Reader's POV
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF RAINBOW DOITSU POTATOES BUTTS-"
"Uh, I-"
"AM I IN A MOVIE 'CAUSE THIS IS SO TYPICAL-"
"Excuse m-"
"I WAS JUST ABOUT TO WALK BACK HOME FROM BUYING ICE-CREAM IN A DARK NIGHT ALONE AND A VAMPIRE-"
"Would you-"
"BUT AT LEAST YOU'RE NOT AS SPARKLY AS EDWARD CULLEN-"
"I'M HERE TO DRINK YOUR BLOOD. I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS," He raised his hands with a 'I'm so done' face.
. . . .
Nothing could go wrong, eating a bowl of chocolate ice cream while watching the city glistening from the balcony-
"Hey, you!"
"WHAT DA HILL. CAN'T YOU SEE I'M EATING MY ICE CREA- oh you're familiar," I said, staring at the man's face. "Oh, you're Mr. Vampire Dude!"
"You're not scared of me? Of these? In your veins?" he said, pointing at his two sharp fangs. "I'm gonna bite ya,"
"Me? Scared? You're more like Count Dracula from Hotel Transylvania to me, bleh bleh bleh,"
"I don't think we ever say 'bleh bleh bleh'. I'll have to agree what that animated character says is true," he crossed his arms. "Bleh bleh bleh," he muttered.
I shrugged, trying to change the topic. "Want ice-cream?" I offered. Ice-creams make everything better. 'Cause they're ice-creams.
"What flavour?"
"Chocolate," I answered simply. That way, he will forget about drinking my blood thingy from my veins.
"Cool! I want some!" he grinned childishly. He was about to take a bite but froze. He shoved the ice-cream bowl to me and crossed his arms back. "I know what you're planning,"
"I'm sorry, I'm confused," I cocked an eyebrow.
"You might be putting something in that evil bowl. You might put something that would make my tongue burn, or stuff,"
"Wow and I thought vampires were the ones who think we humans are so weird," I rolled my eyes.
"Wait, I'm suppose to take your blood here!"
"Can I finish my ice-cream first?"
. . . .
"I've come to-"
"Mr. Vampire Dude. Can't you just drink from somewhere else? Or is my blood so freaking special to ya?"
"Stop cutting me off! It's irritating, human!"
"Then go to someone else who won't cut you off!"
He groaned. "I came here hundreds of times but you just- I can't even-"
"Actually, you came here six times,"
"Feels like hundreds!" he snapped. "And there you go again cutting me off,"
"Well, who told you to come here?"
. . . .
I finally finished the last chapter of my book. Mr. Vampire Dude didn't visit today. Weird cause it's so fun to mess with that dude even though he's a vampire. I closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep.
Sadly, I can't.
Because I can hear faint footsteps towards me.
Nobody's living with me. Must be Mr. Vampire Dude.
"That you?"
"Aggghhhh!" he face-palmed as I opened my eyes, staring at his slightly irritated face which is kinda adorable I don't know why. "How did you know?"
"I can hear your footsteps," I stated.
"I tried very hard to sound quiet," he crossed his arms, pouting.
Haha, such a dork, that guy.
"So, how's life?"
"Perfect," he said sarcastically with a sarcastic smile.
"If you want my sweeeeet blood so much then go ahead, dude,"
"Really?" he was surprised.
"But if you kill me I'll haunt you as a ghost,"
"Sweet!" He grinned like some kid got a gigantic Christmas present.
"Make it quick. I want ice-cream after that,"
. . . .
"It was so good!"
"Oh yeah?"
"Can I have some more?"
"No," I dead-panned.
"But it was so good!"
"You said that a while ago," I said, pressing buttons on the tv remote. "Oh, Iron Man 3 is on,"
Then there was silence. I turned around about to say something until he lunged towards me. I fell down the couch, his figure on top of me.
"Just one more time!"
"Wait!" I pointed at the tv.
"Ole ole ole!"
Mr. Vampire Dude cocked an eyebrow.
"What? I like that part..." I mumbled awkwardly.
No, seriously I like that part.
"Sooooooo," you said, breaking the silence.
"....one more time?"
"For the last time, you can't have my blood, it's mine," I said. "Oh my gosh, look!" I held a surprise look on my face. He turned his head around and I took the opportunity to shoved him away and ran to my room, locking the door, laughing my butt off. He banged the door.
"Hey! That's not fair!" I can hear his muffled scream outside.
"I'm sleepy, soooo! Have a good night, Mr. Vampire Dude!" I jumped on the bed, rolling myself between the sheets.
. . . .
It was two weeks since Mr. Vampire Dude last visited me. I feel lonely now. It was so cool having fun with that dude. Everyday I waited at the balcony during the night waiting for him. Well, it's not just me. Even Mr. Ice-Cream.
And today I'm sitting at the balcony as usual, 9:47p.m. waiting for the dude as I enjoyed my ice-cream.
"Oh, Mr. Vampire! Where art thou, Mr. Vampire!" I muttered to myself. But it was only me and Mr. Ice-cream.
"Did you save some ice-cream for me, human?"
"Took you long enough," I broke into a grin, turning my head around to meet his gaze. "You made Mr. Ice-cream cry a lot 'cause he missed you,"
"How sweet," he chuckled. "Did you miss me as well?"
"Maybe," I tackled him in a hug. "Who wouldn't miss their vampire friend?! You're nuts!"
"You're the one who's nuts first!"
"I have an idea! Let's both be nuts!"
"Dressed in nut costumes!"
"Eating a bag of nuts!"
"Totally!" he laughed with me.
"Where've you been?"
"Had a huge argue with my Bulgarian friend that results in a bad fight. Never you mind about that, he's bonkers,"
"Okay then...Hotel Transylvania is starting in just a few minutes! Let's watch it together!"
"Before that," he grabbed my hand, making me stopped on my tracks. He gave me a small kiss and pulled away, grinning. "That feels way better than drinking human blood. I could do that all day!"
"Yeah, can we go inside and watch the movie now?"
"You're not even surprised by that?"
"Nah,"
"How shocking, human," he said sarcastically.
"I have a name for your information. ______ is what they call me,"
"I see, _____. My name is-"
"I already know your name," I said and he raised an eyebrow.
"It's Edward Cullen,"
"Haha, very funny," he fake a laugh. "It's Vladimir for your information,"
. . . .
Bonus Scene
"Do vampires sleep?"
"Yes,"
"Do vampires fly?"
"No,"
"Do vampires breath?"
"Yes,"
"Do vampires eat cookies?
"...yes,"
"Do vampires pick their nose?"
"Is that even necessa-"
"Everything is,"
He sighed. "Humans,"