Fic #10 -- vampire!Bedivere
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For rainbowjehan:
“When I said I felt like I could live forever, this wasn’t exactly what I meant,” muttered Bedivere. He had tried checking his reflection to see how noticeable the sharp protruding canine teeth were. Unfortunately, he had no reflection. Sighing, he dumped his remaining provisions out of his saddlebags and loaded them with dirt.
Once he got back to the castle, he was immediately surrounded by anxious villagers and inquiring other knights. “Yes, yes, I vanquished the fiend and the town is safe,” Bedivere said, quickly making his way through the mob to the stables. He put his horse up and slung the saddlebags over his shoulder, hauling them into the castle. He was almost to his rooms when Percy came around the corner at the opposite end of the hall.
“Bedivere, you’re back!” Percy dashed down the hall to meet him. “Gosh, you look terrible.”
“Thanks,” said Bedivere. He slipped into his room and quickly shut the door. He bolted it and dumped the saddlebags onto the floor. When he turned around, Mordred was lounging casually on his bed.
“Kid’s right, you look awful,” he said with a smirk.
“Oh shut up,” said Bedivere.
“It got you, didn’t it?”
Bedivere glared at him. “I thought I was supposed to be rescuing a beautiful maiden from a monster. Nobody told she was the monster.”
Mordred laughed. “So do you always let your rescuees nibble your neck, or just this one?”
Bedivere gave him an amusedly sinister smile, letting his newly pointy teeth show. “You just watch it, pretty boy, or you might be next.”
For rainbowjehan:
“When I said I felt like I could live forever, this wasn’t exactly what I meant,” muttered Bedivere. He had tried checking his reflection to see how noticeable the sharp protruding canine teeth were. Unfortunately, he had no reflection. Sighing, he dumped his remaining provisions out of his saddlebags and loaded them with dirt.
Once he got back to the castle, he was immediately surrounded by anxious villagers and inquiring other knights. “Yes, yes, I vanquished the fiend and the town is safe,” Bedivere said, quickly making his way through the mob to the stables. He put his horse up and slung the saddlebags over his shoulder, hauling them into the castle. He was almost to his rooms when Percy came around the corner at the opposite end of the hall.
“Bedivere, you’re back!” Percy dashed down the hall to meet him. “Gosh, you look terrible.”
“Thanks,” said Bedivere. He slipped into his room and quickly shut the door. He bolted it and dumped the saddlebags onto the floor. When he turned around, Mordred was lounging casually on his bed.
“Kid’s right, you look awful,” he said with a smirk.
“Oh shut up,” said Bedivere.
“It got you, didn’t it?”
Bedivere glared at him. “I thought I was supposed to be rescuing a beautiful maiden from a monster. Nobody told she was the monster.”
Mordred laughed. “So do you always let your rescuees nibble your neck, or just this one?”
Bedivere gave him an amusedly sinister smile, letting his newly pointy teeth show. “You just watch it, pretty boy, or you might be next.”