Get back the zing (Drac x reader)

10. Interrupted

Everyone was already awake for breakfast.

But neither I nor Rita have arrived jet. Anastasia was furious, "Where the hell are they???"

She wasn't the only one having a tantrum, Franky was just as bad. As the phone rang, he picked it up, "Hello, Franky here."

"Hello" I said, sounding tired.

"N/A, where are you?!"

I had to get some distance between the phone and my ear, Franky's voice was extremely loud.

It turned silent once I told him where I was, "At the police station."

Suddenly, his voice went back to normal, "How did you get there?" I told him the situation I had at the butchers and also as why Rita wasn't with me. She made a runner once she saw me walking beside two police officers. "The butcher thought that I was a psycho, drinking pigs blood. Frank could you..."

I could hear something move and then..."Hahahahahahaahhahahaahahaa."

"Wonderful that you find it funny Franky" I said frowning deep. After his laugh attack, I begged him to get me out of there...Which he did at the end.

"Oh Franky, will you bring me some clothes to wear?"

"Why, are you naked?"

I sighted, "Right now, I wish I were."

Once I finished explaining another laugh attack occurred, making me snap at him to shut up. He cancelled the call and got the car keys. Unfortunately, he had to tell Anastasia about it, which had the same reaction on it like he did. The only one not amused, was Drac. He was worried of me being imprisoned. He never seen a police office from the inside, but he watched it on TV, where it was about harder crimes, where the worst gets behind bars. Being called as 'sick' wasn't enough to get into such prison. Franky had to explain to them about it, while Anastasia went to her car...getting me out.

We were lucky though

We could take the items I bought home. My lie of making a dish that contains pig's blood convinced the officers to let us have it. The rest wasn't the issue and were allowed to be taken home. On our way to the others, I complained about the entire morning turning into a chaos, "And the day has just started!"

"Relax N/A. Everyone is already waiting for you" I nodded, she was right. There is nothing I could do now, as to stay calm and enjoy the rest of the day. It that is even possible!

Once we came inside, I was greeted by everyone. Drac was acting like a worried father, asking me if I was alright. While Mavis gave me a hug, glad to see me safe and sound. But there was no time to sit down and relax now. We had food to make. Anastasia had trouble to see blood and Franky hated maggots and no one wanted the monsters to help, since they are all guests. So, it was all up to me. I asked everyone on how they would like their food. Once I came up to Drac, he refused to tell, instead he gave me a hand. Nothing I said could stop him from helping me. The other monsters prepared the table, Mavis decorated it a little and Jonny went through the MP 3 player, for some background music.

The only one left, was Vlad.

He sat in the living room for a while, till he grew tired of waiting. He went into the kitchen, watching his son standing next to me. He instructed me about how to cook for his friends as I obeyed without any questions. Vlad was enjoying the sight he had before him.

Drac didn't pay any attention to his father.

I was more important to him, "How did it go with your costume?" I smiled at his question, I told him about my success and thanked him about it. "No need to thank me" he said, touching my shoulder lightly. For a second, we stood there...looking into each others eyes. No one talked, as we slowly came closer to each other.

Closer...

And closer...

A few inches apart, we kept looking at each other...

And...

"Son, you should wait for it after breakfast" laughed Vlad.

"Dad, what are you doing here?!"

"I was bored and besides, you shouldn't spoil your appetite with a dessert first."

I blushed at this, while Drac was embarrassed, "Dad please, can you please leave the kitchen...we got work to get done with."

Vlad shrugged his shoulder, grinning wide "Yeah, I just see you 'work'." He took his leave anyway. The next few hours, we worked in utter silence...an uncomfortable silence.