For lastvoyages: Spam for kitchens

[feels_no_love]

[Take one fearless, adventurous showoff of a vampire. Add a giant dollop of child's innocence and curiosity. Shrink, and add cute. Now stuff the little guy into an outsized white tunic with the sleeves rolled and the shirttails belted up to keep them off the floor. This is what is currently bouncing around the dining area, checking out what people

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[flashy_magic]

[Old Drake is eating a sandwich. Bug him.]

[feels_no_love]

[Peeeeek up over the edge of the other side of the table]

What's that?

[Dracula has never had a Sandwich. They're an English invention and after his time...]

[flashy_magic]

What's what? [After a moment, he notices what the boy's looking at.] Oh. This is a turkey sandwich.

[feels_no_love]

[He perks up at the accent.] Drake...?

[Quick scramble under the table and Drake gets a waistglomp.] Hi! Hi hi hi hi!

[flashy_magic]

[Drake grinned.] Who are you? Sorry, you're looking a bit younger than I remember.

[feels_no_love]

Over four hundred and fifty years younger! [He rocks on his heels and grins.]

[flashy_magic]

And if you're that old and happy to see me...Dracula?

[feels_no_love]

Uh-huh! Are you ok? I'm trying to figure out what to eat first! Besides the cookies.

[flashy_magic]

I'm fine. My knees got sore from walking in heels too long, though. Uh...maybe you could try a sandwich or something.

[feels_no_love]

I'll get a bunch of sandwiches! [Eyes bigger than tummy? Check. He toddles off temporarily to do just back, coming back with a plate mounded with them.]

[flashy_magic]

Are you really going to eat all that?

[feels_no_love]

Um....

[He sets it down and clambers into a seat across from Drake.]

...eventually?