Kathrin’s POV

What we found when we arrived completely shocked us. (Even I was slightly surprised, and I was in on the whole thing.) From the outside of the house everything looked completely normal. The inside however had been transformed into something from a bad horror film. Candlesticks, skulls, cobwebs (how the hell she made THOSE was beyond me), dust, coffins, etc… You name it, it was there.

“Um, Joyce, what did you do…?” Jacques asked slowly from beside me, slightly apprehensive.

“What does it look like I did, silly?” she replied from the other room. I couldn’t help but laugh when Joyce came into our view. I could hear thoughts of shock from both Jack and Jacques, and I was able to see their expressions for myself through Joyce’s mind. The red-head vampire stood before us dressed like a mini Dracula, complete with a cape and all. She grinned at us, showing off the fact that she was wearing fake, but very realistic looking, fangs.

“Um, Joyce, what exactly are you planning…?” Jacques asked meekly, fearing what she had in store for us. Meanwhile Jack was still too shocked to speak. I didn’t completely mind though, because his thoughts were a little too kinky at the moment to be spoken aloud.

“We’re having a ‘vampire’ party tonight,” Joyce replied, grinning mischievously. “Most of the guests will be human, but I do have a few vampire friends who are coming as well.” Hmm, I hope they remember to hunt beforehand…

By this point Jack had finally recovered the use of his voice. “Isn’t this kind of thing normally saved for Halloween?”

“I didn’t feel like waiting that long.” She skipped her way directly in front of us and grabbed both guys by the hand. “Come on, let’s get your guys ready now.”

“What?!? No way!” Jack exclaimed at the same time that Jacques said, “You’ve gotta be kidding me!”

Blatantly ignoring their protests, she proceeded to drag them both to her room upstairs. She even ignored the waves of pity that Jacques futilely tried to instill in her. “Give it up, bro. No amount of pity that you make me feel will get you out of this.” Your stuff is already in your room, Kathrin. I trust that you can dress yourself. Unlike these guys.