❝ [ғᴀʟʟ ғʀᴏᴍ ɢʀᴀᴄᴇ, ᴊ.ʜᴀʟᴇ ]❞

ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘʏ ᴅᴜᴅᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ǫᴜᴇᴇɴs

When I woke up there were no ropes binding me, nor was I in some prison cell surrounded by bones or rotting corpses, instead I found myself sleeping on the most comfortable bed in probably the whole world.

I'm not ashamed to say that my first thought was to go back to sleep and enjoy the bed while I could, I mean honestly I had no energy to deal with whatever the hell was happening right now, but before I could cozy up and take a little nap the door to the room flew open (okay maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration, but you get the idea).

"Well well well, looks like sleeping beauty is finally awake," this incredibly overused line mentioned in every villain's dialogue is said by probably one of the creepiest men I have ever seen and that's saying a lot considering the fact that Appa and I used to be neighbors with old man Jennkins.

"My queen was waiting for you to wake up, your useless lover woke up hours ago and has seduced our queen into having tea with him." He practically spit out the last few words so they were a bit hard to understand, but I think the harder part to understand was the fact that I supposedly had A LOVER WHO WAS HAVING TEA WITH A QUEEN??? I'm pretty sure I would have noticed if I had a lover or even if someone was trying to court me.

"Ok first of all I don't have a lover, THAT IS LITERALLY MY FATHER, secondly Texas doesn't have a queen, unless you're talking about the Little Ms Houston pageants, so unless Queen Victoria decided to take a little trip across the world to talk to my appa, I'm gonna need you to explain what queen you're talking about."

Was it a good idea to basically sass the guy who looked like he stabbed kids for fun....no, but did that ever stop me.....also no, I feel like at this point I have no one but myself to blame for getting into these situations, oh well what is life without a little lot of danger.

"Looks like you've got quite the mouth on you, little boy," I almost chocked on my spit because what the hell did he just call me and because that sentence sounded very wrong coming from a man his age.

Undeterred by my almost death due to saliva going down the wrong pipe he continued on, "nonetheless, I will ignore your disrespect this once as my queen is waiting for us, so stop dilly-dallying and get on up we have no time to waste."

There was a lot to unpack here, starting with the fact this guy talked like a 16th century Shakespeare script gone wrong, but before I could continue to pick this interaction apart, the guy (I really needed to ask his name), was suddenly in front of me faster than I could blink, and forcefully grabbed my arms.

Before I knew it, I felt a strong gust of wind and was now face to face with a giant, imposing 20 ft tall door (which where the hell did they even get a door this big from, I doubt IKEA has these just lying around in the back).