A Pretty Face With Great Taste!

He’d been asleep in his coffin when the banging starts. It’s simply annoying at first, but he does his best to ignore it. He even makes a point to roll over and tug his pink bat blanket over his head. After a moment though, the banging continues and when he finally has enough he groans. He then sits up, throwing the lid off with flair and stepping out of his resting place

“Alright, Alright! Hold your horses darling, I’m coming.” Oh, and now he is stomping to the door with a huff. “Not even in a good way dammit.”

Once he makes it to the door, he throws it open. He then leans against the doorframe in all his extra glory, eyeing his new guest with interest.

“Well, aren’t you an interesting sight. Ohhh, and is that wings? So interesting and cute aren’t you? How curious~”

And now he is leaning forward, pushing himself off the door frame and close enough to tower over the other

“I-I… I uh…need to…” He stuttered out softly and bit his lip gently. He needed to ask to use a phone, or maybe for food, or maybe for something to drink. However, he stumbled instead and fell against the stranger.

Watching his guest fall in to his chest, Lewis grins. While he doesn’t know what’s going on, he certainly has no complaints. His night is already becoming oh so interesting

“Ohh, well aren’t you just a mess? Not even in a good way either my dear. I suppose we should get you inside then, and ohh. I suppose I’ll get to play doctor~”

Oh, and there he goes. Lewis is now scooping the stranger in to his arms, carrying him towards his coffin bridal style. The asshole looks like he is having too much fun with this already. Especially as he drops his guest in to the coffin, already moving to lean over the edge and purr

By the time he does, he’s in a little coffin that’s been made into a rather comfy bed.

“I-I… I need a phone…” He said gently, his face pale. “I…wanna call home I…can finally go…back… He’s finally gone and I…I wanna…” He muttered out softly, before whimpering as he tried to sit up.

Now reaching forward, Lewis hums. This man just seems so frail that he doesn’t even use his hand. Instead he pushes the man back with a single finger, raising a brow at how easy it is

Just gonna throw Mortimor into this cause I have an urge…

Well, to be honest, Mortimor wasn’t as offended as his other brethren. Just a little hurt that his own existence was being questioned by someone. The King of Monsters wondering if there was any hope of convincing the ghost of the existence of other paranormal entities and creatures, but also respecting his beliefs and views.

A party? Well, from what he remembered, parties could be pretty fun and a way to meet new people and faces. He couldn’t remember the last time he held or attended a party to be honest. It felt like centuries in fact.

…but he had no real plans to throw one right now. It seemed unnecessary and he didn’t think he was a good party planner anyway.

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When the other vampire begins to flail about, Lewis blinks. He doesn’t quite understand what’s going on, but he doesn’t seem deterred. In fact now he is watching the other intently before letting out a cry of realization. He even goes as far as to snap his fingers before slinking even closer

Personal space? What is that?

“Ohh, I know! Forgive me if I’m wrong, but is it that you are unable to voice your thoughts? Oh dear, I do hope you can forgive me for not being observant. Don’t worry though, I promise to keep my eye on you to avoid anymore misunderstandings.”

With a purr, he makes a point to return the other’s smile. His eyes are wide and bright now, and he seems to being doing just as he promised. He’s probably observing his new party companion much too closely. It’s all for the good of science though. After all, it now seems that they will have to work together a little more closely than Lewis previously expected. That’s certainly not a problem for him though. This could be very, very fun~

“Well then darling, how about we plan something together hm? I have a few decorations in mind, but I’d prefer your input. I even have some decoration booklets we can loom through together. Shall we get to it then?”

Mortimor’s ears perked up and nodded with a brighter smile as the other seemed to understand the situation with his silence. Clasping his hands together and glad that there wouldn’t be any further miscommunication. Though, he was considering grabbing a pad and pen to write down what he needed to say to the other.

He didn’t seem to mind the closeness from the other vampire. Not having very many ideas yet for the party the other seemed to be excited to throw. Seeming to have ideas already.

With some more finesse, he nodded and tried his best to gesture for the other to share his ideas . Eager to hear what ideas he had. Maybe he could also take a look at those booklets and give some ideas, since the other wanted them to plan together.

It seemed he was startling to get excited about this party.

Taking the invitation for what it is, Lewis grins. Each dang is on display now. Loud and proud as he claps his hands together excitedly. Time to get down to business then!!

“Oh goodie then! Let’s see, we will need streamers for sure. Strobe lights are pretty spectacular too, but I find they can really incapacitate one’s view of another. We can’t have that if we are planning to meet and greet and how do the kids these days say it…”

Eyebrows furrowing together, Lewis hums. He then brings his index finger to his chin, tapping it there as he tries to remember the expression.

“Ah, do the raising of the roof! That’s the expression. Now then, I would say a gothic theme would really give us flair, but see that’s what they’d expect. For this party we’d need to go outside the proverbial box. Tell me, what do you think of a masquerade type party?? Is that too boring?”

Oh, and now he is staring at Mortimor and trying to gage his expression. He now understands the man can’t speak, but it seems he isn’t swayed to treat him any differently. He’d just pay close attention to body language

It’s one language he is absolutely fluid in after all~

Oh, streamers and strobe lights? He had heard of those before, having seen some streamers before but never strobe lights. Technology was rather fascinating to him thought and the mortals seemed to come up with some really interesting things. Maybe they could try the strobe lights if they were really feeling ambitious about it.

There was a silent giggle as the other mentioned raising the roof. Mortals had such a way with words sometimes and he thought that saying was always a little silly. Though at the mention of a masquerade, Mortimor quickly clapped his hands enthusiastically and nodded. Seeming to love the idea. 

He always did find them so elegant after all and the costumes to match the masks were always so gorgeous and creative. Oh, he’d have to check if he had something appropriate to wear now. Pretty sure he had something in his wardrobe that would work nicely for such a party. No doubt he had a couple masks too.

Now clapping his hands as well, Lewis smiles. It seems he is getting hyped over their planning, his eyes wide and shimmering as he stares at the other vampire

“That’s perfect then dear! Now we just have to figure out the finer details and I’ll probably have to go shopping. Perhaps you can help me pick out the right fit! Oh, but you are right!”

Reading his body language, Lewis realizes he is getting ahead of himself. Music first and color scheme, then they can move on to his favorite part!

“Music is going to be the most important part! So, what kind of music should we pick? I’m all for the waltz and the classics, but I’m of the opinion we will need some sort of modern touches as well. We do want to draw in the best of both worlds right? What do you think my dear??”

If you could change anything about yourself, what would it be and why?

How do you take your anger out?

Have you ever been severely depressed? If so, why, and how did you handle it?

Who is someone you’ve cut out of your life, or wanted too, and why?

What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever worked for?

Have you ever faced discrimination? If so, what was it?

Has someone close to you ever said something that hurt your feelings? If so, what was it, and did they ever make up for it?

Have you ever been hit by someone close to you? If so, who hit you, and did they ever make up for it?

What’s some trauma you have, and how did you get it?

What was the scariest moment you’ve had in public?

What’s the relationship like between you and your parents?

Where do you go to be alone?

Have you ever put your hands on someone? If so, who, and did you ever make up for it?

What’s the craziest thing you’ve done with another person?

Who’s the first person you contact on a lonely night and why?

What’s your biggest regret and why?

If you could pick only one person in your life, who would it be and why?

What gives you nostalgia?

What’s something embarrassing that you enjoy doing, and why is it embarrassing?

Flirt with Arthur!

Darling?

Now stepping closer, the vampire hums. He then leans forward, eyes roaming over him intently. After a moment, he seems to smirk and display a single fang

Now slipping closer, Lewis gives him a sultry smirk. He then slips an arm around him, caging him between himself and the wall

“Are you sure there isn’t anything I can do to make you change your mind? I’m willing to do almost anything my dear~”

Just gonna throw Mortimor into this cause I have an urge…

Well, to be honest, Mortimor wasn’t as offended as his other brethren. Just a little hurt that his own existence was being questioned by someone. The King of Monsters wondering if there was any hope of convincing the ghost of the existence of other paranormal entities and creatures, but also respecting his beliefs and views.

A party? Well, from what he remembered, parties could be pretty fun and a way to meet new people and faces. He couldn’t remember the last time he held or attended a party to be honest. It felt like centuries in fact.

…but he had no real plans to throw one right now. It seemed unnecessary and he didn’t think he was a good party planner anyway.

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Despite the smile and the wave, he keeps waiting for a response. When he doesn’t get one, he offers the other a pout, one little fang sticking out as he acts every bit the child he is

“Well, I’m a lot of things darling, but I’m not the best at reading silence. I tell you what though, why don’t you at least consider it? We could throw the biggest party the world has ever seen. It will be our own little monster mash!”

Oh, and here he leans forward and gives the other a toothy grin

“It’ll be a graveyard smash~”

It didn’t take long for Mortimor to notice the pout that graced the other’s features, a silent gasp leaving him as he realized the other must not realize he didn’t talk. Quickly gesturing and trying to show the other that. Not liking the idea that the other thought him rude and was giving him the silent treatment for no reason.

Though, he paused his movements as the other leaned in close, a light pink dusting his cheeks and ears flattening down a bit. Well, if the other was set on having a part he wouldn’t object. It could be fun after all.

He gave a small smile, if not somewhat awkward to the other, and tried to express the desire to help throw one. Now, it was just decorating and seeing who they could get on such short notice.

When the other vampire begins to flail about, Lewis blinks. He doesn’t quite understand what’s going on, but he doesn’t seem deterred. In fact now he is watching the other intently before letting out a cry of realization. He even goes as far as to snap his fingers before slinking even closer

Personal space? What is that?

“Ohh, I know! Forgive me if I’m wrong, but is it that you are unable to voice your thoughts? Oh dear, I do hope you can forgive me for not being observant. Don’t worry though, I promise to keep my eye on you to avoid anymore misunderstandings.”

With a purr, he makes a point to return the other’s smile. His eyes are wide and bright now, and he seems to being doing just as he promised. He’s probably observing his new party companion much too closely. It’s all for the good of science though. After all, it now seems that they will have to work together a little more closely than Lewis previously expected. That’s certainly not a problem for him though. This could be very, very fun~

“Well then darling, how about we plan something together hm? I have a few decorations in mind, but I’d prefer your input. I even have some decoration booklets we can loom through together. Shall we get to it then?”

Mortimor’s ears perked up and nodded with a brighter smile as the other seemed to understand the situation with his silence. Clasping his hands together and glad that there wouldn’t be any further miscommunication. Though, he was considering grabbing a pad and pen to write down what he needed to say to the other.

He didn’t seem to mind the closeness from the other vampire. Not having very many ideas yet for the party the other seemed to be excited to throw. Seeming to have ideas already.

With some more finesse, he nodded and tried his best to gesture for the other to share his ideas . Eager to hear what ideas he had. Maybe he could also take a look at those booklets and give some ideas, since the other wanted them to plan together.

“Oh goodie then! Let’s see, we will need streamers for sure. Strobe lights are pretty spectacular too, but I find they can really incapacitate one’s view of another. We can’t have that if we are planning to meet and greet and how do the kids these days say it...”

Eyebrows furrowing together, Lewis hums. He then brings his index finger to his chin, tapping it there as he tries to remember the expression.

“Ah, do the raising of the roof! That’s the expression. Now then, I would say a gothic theme would really give us flair, but see that’s what they’d expect. For this party we’d need to go outside the proverbial box. Tell me, what do you think of a masquerade type party?? Is that too boring?”

Oh, and now he is staring at Mortimor and trying to gage his expression. He now understands the man can’t speak, but it seems he isn’t swayed to treat him any differently. He’d just pay close attention to body language

Just gonna throw Mortimor into this cause I have an urge…

Well, to be honest, Mortimor wasn’t as offended as his other brethren. Just a little hurt that his own existence was being questioned by someone. The King of Monsters wondering if there was any hope of convincing the ghost of the existence of other paranormal entities and creatures, but also respecting his beliefs and views.

A party? Well, from what he remembered, parties could be pretty fun and a way to meet new people and faces. He couldn’t remember the last time he held or attended a party to be honest. It felt like centuries in fact.

…but he had no real plans to throw one right now. It seemed unnecessary and he didn’t think he was a good party planner anyway.

Despite the smile and the wave, he keeps waiting for a response. When he doesn’t get one, he offers the other a pout, one little fang sticking out as he acts every bit the child he is

“Well, I’m a lot of things darling, but I’m not the best at reading silence. I tell you what though, why don’t you at least consider it? We could throw the biggest party the world has ever seen. It will be our own little monster mash!”

Oh, and here he leans forward and gives the other a toothy grin

“It’ll be a graveyard smash~”

It didn’t take long for Mortimor to notice the pout that graced the other’s features, a silent gasp leaving him as he realized the other must not realize he didn’t talk. Quickly gesturing and trying to show the other that. Not liking the idea that the other thought him rude and was giving him the silent treatment for no reason.

Though, he paused his movements as the other leaned in close, a light pink dusting his cheeks and ears flattening down a bit. Well, if the other was set on having a part he wouldn’t object. It could be fun after all.

Personal space? What is that?

“Ohh, I know! Forgive me if I’m wrong, but is it that you are unable to voice your thoughts? Oh dear, I do hope you can forgive me for not being observant. Don’t worry though, I promise to keep my eye on you to avoid anymore misunderstandings.”

With a purr, he makes a point to return the other’s smile. His eyes are wide and bright now, and he seems to being doing just as he promised. He’s probably observing his new party companion much too closely. It’s all for the good of science though. After all, it now seems that they will have to work together a little more closely than Lewis previously expected. That’s certainly not a problem for him though. This could be very, very fun~

Just gonna throw Mortimor into this cause I have an urge…

Well, to be honest, Mortimor wasn’t as offended as his other brethren. Just a little hurt that his own existence was being questioned by someone. The King of Monsters wondering if there was any hope of convincing the ghost of the existence of other paranormal entities and creatures, but also respecting his beliefs and views.

A party? Well, from what he remembered, parties could be pretty fun and a way to meet new people and faces. He couldn’t remember the last time he held or attended a party to be honest. It felt like centuries in fact.

…but he had no real plans to throw one right now. It seemed unnecessary and he didn’t think he was a good party planner anyway.

“Well, I’m a lot of things darling, but I’m not the best at reading silence. I tell you what though, why don’t you at least consider it? We could throw the biggest party the world has ever seen. It will be our own little monster mash!”

Oh, and here he leans forward and gives the other a toothy grin

He’d been asleep in his coffin when the banging starts. It’s simply annoying at first, but he does his best to ignore it. He even makes a point to roll over and tug his pink bat blanket over his head. After a moment though, the banging continues and when he finally has enough he groans. He then sits up, throwing the lid off with flair and stepping out of his resting place

“Alright, Alright! Hold your horses darling, I’m coming.” Oh, and now he is stomping to the door with a huff. “Not even in a good way dammit.”

Once he makes it to the door, he throws it open. He then leans against the doorframe in all his extra glory, eyeing his new guest with interest.

“Well, aren’t you an interesting sight. Ohhh, and is that wings? So interesting and cute aren’t you? How curious~”

And now he is leaning forward, pushing himself off the door frame and close enough to tower over the other

“I-I… I uh…need to…” He stuttered out softly and bit his lip gently. He needed to ask to use a phone, or maybe for food, or maybe for something to drink. However, he stumbled instead and fell against the stranger.

Watching his guest fall in to his chest, Lewis grins. While he doesn’t know what’s going on, he certainly has no complaints. His night is already becoming oh so interesting

“Ohh, well aren’t you just a mess? Not even in a good way either my dear. I suppose we should get you inside then, and ohh. I suppose I’ll get to play doctor~”

Oh, and there he goes. Lewis is now scooping the stranger in to his arms, carrying him towards his coffin bridal style. The asshole looks like he is having too much fun with this already. Especially as he drops his guest in to the coffin, already moving to lean over the edge and purr