I'm In Love With A Sparkly Vampire (Mark x Enis)

Chapter One: The Beginning

(First story that's not Septiplier! I saw no stories on this, so I thought, why not? Anyway, if you have any ideas of what I should do after the skit, comment them. They would really help :3 enjoy!)

Enis POV

It was seemingly just another normal day. I was sitting in my library, reading one of my favorite books, when I suddenly heard the front door open and close.

I jump out of my chair. Did I invite anyone over? No, I don't remember doing so.. Then who could it be?

I peak around the corner, staying hidden. I saw three people. One was a girl. She had ginger hair, a pink shirt, and claw marks all over her.

The second was a guy lying on the floor. He had curly brown hair and a hellhound bite on his arm. I wince, no way he's going to survive that.

The third was another man. He was strong, muscular. He had dark brown hair that was nice and floofy, brown eyes, and a nice strong jaw. I blushed and felt my 'heart' start to beat in my chest as I looked at him. He was pretty handsome...

"Oh, you need a band-aid on that." The handsome man said, slightly cringing as he looked at the wound.

"Or a butt load of iodine" The ginger said, smirking.

"I'm not gonna make it, am I?" The guy on the floor said. He was surprisingly calm for the position that he was in.

"Nope." Ginger said bluntly.

"No no no. You're gonna be fine. Look, we're gonna stay the night here, we're gonna get all better. It'll just be like a sleepover." Handsome said as he kneeled down to the man on the floor.

As soon as he said that, I couldn't help myself. I jumped out and said, "I love sleepovers!"

He quickly jumps up next to the girl and they whip out their weapons. "Vampire!" He shouts, pointing at me.

"Where?!" I yell, looking around in confusion.

Handsome quickly rushes up to me and pushes a machete to my neck. "Oh you smell... Good." I looked him up and down. He really didn't smell good. Although, he looked even more handsome up close.

"Mark," the girl said. "You got to kill the last one." So that's his name! Mark... I like it!

"Nah nah. No that was a Warlock. This is-"

I couldn't help but interrupt his sentence. "Devilishly handsome sparkly vampire named Enis?"

"Shut up." He says, rolling his eyes.

Suddenly, the man on the ground groans in pain.

"Is he gonna be ok?" I ask, not really concerned though. Just trying to be polite.

"I don't know, you tell me." Mark says, focusing his attention back to me.

"Weeeelll looks like he's been bitten by a hell hound. So, probably not!" I state matter-of-factually. Mark presses his lips together in a thin line.

"Cool then I'm just gonna kill this guy." The girl says, lifting her bat up and taking a couple steps towards me.

"Wait wait wait wait!" I start to back away, frightened. "I can save your friend's life!" As I say this, Mark takes the machete from my neck.

"How can we trust a blood sucking vampire?" The girl walks around me, studying me while Mark strokes his machete. I gulp.

"S-Simple, I'm a vegan! I don't eat anything with a face! I generally tear the face off first." I mentally slap myself as I say this. Idiot! What's wrong with you?!

"Oh, I feel safer already." Mark says sarcastically. Something tells me that he's going to be a very sarcastic person.

I quickly step between them. "I can fix your friend up lickity-spilt! Just let me grab my magical spell book!" I snap my suspenders as I walk over to one of my bookshelves, finding the book in the place I had last left it.

I flip it open to the right page. "Chapter fifty four page one hundred and five, create a hellhound antidote and keep your victim Alice! It says to cover one eyeball and the other one too-"

"What for?" Ginger asks.

"That's what the book says to do!" I snap it shut, going by memory.

"We'll need a pile of raisins and a magical word! I like to use the term linguine cause it's pretty absurd!" I had her a pile of raisins. Thus, begins the spell.

(Time skip because that song is freaking long and I don't want to write it all since you all know it)

"When the portal closes pull his sleeve up to expose his wounded arm and kiss your friend's dead face!" I sing the last line.

"What?" Mark asks.

"Kiss his face." I sing slightly again, awkwardly.

"No! That's disgusting!" Mark sneers.

"It's what the book said to do."

"We did like 5,000 things from the book, ok?" Mark starts to get a little more annoyed with each second.

"Ok, could we like eat part of him?" The girl says causally.

"No! Ugh!" Mark turns away from her, disgusted.

"I'm just tryin to help." She rolls her eyes.

Mark sighs. "Ok." I watch as he leans down and kisses the guy's forehead, grunting as he does so.

We wait, but the guy doesn't get up.

After a second, the girl decides to speak. "I ship it." She says, smirking.

"He's still dead." Mark says angrily, grabbing shoulder and pressing me to the fireplace while holding a stake up to my chest. Wow, he has strong hands.

"You sure he's not just sleeping?" I say, trying to find a way out of this situation.

"You have 5 seconds to fix this." He growls.

I quickly open the book and skim through it nervously. "Oh wait wait! I was reading the spell backwards!" I say, showing him the book.

He grabs it and looks at it. "Ok, everybody! One more time! In reverse!" They both groan and roll their eyes.

(Time skip again.)

"He's still dead." Mark says after we finish the song.

"Really? Weird, backwards usually works." I say, looking at the book again.

Suddenly, monsters start banging on the door and growling.

"Ok, well, this was fun. See you, Dave, sorry you're still dead." They grab their stuff, preparing to leave.

"You suck at being a vampire!" Mark says to me. It slightly hurt, but I ignored it.

"I appreciate your honesty!" I say, even though he hurt my feelings. "You guys want some music for the road?!" I run after them.

"Shut up." Mark growls.

"Do you wanna hear my yodeling?!" I start yodeling.

"No one likes you!" The girl says.

"You smell like an anis!"

Oh well, I was only doing this so I could stay close to Mark. I know he practically hates me, but I really like him. Who knows, maybe if I tag along he'll grow to like me.

(I really like this story! I've been wanting to do this for a while, but haven't had the time. I know it won't be as popular as my Septiplier stories, but I'm going to keep writing it anyways. Thanks for reading! Byyye!)