Thoughts

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∆This is a short story about Ericka and Drac's point of view in their wedding |I emphasize this is not happening on any movie; just in my mind. Any resemblance to other stories is just a simply coincidence|∆

\This is just for fun, whatever, enjoy it/

Ericka was staring aimlessly. She was a bride now and in a few minutes she was going to be a wife. But something was messing her thoughts. Nothing that someone would think she'd think.

She walked through the aisle. Dennis was 3 feet next to Dracula holding a little pillow dwelling the rings. Winnie heading the aisle throwing some white petals. Mavis was seated next to Jhonny with a big grin drawing her face entwining her hands with Jhonny's.

Completely the opposite to Abraham. He was pumping steam directly to Eunice whom unfortunately was seated behind him. Abraham Van Helsing was just staring at her walking and feeling nostalgic, mad, furious, full of wrath but he couldn't ruin this. Not for Dracula, but for Ericka.

Dracula barely could avoid a tear rolling down his cheek when he saw her, which instantly made Ericka melt.
Dracula looked forward a new beginning, and the best thing was; that was with Ericka. His Zing.

They were obviously focus in Blobby marrying them. But they were thinking as well.

Dracula made a slightly happy smile as thinking, "Look at her. My Zing. I can't wait to take walks together as wedded. Introduce her to everyone as my wife. Having dates with no garlic. That indeed would be amazing".

Ericka was blushing every time he turned and stared at her during the ceremony. Until she looked into his eyes, enchanted, she thought, "God this is the best day of my life since I was born, What could think my younger self about this? She would freak out, but she would be thrilled that I'm finally happy".

When out of nowhere, something lured her mind, "Wait, he already has slept with a woman. He has experience, but what about me? I don't know anything, I've just seen one or two erotic movies behind my great-grandfather's back. God, I can't wait for him to show me everything I need to know. But he is already a father. Most of men that appear in the movies have no children. What could he think about me if I bring up something like this? He would think I'm a pervert. But, thinking if I'm a pervert or not makes me no pervert, right? Wait! Thinking I'm not a pervert because I was thinking whether or not I'm a pervert makes the worst" Ericka just kept looking at him with not even a grimace as she flows in her thoughts.

"Whatever, I will love him any way he is. Could he bite during the...you know? -She blinked repeatedly as trying to get away that thought- Because I will love to feel those fangs. Could he be a missionary guy or a fifty shades of Grey guy? -Drac smiled at her as beginning to retort his vows- That smile, that accent, but that damn smile, look at those fangs. Just bite me".

She stopped her thoughts whilst listening to Drac's vows. Those vows filled with tender her heart. It was her turn, as she started her vows she finished with a grin as Drac extending his hand to hold hers.

"Beautiful white shining star wearing that sunflower crown reminds me to our first date, my queen. What could she be thinking as staring at me? Would be the same as me? Probably she's just blissfully happy. I will be the bestest husband for her. I can't wait to take walks with her, talk together for hours on the roof, kiss softly her cheek in another date we'll have". Drac finally thought when the kissing time arrived.

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