if I were Dracula I would simply turn into a tiny bat every time someone threatened me, and look as adorable as possible
No one could possibly bring themselves to stake this little guy. Look at him.
Mina: Stake him, Jonathan.
Jonathan, with a teeny tiny bat vibrating happily in his hand: I don't think I can.
Mina: Nonsense. Hurry up.
Jonathan: This seems...unsporting.
Mina: Was it sporting when you hit him with a shovel?
Jonathan, as the bat rubs its head against his palm: Are we sure that this is even him? Shouldn't he be trying to fly away?
Mina: The stake, Jonathan.
Jonathan: The stake's bigger than his entire body. I don't think this is going to work.
Mina, sighing deeply: I'll go find a toothpick.
The Bat: *squeaks adorably*





















