HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA/ ONE SHOTS

Have I felt the Zing?

∆This story is situated right before Ericka show herself next to her great-grandfather before the Kraken-fight scene/ well before the dance party with the DJ in a shell in Hotel Transylvania 3∆

She recalled those words all over the way to get to the DJ shell, to stick with her great-grandfather's plan.

"It's like our love at first sight" Love at first sight? She wanted to kill him at first but now she just wanted to.. Well she wasn't sure. She flushed with the image of him saving her life as they were dancing flawlessly, that was incredible.

Something took her away from her thoughts, a shout. "Ericka what are you doing standing right there? Come along, we have to get going!" Abraham yelled at her. That didn't offend her, she was used to it.

As they were climbing the stairs to bust-bump-away the DJ from his booth her great-grandfather said, "What's wrong with you? I could swear that when you were 11 years old you were more excited about this moment than now".

"Well I'm not 11 years old anymore" Ericka scoffed at him.

Van Helsing looked at her and said, "That's the way I want you to be! Never let the others mucker 'bout you! You mucker the others instead" and he kept jumping every stair.

However she felt something different in her heart, something she have never felt before, a, a.. Zing?

She, zinged with the Lord of Darkness of the tales that her great-grandfather told her since a child. The Lord, protagonist of the legends of rage.

For sure aroused her. She.. she loved him. And so he.