Little vampire Gerard oneshot. //tw for a little bit of blood. "Unidentifiable bodies weren't too uncommon in the city, so when the body of a boy (estimated to be around nineteen or twenty years old) was brought into Frank, covered in bites, it wasn't too big of a deal for him. He'd been working as a funeral director since he'd gotten out of college, so he was well accustomed to this sort of thing. However, nothing could have prepared him for the moment when he turned around after getting his supplies and found the body sitting up on the table, staring at him."

"Only douche bags wear sunglasses inside." "If I knew what one looked like, I might agree."

A story how Frank finds it in his heart to love cats. (Completed.)