married to my mother for a number of years before she died. But I'm sure he was shocked to hear the news. "I can imagine," said johnny.
anyway I made it to my room and I panicked. I legit thought I was gonna die. I felt horrible. My dad already lost my mother and I couldn't imagine him losing me too. So I lay on my bed and cried. I hurt so badly. I didn't know what to say to my father, Hey dad, I'm bleeding to death and you're gonna be all alone for the next ever? I just wanted it to be over already. Death was sure taking its sweet time coming. Luckily it was at this moment that Dad knocked on the door.
"Mavie, may I come In?" "Sure," she said. Dracula came in to see Mavis on her bed in tears. "Oh Mavis," he said. "I'm dying," she said. "Oh Mavis you're not dying." "But when I went to the bathroom there was blood, how am I not dying?" Dracula sighed how was he going to tell her about periods and menstruation. With Martha it was easy. All he had to do was be there for her and get her stuff if she was bedridden. But to explain it? He knew this day was coming, but for it to be so soon?
"Mavis you're just growing up, becoming a woman." "What do you mean?" He swallowed. Well for a week every month, your uterus is going to shed its lining. "What lining?" "Well, every month your ovaries release an unfertilized egg." "Like the ones in the kitchen?" "No, like really really small balls." "These eggs are used to make kids when you're ready." "You're not ready yet are you?" "No!!! Gosh dad, eww." "Oh thank goodness."
"Anyways, that egg sticks to a special lining called the endometrium, but if you decide not to have kids, your lining sheds and it leaves through the genitals." "And that is what is happening to you." "You mean this is normal?" "Yes, now let me help you." "After that he helped me by cleaning my sheets and getting clean clothes," "Not to mention teaching me how to use period supplies." "And of course since it was my first time I used pads, but now I prefer Tampons." "Eventually I was able to handle it on my own."
"Wow, that was a great story, thanks." "Why are you so invested in a period story?" "Well because you're my zing, I'll do anything for you." "Thanks." "Wow, look at the time." A good hour had passed. "Time passes fast when you're focusing on something else."
"True," she said. It was then when Dracula knocked on the door. "Mavis, may I come in?" Even though his daughter was 118 now he still wanted to check in with her every now and then.
Though he was nervous about Mavis having kids. He would love to be a grandpa but Mavis doing " it" with Johnny wasn't one of his favorite thoughts. She is only 118 after all, maybe he would allow it when she is 125.
"Yes dad." He opened the door to see Mavis in bed and Johnny by her side. He had heard that Johnny had gone to the store to get some period supplies. That was the true mark of a man. Able to get his zing what she needed. "Hi Mavis, how are you doing?" "I'm ok thanks."
Johnny walked up to him and asked. "How do you do it?" "You know telling her about her period and helping her, it isn't easy." "The same reason you do. I care for her. She is my Mavie Wavie after all."