Time Suck [vampire! reader insert]

Chapter 2 [a calm morning]

"HEY!! Wake up you giant!!" An all to familiar voice woke you up from your deep slumber. You squinted your eyes, even with the blinds covering the windows you could still tell it was morning.

"Ughhh…" you groaned deeply before turning to the side in the king-sized bed, feeling the blankets shift with you like a giant cacoon.

"Don't just go back to sleep dammit!! I'm going to keep screaming if you don't wake up this instant!!" Izabelle shouted with her voice that reminded you so much of those old creeking doors in your closet.

"You really can't leave me alone, can you?" You gave up on trying to come back to the dreaming world quite quickly and sat up in the bed, your crimson eyes focusing on the half-transparent lady in front of you.

Izabelle was a ghost of a cleaning lady that used to work at the castle in the old ages, her dirty frilly uniform still tightly hugging her slightly rounder figure. After all those years she just seemed to get more and more annoyed until you basically never saw her without that deep scowl plastered all over her wrinkly face.

Letting out another short whine you left the comfortable sheets and dragged yourself across the room towards the wardrobe.

"And what the hell is all of this!?" You heard Izabelle say, turning towards her you saw the old lady looking down at a pile of gowns that were massively thrown onto one of the chairs.

"Those are clothes Izabelle." You simply stated with a blank look.

"I CAN FUCKING SEE THAT!! But why are they laying all over the place!" She started waving her hands around, trying to grab the cloth but her palms just went right through the fabric. The female groaned in frustration her putrid white eyes sending daggers onto the mountain of clothes.

"Izabelle." You called out to her making the lady stop her rampage and turn to look at you. "I have a thing I want you to do."

"You do!?" She flew up as close to you as possible with a hopeful look.

"Yeah. I want you to inform Beryl that I want the pizza that the human brought me for breakfast. Don't forget to tell him to heat it up."

"Of course! I will deliver the message right away!" She said with a small smile of excitement tugging on her lips, her demeanor completely changed. Floating out of the room she exclaimed shortly. "Finally something to do!"

You sighed and turned back around towards the wardrobe. Skeeming your hands through the ray of clothes you soon completed a quite good looking outfit. Quickly changing into it you stepped in front of the cracked mirror and admired the old fashioned attire, skeeming your cold hands down the fabricks with a small smile. Your chest was hugged by a red vest that had golden accents around the neck and a  black dress shirt with puffy sleeves under it. The pants you chose were not less fancy than the top, it was a pair of also dark shorts that reached to about your middle thigh, the ends complemented by delicate frilly fabric.

You stretched slightly and combed your fingers through your messy hair, as always not bothering to even pull out that rusty hairbrush, you can't even see your reflection anyway.

"Does this shirt make me look gay?" You murmured to yourself moving slightly in front of the mirror to see the floating cloth from all angles. "It probably does. Perfect."

Swiftly snatching a bottle of red lipstick from your nightstand you proceeded to leave your room and head straight into the ballroom.

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"How was your night, vampire?" A male voice asked making you peer up from your spot on the throne. "You were hungrier than I thought, it took Beryl hours just to piece that dude back together."