Zing 2! : Family Problems

Chapter 9: Drac's 2nd POV

Dracula sat in the hearse with the rest of the monsters, Martha on his lap. "Here we are! Wake up, guys! It's the Vampire Summer Camp I went to as a kid!"

Jack giggled. "What is it? Camp Vamp?"

Dracula rolled his eyes at his son. "No! Who names their camp 'Camp Vamp'? It's Camp Winnepacaca."

Moments later they piled out of the hearse on the camp grounds. Other monsters were walking through the camp area. Little vampire kids are everywhere, running and playing. Dracula held Martha's hand as they walked through the grounds. "You see kids, this is where I learned to catch mice, shape shift, and use my incredible powers and strength! Pretty cool, huh?"

"Badminton!" Martha pointed at the badminton course where a bunch of vampire kids were playing badminton.

Dracula looked around, every activity appeared harmless and human friendly. Some kids were playing tetherball, and others were actually singing. "Yes. I don't remember this badminton. Ah, come over this way!" Dracula found his old BUNK and walked inside. "Check it out. This is the bunk house I slept in! And look..." He walked over to a tiny coffin. "Kids! This is the coffin I would sleep in!"

"It's small," said Lizzy.

Dracula laughed. "I was small."

Frankenstein looked at Dracula. "How do you know it's yours? They all look the same."

"This is the one. You know what they say, a vampire never forgets," Dracula said.

"I thought that was an elephant," Wayne pointed out.

Then the camp director, a young, new age vampire with a gentle voice and human speech pattern approached. "Well, well, is this a night? How ya doin' folks, I'm Dana, the director."

"Very well." Dracula smiled. "How are you?"

"We sure excited to have all you legends visiting."

Murry pointed at the little coffin. "Can you believe it, Dracula says he found his old bunk!"

Dana giggled. "Oh sure! He's famous for that one!" Dana shows them huge pee stain on the old bunk. "Yes sir, that's a bigger landmark at camp than the flagpole."

The twins laughed hysterically. Jack yelled, "Dad! You used to wet the bed?"

Griffin laughed. "Ha! Dracula a bed-wetter!

Dana frowned. "Oh, dear, we don't go for the nicknames here. Kids only get positive reinforcement. Now, what can we do you for?"

"I'm very interested in sending my youngest child, Martha, here."

Dana was polite but puzzled. "Oh! This little... white haired... non-fangy lil' one?"

Dracula leaned over and put his hands on Martha's shoulders. "Oh, they're in there. She's a late fanger, like her mother. Can you show us some of the drills, like where they catch the mice?"

Dana nodded and smiled. "Can do. Course, now we call it tee-mousing."

Dana took them all to a tee-ball version of mice-eating. Mice are on a tee instead of being caught in the wild. The kids from the camp were running up one at a time and grabbing the mouse.

Jack gave a sideways, almost angry, look at the director. "So they don't actually have to catch the mice themselves?"

Dana smiled and lifted his clip board to check off a name. "Nope. We find this is a good way to build their confidence."One kid was having trouble getting the mouse.

"It's right there!" yelled Lizzy. "Dad this may be a bad idea..."

The young kid grabs the mouse and runs off. Dana frowned. "Hokey Pokey. Wanna mouse, Martha?"

"Yeah!" Martha smiled.

Dana looked back at Dracula. "Any allergies, color restrictions?"

Dracula yelled, "She can eat a mouse!"

Dana handed the mouse to Martha. "Ho-key Pokey. See ya at the campfire?"

Later that night they sat around a campfire. All the little vampire kids were singing, led by Dana who was playing guitar. Lizzy and Jack sat beside their father, all with looks that said this was extremely stupid.

The vampire kids sang their annoying song. "Vampires will be friends forever; through the centuries together; even in the brightest sunny weather; vampires will be friends forever; lit-er-al-ly forever!" They put their hands in the air and did jazz hands. "Yay!"

Dana put down his guitar. "Great job, vampires, give yourselves a hug!"

As the younger kids hugged themselves, Lizzy stared at Murray and Frankenstein hugging themselves and Jack glared at Dana for teaching Martha that stupidly annoying song because she was never going to stop singing it now.

Dracula walked over and nudged Frankenstein and Murry. "We're going."

Frankenstein was puzzled. "What? Where?"

As the other vampire kids sung another campfire song in the distance, Dracula climbed up the tower holding Martha on his shoulders as the others followed.

"Dad, why are we doing this?" Lis asked.

"You'd rather be listening to those putrid new songs?" Jack criticized. "What happened to 'Michael Row Your Corpse Ashore'? Or 'Kill-baya'?"

Frankenstein called up, "We shouldn't be up here, Drac."

Dracula turned Martha to look at him. "Who's ready to fly?"

Frankenstein called out, "This thing is rickety, maybe the kid isn't supposed to fly-" They had reached the top of the tower.

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Hey peoples! I'm finally back with some ideas! chapters may get a little confusing as I switch PO.V.'s but it must be done for the story to move smoothly. Thank you for waiting all summer long as i didn't have a computer! I hope you love the rest of it!