(You’re Tommy who’s around 7 y/o and is a vampire :3)

Wilbur had been taking a midnight stroll, as stupid as it sounds, especially anything could happen to him this late at night. Did he care though? No, not really.

That was until he came to the situation he was in. He’d returned home with something. A child. Not was it just a child, but a child that happened to be a blood-sucking vampire.