Loca, Spider Monkey

134. Road Trip with Vladimir and Stefan.

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If you had to explain your relationship with both Vladimir and Stefan, you'd say they were like the parents and you were their child. They were constantly fussing over you when travelling... which was a lot. They were constantly on the run.

Today was no different. You had been in the car for six hours and you had ate an hour and a half ago. They left you to feeding yourself since they were completely oblivious to human food now. When you slept during the travels, the two vampires would be in awe and coo at you, much like parents would. However, there was always one human need that really irked them, that never failed to rile them up.

"Uhmm, guys, I need to go to the bathroom..."
Vladimir huffed. "Did you go when you went to eat?"
"Of course but that was nearly two hours ago and-" you held up a bottle and shook it, a swishing sound as you did so.
You were well acquainted with the groans and complaints from the two vampires and so they didn't really bother you. You rolled your eyes when they said they wouldn't be stopping for another while yet. It was fair enough, you were in the middle of nowhere after all.

It had been three hours and your bladder and mental state couldn't be patient for much longer. "Guys, my bladder is about to explode!"
Vladimir groaned in frustration. "Yes! You've said nothing else for the past three hours!"
"It's not my fault your bladders don't work anymore!" You screeched dramatically. "I swear, you guys, I'm about to pee on this seat-"
"Don't you dare!" Vladimir began to swat at you from the front passenger seat.
"Ow! You're not helping!"
"(Y/N), I assure you that if you urinate on our seats, I will shove your head through the exhaust pipe!"
Did you believe Vladimir was terrified that you would lose control of your bladder in the car? You knew he was terrified. Did you believe he'd carry out his threat? Absolutely.
"Look, look (Y/N), there's a toilet thing there." Stefan said as he pulled over and in your line of sights you saw a portable toilet of sorts or as you liked to say 'the toilets in a box'.
You dived out the car and Stefan had begun to hysterically laugh at you as you fist pumped and celebrated your way in. You could barely here Vladimir yell at Stefan to 'stop encouraging you' and that 'this was not funny'.
His demands fell on deaf ears as Stefan was too busy laughing to even attempt to listen to Vladimir's yelling.