Drabble: The Extremely Trilogy - Number II
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Word Prompts: bounce, cry, sloping
The Extremely Trilogy - Number II
Extremely (Un)Expected Events
Sookie pulled into the employees' car park at Fangtasia. While turning off the engine, she asked her passenger, “Are you sure about this?” He was, so they both headed toward Eric’s office through the rear door. Niall even had a little bounce in his step, as he walked beside his greatgranddaughter. He was excited. Since his enemies’ defeat in the Fae War, Faery had been ... tranquil, which was as it should be, but it was …. quiet. Niall had been contemplating a visit to check on Claude’s Fae-gathering activities, but Sookie’s letter had given him the excuse … ah, good reason … to leave Faery.
Her letter had arrived via the portal’s slit yesterday. In a lovely sloping script, Sookie had outlined her predicament very well - more vampire shenanigans - the outcome of which would be, as he saw it, Sookie being claimed by Nevada or Oklahoma. Sookie was unbonded, and now about-to-be unpledged due to Appius’ marital contract made on Eric’s behalf. Niall knew that Sookie, his gifted greatgranddaughter, would be up for grabs without this protection. He had decided to protect her against Eric’s vampire enemies, as Eric had once protected her against his own fairy enemy, Breandan. There was a certain symmetry to the 'decision to protect' that appealed to him. Quid pro quo as the humans said.
Sookie and Niall seated themselves in Eric's office to begin formulating their SOS (Save Our Sookie) plan. Niall’s scent was so well masked that Eric’s nose didn't even give a twitch.
“Something to drink, Sookie? Gin and tonic?” Eric asked. “Nia...” His voice trailed off..
Suddenly, Pam flung open the office door, before stepping back into the hall. She announced, in a slightly sarcastic tone, “The King”. If Felipe de Castro had expected to have surprise on his side by arriving suddenly out of the black, he was greatly mistaken. For a millisecond, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he caught sight of the Prince. His vampire mask swiftly dropped back into place, but the unexpected had put Felipe on the back foot, though he continued striding forward into the office. He ordered his 6-strong entourage to remain in the hall, before addressing the room with an unimaginative, “Preenz Breegant, Shereeeff, Meez Stackhowz.” Surprise had done nothing for his accent.
Before anyone could respond, one of Felipe's vampires-in-waiting gave a high-pitched cry.
Over the sound of snapping-out fangs, Pam's voice could be heard. “Oh dear, was that your little .... toe?” The gaggle of vampires outside Eric's office parted hastily to let Pam pass. She stood framed in the doorway, an imposing figure for one so slight. She asked sweetly, “Refreshments?”
Eric had gone right off the idea.
“No,” he said, retracting his fangs. “Our King's business must be urgent, so we will begin. As I have another VIB (Very Important Being) here too, Pam,” Eric gestured to Niall, “close the door.” The fangy vampires-in-waiting looked to Felipe, who simply nodded agreement.
As the door closed, Niall took charge. The less time spent around an ever-increasing number of vampires, the better. It was good that Felipe was here though, Niall thought. It made his final solution even easier.
Word Prompts: bounce, cry, sloping
The Extremely Trilogy - Number II
Extremely (Un)Expected Events
Sookie pulled into the employees' car park at Fangtasia. While turning off the engine, she asked her passenger, “Are you sure about this?” He was, so they both headed toward Eric’s office through the rear door. Niall even had a little bounce in his step, as he walked beside his greatgranddaughter. He was excited. Since his enemies’ defeat in the Fae War, Faery had been ... tranquil, which was as it should be, but it was …. quiet. Niall had been contemplating a visit to check on Claude’s Fae-gathering activities, but Sookie’s letter had given him the excuse … ah, good reason … to leave Faery.
Her letter had arrived via the portal’s slit yesterday. In a lovely sloping script, Sookie had outlined her predicament very well - more vampire shenanigans - the outcome of which would be, as he saw it, Sookie being claimed by Nevada or Oklahoma. Sookie was unbonded, and now about-to-be unpledged due to Appius’ marital contract made on Eric’s behalf. Niall knew that Sookie, his gifted greatgranddaughter, would be up for grabs without this protection. He had decided to protect her against Eric’s vampire enemies, as Eric had once protected her against his own fairy enemy, Breandan. There was a certain symmetry to the 'decision to protect' that appealed to him. Quid pro quo as the humans said.
Sookie and Niall seated themselves in Eric's office to begin formulating their SOS (Save Our Sookie) plan. Niall’s scent was so well masked that Eric’s nose didn't even give a twitch.
“Something to drink, Sookie? Gin and tonic?” Eric asked. “Nia...” His voice trailed off..
Suddenly, Pam flung open the office door, before stepping back into the hall. She announced, in a slightly sarcastic tone, “The King”. If Felipe de Castro had expected to have surprise on his side by arriving suddenly out of the black, he was greatly mistaken. For a millisecond, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he caught sight of the Prince. His vampire mask swiftly dropped back into place, but the unexpected had put Felipe on the back foot, though he continued striding forward into the office. He ordered his 6-strong entourage to remain in the hall, before addressing the room with an unimaginative, “Preenz Breegant, Shereeeff, Meez Stackhowz.” Surprise had done nothing for his accent.
Before anyone could respond, one of Felipe's vampires-in-waiting gave a high-pitched cry.
Over the sound of snapping-out fangs, Pam's voice could be heard. “Oh dear, was that your little .... toe?” The gaggle of vampires outside Eric's office parted hastily to let Pam pass. She stood framed in the doorway, an imposing figure for one so slight. She asked sweetly, “Refreshments?”
Eric had gone right off the idea.
“No,” he said, retracting his fangs. “Our King's business must be urgent, so we will begin. As I have another VIB (Very Important Being) here too, Pam,” Eric gestured to Niall, “close the door.” The fangy vampires-in-waiting looked to Felipe, who simply nodded agreement.
As the door closed, Niall took charge. The less time spent around an ever-increasing number of vampires, the better. It was good that Felipe was here though, Niall thought. It made his final solution even easier.