The Monster

"That is the scary thing about it,they could get to the point where they only think of themselves. I agree we’re not animals but we have to hunt like them".She said as she ran her hands through her hair. "I’ve never seen that movie but I’ve heard about it and it really would be scary if it turned out like that".

           "Yeah." He pauses, "Do you drink from humans then?" It's a question he's never really been able to ask since she's the second vampire -- not including his ex -- that he's ever met. He'd talks to Barbie about it and she thought it was gross that he refused to drink human blood -- until she found out the reason of course.

"Yes,sadly they are really selfish beings".She looked down at the ground as she messed with her ring a little bit. "I agree a world where there is total freedom would be complete and utter madness".She looked back at him and noticed that his mood seemed to change when she asked the question.

             "Not all of them, but they all have the potential to be. We were programmed like that for survival, but we're not like animals anymore or well we shouldn't be, but sometimes our instincts are less progressed than the human race as of now. We aren't guys living in caves and hunting deer with spears, you know?" He nods then, "It'd be like that scary movie, the purge or whatever. People would steal and kill whoever they wanted and not have to face consequences other than the chance of someone getting revenge."

“It really pisses me off that some people don’t care that other people have to possibly go to work early the next day and don’t want to be woken up by those stupid noise-makers”. She put her hands over her ears before she noticed him folding his arms over his chest like an annoyed child. “I never could tell why they called this place the land of the free when they keep so many people away from something that truly want. I’m pretty sure it’s much different in Switzerland,much more free than here”. She laughed gently at the last part. She always wished that people were treated equally no matter what they were.

             "People don't like to think about other people. Selfish by nature," He explains nonchalantly -- he'd been selfish and he's paid the price for it,  "Because we have more freedom here than most countries, at least. It's not perfect and it's not completely free. Complete freedom would mean anarchy." He scratches his jaw lightly then sighs -- annoyed by the people not too terrible far away and their noise, but his demeanor instantly changes when she asks her question.

               "I know right? It's like, people want to sleep. People have work. People have things to do. Don't be an ass by setting your fireworks off when it's not even the fourth" He says with a little huff -- arms crossing over his chest, "Yeah. It's like, if my mom can't marry her girlfriend wherever she wants in the god damned country and it be respected then we aren't free. If people of color can't get jobs or working at mcdonalds with a college degree then we aren't free. There's so much shit. This country is religious based, based on the Christian faith yet claims to be free when sometimes people can't walk around without someone trying to shove religion down their throat. I bet you it's not like this in Switzerland," The last part is said in a joking manner, but the rest is serious. He's never been much of a politics kind of guy but really, humans irks him sometimes -- even when he was human himself.

             "It's Adrien, but close enough," Caleb says with a small little laugh. He was sure that if he were human -- just the mention of the male would have left his cheeks a bright crimson, "He's good though. I took your advice not to do the candles and fancy shit and it was pretty great, I guess." He tries to be casual about it, but there's no containing that smile.

"I mean I understand you have a big dating trope you can’t take advantage of. You can’t take me out to eat because you can’t eat regular food. You did the best with the choices available to you and I thought it was lovely." He blushed a bit and looked out the window at the makeout comment. It was truer than most things he had heard the day but he still had that virginal, scandalized reaction to talking about such things.

           "Well technically I could, but then you'd see me vomiting it back up later on. You have no idea how much I miss actual food. I wish I could do that stuff and it be chill and normal." He sighs a bit then -- noticing the pick up of speed in the other male's heart beat and smiling a bit to himself then. He loved the effect he had on Adrien, in all honesty. He was going to miss that when the other left him even if it was temporary. He'd miss the warlocks flushing cheeks and the feel of his lips. Was that so wrong?

             "I'm glad you did considering it was so last minute and rushed and all that. I swear I had a solid plan for our first date, but I was told that candles and flowers and all that was too much and that I was being a stupid little hopeless romantic and plus I wanted to see you," Caleb explains, "So I'm glad you liked my shit half put together cover and making out with me. I had fun too though," Caleb smiles a bit before his focus goes to the road though he wants so badly to just stare at the other for hours upon hours -- though the other might find that a bit weird at best.

Barbie furrowed her eyebrows when she had heard a laugh, it was familiar one though but just because it was familiar didn’t change the fact that it pissed her off a little bit. 

When she saw it was Caleb she shoke her head at the young vamp, “My face is ok but I’m one-hundred and ten percent sure that my dignity is sprained.” Barbie joked, “Caleb, look at me, do you really expect mean to ask someone for help” Barbie added, “I am an independent women that had a bad understanding of physics, could you really blame me baby vamp?” She explained mocking him with the nickname she’d given him.

             "I can imagine," The younger vampire beams at the older. He's already informed her of his now blooming relationship with the enchanting young druid though no nitty gritty details have been particularly discussed. In fact, that two hadn't talked in perhaps a few days -- minus him taking the initiative to tell her he was still breathing via text so that the other didn't come banging at his door again as she had done previously when he had gone incognito because of the once spiraling depression and self hatred he had carried, but no more.

As the vampire’s hands slowly tease down Adrien’s sides, he shudders and bows his back into him, his irises softly glowing gold with the magical energy flaring within his body at the arousal. “Stop it or I’ll take you right against this ca-AHH!” He is interrupted again by Caleb’s hand wandering towards a place that makes all logical thought halt right in its tracks.

Barbie had been in search for a nice getaway place to relax and not be bothered by the outside, Her apartment never served that to her when you included the rowdy twin boys that were upstairs, the stoners next door who reaked of weed and pizza and blasted way too much Nirvana and the couple on the opposite side who were obviously going through some problems, It was like a soup opera with those folk though. Barbie could write a eight page essay on the dramatic tale of the disloyal arrogant boyfriend and the big-headed dogmatic girlfriend who had an impulse to scream every 20-30 minutes. Barbie was worn out to say the least.

As she pranced into Crescent City the smell of earl grey tea and well worn books smacked her in the face, She felt immediately at home and started her search through the plethora of books, She was extremely picky when it came to books and she definitely always picked a book because it’s cover was interesting, Although she was too ashamed to admit it. It felt peaceful to feel the absolute silence in such a small space, Barbie felt apologetic that the only thing to ruin everyone’s peace was her clunky wedges that sounded like tap dancing against the old wood but it didn’t seem like it bothered anyone else.

As her eyes scanned through the library her fingers tilting each book out of its position to see if anything peaked her interest, but no luck until she looked at the books higher up and spotted a gold and black book almost ready to fall out of place but alas her five foot six stature couldn’t reach it, anyone could be able to determine that but instead of asking for help she was determined and went on the tip toe of her wedges as she barely grabbed the book she fell flat on the ground and watched as the book she was after fall onto her face, “I am such a fucking idiot.” Barbie hissed at herself while she sat up. If she was human her face would be as red as a cherry right now but thankfully her pale complexion kept some of her pride intact, She hoped and prayed no one would come over and see her how much of a klutz she was. But with all the noise she caused it was bound to happen.

             Caleb had come to the bookstore hoping that perhaps by chance he'd find a book of a much different interest. Adrien had managed to get him interested in the world of druids and honestly wanted to know more about the culture -- both to feed his curiosity without overbearing his boyfriend with questions -- and to impress the other with knowledge he'd gain on his own time. He was only distracted by the familiar smell of the vampire, trailing from shelf to shelf in hopes of finding her. It's funny that he's seeking her out as he generally avoided her. Her motherly nature could irk him at most times alongside the pet names she had given him. How wretched.

             There's a laugh that leaves his lips when he sees the other reaching for a book -- one and which his 6 foot 3 inches could have easily gotten, but before he could walk over to get it for her, it was falling on her face and then there's another -- much louder laugh as he moves to Barbie's side. Perhaps he's in such a good mood because of his situation -- complete and totally smitten with the male witch that he can't find the heart to be his brooding and angry self. The smile on his features is real, sincere, revealing dimples set in his cheeks.