Holy shit. Bet you guys weren't expecting to hear from me. haha
This was written in like, 10 minutes. Excuse the poor storyline, poor writing, and probably spelling mistakes. Don't write a whole lot anymore, unfortunately.
Also, Ethel and Eunice return! I'm afraid I didn't make them quite as insane as they are, though. Enjoy!
Vampires
- GZC -
Cloud wasn't exactly sure why he was standing there in Genesis' backyard at 3:30 in the morning, surrounded by half-dead flowerbeds and a lawn that badly needed to be mowed. He wasn't sure why Zack was trying to break his fingers by clutching his hand so tightly. He wasn't sure why he had even agreed to go with his best friend. The teen had been babbling his explanation so quickly, and made such an annoying whining noise that the half-asleep blonde simply couldn't say no.
But he was most definitely positive that Zack was slightly overreacting to the crimson-haired man not answering the front door.
"Zack," Cloud whispered, casting a quick, nervous glance around the dark yard. "Why are we here again?"
"He wouldn't answer the front door!" Zack whined loudly, stomping his foot childishly. Leaves crunched loudly under his boot and Cloud winced, afraid the sound would wake their rather elderly—and slightly insane—neighbors.
"That might be because it's almost 4 in the morning." Cloud hissed, trying to yank his hand free. "You dragged me out of bed for this?"
"Genesis!" the raven-haired teen whispered harshly. When he didn't get an answer, he repeated it again, a bit louder. "Gen!"
"Zack, you're going to wake—"
"GENESIS!" Zack called loudly, releasing Cloud's hand and cupping his own around his mouth.
"Zack—!"
Cloud watched his best friend bend down, pick up a small rock, and hum it at Genesis' window.
And then he just stared at the house, his mouth wide open.
"Zack, you're going to break his window and then he's going to kill us, and—"
"Look, his light's on!"
And look Cloud did. In absolute terror as the window slammed open, and a very tired and grumpy-looking Genesis leaned out.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he hissed down at the two of them. "It's 4 in the fucking morning, Zackary Fair."
"Jesus fuck, you are one heavy sleeper, Gen." Zack called back loudly.
Cloud was pretty sure he heard movement at Eunice's house.
Genesis was pretty sure he was about to kill the elder of his two boyfriends.
And Zack was really giddy about waking the dead at 4 in the morning.
"Let us in." Zack whined, pouting up at the redhead.
Genesis snorted, and shook his head. "Absolutely not. Go home.," he said. He promptly withdrew into the room, and a moment later, the lights went out.
Of course, this was Zack's cue to be completely over-dramatic. Cloud could already see the crocodile tears welling up in the teen's eyes, and he sighed warily, watching Eunice's house for the inevitable barking of her little rat dog.
"But above all this, I wish you love…"
Cloud whipped his blue eyes back to his boyfriend, one eyebrow arched high. "Zack, what—"
"AND I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOOOOU!" Zack bellowed in an off-key voice into the early morning air.
Genesis was back at the window in seconds, and screaming down at the both of them. "Go the fuck home before you wake everyone up!"
"I think it's too late for—" Cloud started quietly, frowning as he heard the familiar yipping.
"I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOOOOOOU!"
"Zackary, shut the fuck—"
"—WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOOOOOOOOU!" Zack continued loudly, clenching his fist and raising it slowly into the air.
"Zack!" Genesis and Cloud snapped in unison. A dog barked in the distance, and Cloud was almost positive he could hear Ethel and Eunice getting out of bed. "You're going to wake them—"
"I WILL ALWAYS—"
"For fuck's sake, FINE." Genesis screamed, slamming his hand down onto the vinyl siding below his window. "If you're not at the door by the time I get there, you're going home!"
"—LOOOOOO—" Zack stopped himself short and blinked up at the retreating redhead. Then he jumped up and down giddily, grabbed Cloud's hand, and dragged him through the side yard towards the front door.
Cloud sighed and shook his head. Sometimes, he really worried about Zack.
Next door, two little elderly women sat up in their bedroom, and blinked into the darkness.
"Eunice?" Ethel whispered across the room. "Eunice, did you just hear—"
"Whitney Houston?" Eunice continued. She nodded her head slowly. "I did, Eunice. I did."
"Do you think she—" Ethel clutched her blanket closer, and continued in a harsh whisper (which was much more similar to the volume an average person would use to speak), "Do you think she's back?"
"She's dead, Ethel." Eunice snapped, sinking back down into her bed. "People don't come back from the dead!"
Ethel nodded to herself and laid back down, clutching the blanket close. She was positive that was Whitney Houston! Maybe it was a… what did those youngsters call them? Vampires? Right, vampires. Maybe Whitney Houston was a vampire! She paused in thought, then shook her head and rolled over. There was no such thing as vampires.
Absolutely no disrespect was meant towards Whitney Houston in this. Juuust putting that out there.
I've also no clue where the hell the idea came from, but it made me laugh. Leave me a review? :P