This is just a little ficlet for the 100 themes challenge.
Igor, Count Duckula and all related characters (c) Cosgrove Hall Story (c) to me, Steffie
Enjoy ^_^
Blood
Good evening boys and ghouls and welcome to another dreadful evening in Transylvania, where the villagers tremble in fears as Castle Duckula had another party where all the visiting vampires might come into their village later that night to get some fresh blood.
Igor stared at the wineglass in his hand as he twirled it in order for the red liquid to swirl around in an almost hypnotic motion as the vulture found he is unable to take his eyes off of it. The elderly butler mused as he glanced up at the party guests. They were the young Master's relatives and each of them enjoyed themselves to their second or even third glass of either RH-Negative or from any other blood group.
Blood. A red liquid that is responsible for life. Without it no one could live. Vampires do not have any in their veins, which is why they have to drink it. Many of them had learnt to enjoy the taste. Igor sure had; since he had wanted to understand his Masters better and to find out why they had such a lust for it. Ever since the current Count Duckula's forefather had offered him a goblet for him for a taste he had wondered why he never had any before.
Yet a certain vampire mallard refused to touch even a drop of the liquid of life. For Hades' sake, he wouldn't even nibble on a piece of steak or a kebab.
But, Igor had a plan to change all of that soon. Very soon.
Good night out there...whatever you are!
The End