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I'm Not Scared Of You - Romania

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.