The Lemniscates

1. Thésus, Juliette and Gédéon.

- Shit, I'm getting the leech and the depressed

- Hey, Ho! The leech could very well take a witch appetizers!

- You can try sugar. Then you'll tell me how it feels to be the only vampire to drink through a straw! Though you can forget any dental fees!

- We should put her to sleep. Or throw her raw meat...

- What makes you think it'll calm me down?

- I do not know what keeps me from further shorten the Minimoys!

- I enter.

- Ha! Coincidentally, a battered woman. Typical male!

- A dead woman, even.

- Awesome.

- Stay where you are! Or I kill the kid!

- There, another proof. First reflex: violence.

- Which one Juliette?

- The baby. Unfortunately, it's not your fault: genetics serves you

- Hey, I wonder: Do you think he can succeed?

- But you're horrible! This is a kid, damn it!

- You stay away or you can say goodbye to the little brat!

- Not even an ounce of remorse.

-Thésus?

- OK.

- Hey, why did you broke his neck? Weren't you thirsty?

- Yes. But I think Ienan would not have appreciate it..

- True.

- What should I do with the brat?

- Gideon.

- What? I don't want him!

- Whatever.

- Here. Have fun.

- I'm a loner! I do not take children!

- You want to question my visions?

- Oh, fuck!

- Well, can we leave already? I have to go buy raw meat!

- I don't think it will suffice.

- I do. Some sleeping pill and a quick euthanasia.

- How cute. And if I emasculate the vampire? It would be nice, right? The first vampire eunuch.

- Damn, can't you shut it?

- What? We're discussing.

- But of course. Quite civilized discussion. What's next? Civilly gut you out?

- We should pay more attention to Gideon, he worries me.

- Yeah, we can't even talk normally.