Epilogue - New Beginning

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Despite having been such a long time, Dracula still remembered the formula that he'd made for Mavis when she was an infant. Strategically, he mixed together mashed spider, sheep bile, and a few ounces of Blood Beaters all together, filling two bottles and toting them in his hands. He carried them over to Ericka, who was sitting comfortably on a chair by the fireplace. Carefully approaching her from behind, he looked down proudly at the two babies she held in her lap. The little black-haired girl gurgled happily at the sight of her father, arms outstretched. The small white-haired boy in the meanwhile, cast a sleepy look at him before snuggling up against his mother's chest.

Ericka snickered lightly, the inside of her mouth glinting with the new set of fangs that were inside. "Someone's already tired, hmm?" she cooed.

Dracula smiled softly. "Hopefully not too tired to drink," he said. Ericka shifted so that he could take the girl, while she still cradled the boy in one arm. In unison, they fed their children.

After being bathed and diapered, the babies were almost ready to finally hit the hay. Drac held his daughter over his shoulder and burped her. Ericka mirrored him, gently patting her son and burping him.

"That's it for you little monsters, now into bed we go!" Drac said as he walked down the hall, his wife a few paces away. Soon, the twins were tucked in, their parents looking on fondly.

"Finally," sighed Drac. For the first time that whole day, their wing of the castle was as quiet as a graveyard. He turned to Ericka. "Well, what should we do now, my love?"

She grinned. "I think I have an idea..."

Moments later, the two laid in an exhausted heap inside the coffin, fast asleep in some much needed rest. All was quiet for some time, until a shrill cry pierced the air. Another one quickly followed.

"Ugghhh, Drac..." Ericka groaned.

"It's all right, I got it," he mumbled, sluggishly making his way into the other room with two bottles of the formula in hand.

THE END

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A/N: short chapter, I know, but that's the end of "Parental Intuition." Thanks to those who read, and will be back next Wednesday with more new stories

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