Fan Fiction
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Welcome to Twilight
Kathrin’s POV
Joyce was seriously a miracle worker. It didn’t take very long for us to decide who we were all going to go as (she and I went ahead and took the liberty of deciding for Jacques), and now only two days later she had all three costumes ready. “Ok, even taking into account that we don’t sleep and that you probably worked in vampire speed I still have no idea how you managed this,” I remarked in awe as I looked over my new costume. Real leather and everything! I don’t think I’ve ever seen cosplay look THIS authentic…
Joyce was amused by my awe. “It’s a gift I suppose. Once I set my mind to something there’s no stopping me. Besides, what fun would it be to go to a new year’s cosplay party without any cosplay?”
Ah yes, new years. In my time since becoming a vampire I hadn’t really been paying much attention to the date. After all, it no longer made much of a difference to me as I had been on my own up until just recently. “True. So, how exactly do you plan on getting Jacques into his costume?” Mr. Frenchie still wasn’t exactly thrilled with our plan for this evening. Though he didn’t voice his disagreement much I could still hear his worried thoughts (along with his lack of enthusiasm for dressing up).
“You don’t have to worry about that,” Joyce replied, a mischievous grin planted on her face. “He knows better than to refuse. Besides, I know his weak points.”
This captured my interest. “Oh? Do tell.” I didn’t bother to hide the eagerness behind my words.
“Ah, now it’s not fair for the two of you to gang up on me like that,” Jacques interjected, leaning casually against the door frame. “After all, I’m the only guy in the house right now. How am I supposed to properly defend myself?”
I knew Jacques had been listening in on our conversation from his thoughts, but I hadn’t realized that he was so close to our room. “Easy, just sweep us off our feet with your boyish charm.”
“Ah, but now that wouldn’t be fair to you ladies.”
I laughed and Joyce simply rolled her eyes. “Please Jacques. ‘Boyish charm’? I’d like to see you try to pull that off.”


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