“Seriously,” Nick says, shaking his head, “we suck. We are the suckiest vampires to ever suck.”
Joe sniggers, but he quickly subsides when Nick shoots a glare in his direction.
“I’m glad somebody finds this amusing,” he snaps. “By all rights we should be ripped to pieces by now.”
“Sorry,” Joe says quietly, and Nick sighs.
“No, I’m sorry,” he says, “I didn’t mean to snap at you, I’m just-”
“An asshole?” Frankie supplies, and his brothers let out a collective gasp.
“Frankie,” Kevin says, looking utterly distressed, “you are ten years old. How do you even know words like that?”
Frankie rolls his eyes, opens his mouth to retort, but he snaps it shut when Nick’s eyes go wide with horror. Joe instantly moves in front of Nick and Kevin grabs Frankie in a mostly fruitless attempt to hide behind him.
There’s an amused chuckle, then an unreasonably lanky vampire wearing a three piece suit and – is that a bowler hat? Yep – a bowler hat strolls out of the shadows, flanked by two other vampires dressed in similar attire. One of them’s grinning kind of manically at them; the other’s staring at them with such a deadness in his eyes it makes Kevin shiver.
He honestly doesn’t know which one of them’s creepier.
(At least they’re not hunters, he reasons, though in all honesty this isn’t much better. His grip tightens on Frankie’s shoulder and he can almost feel his younger brother rolling his eyes.)
“Relax, gentleman,” the lanky vampire purrs, eyes flicking over each one of them in turn. “We aren’t here to hurt you.”
“What are you here for?” Nick asks, eyes narrowed in suspicion as he steps out in front of Joe. Joe makes a noise of protest but, honestly, Joe isn’t much better at defending himself than Nick is.
AND THAT IS ALL I HAVE IDEK IT'S REALLY STUPID *facepalms*
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Joe sniggers, but he quickly subsides when Nick shoots a glare in his direction.
“I’m glad somebody finds this amusing,” he snaps. “By all rights we should be ripped to pieces by now.”
“Sorry,” Joe says quietly, and Nick sighs.
“No, I’m sorry,” he says, “I didn’t mean to snap at you, I’m just-”
“An asshole?” Frankie supplies, and his brothers let out a collective gasp.
“Frankie,” Kevin says, looking utterly distressed, “you are ten years old. How do you even know words like that?”
Frankie rolls his eyes, opens his mouth to retort, but he snaps it shut when Nick’s eyes go wide with horror. Joe instantly moves in front of Nick and Kevin grabs Frankie in a mostly fruitless attempt to hide behind him.
There’s an amused chuckle, then an unreasonably lanky vampire wearing a three piece suit and – is that a bowler hat? Yep – a bowler hat strolls out of the shadows, flanked by two other vampires dressed in similar attire. One of them’s grinning kind of manically at them; the other’s staring at them with such a deadness in his eyes it makes Kevin shiver.
He honestly doesn’t know which one of them’s creepier.
(At least they’re not hunters, he reasons, though in all honesty this isn’t much better. His grip tightens on Frankie’s shoulder and he can almost feel his younger brother rolling his eyes.)
“Relax, gentleman,” the lanky vampire purrs, eyes flicking over each one of them in turn. “We aren’t here to hurt you.”
“What are you here for?” Nick asks, eyes narrowed in suspicion as he steps out in front of Joe. Joe makes a noise of protest but, honestly, Joe isn’t much better at defending himself than Nick is.
AND THAT IS ALL I HAVE IDEK IT'S REALLY STUPID *facepalms*