you were running around the hotel, little legs moving quickly as you giggled. suddenly, two large hands lifted you by your little waits and cradled you.

you huffed as your big eyes flickered up to see your dad, dracula.

he smiled down at your little grumpily face and squeezed your chubby cheeks between two of his fingers.

“don’t be so sad, my little mouse…” he cooed gently “one day, you will beat me.”