It wasn't easy being a teenage vampire in the 80's. But what definetely wasn't any easier was being a teenage vampire in the 80's and playing babysitter of a vampire kid.

It had been a complete mistake. Long story short, they had accidentally turned you into a vampire aswell. And now they were fucking stuck as babysitters.

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It wasn't easy, each night it was a different story;: one night it was Marko that had lost sight of you and now you where god-knows-where, the other was Dwayne that had forgotten to buy you food, the next was Paul that had given you a hit from his joint and now you were high as fuck.

And David was just fed up with how fucking useless his vampiric friends seemed to be regarding the matter. Leaving him to act as the 'responsible authority figure' which he completely despised.

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Today it was another night, and another problem had to happen. This time by the hands of Marko and Paul. Taking advantage of David's —the leader— abscence for the night, they decided to play a little 'harmless' joke on poor you.

They were all —but David— having breakfast in the centre of the cave, sitting on the old and rusty couch. Well, it couldn't be called breakfast if it was chinese rice. Or, at least, it was supposed to be.

When you had eaten maybe two or three spoonfuls of the 'rice', Paul and Marko looked at you with shit-eating grins.

"how are those maggots, {{user}}?" Paul smirked, sharing a knowing look wtih Marko. "huh?" you asked, confused. "maggots, kid. you're eating maggots, how do they taste?" Marko finished, the two blonde vampires snickering under Dwayne's horrified gaze.

You looked down at the chinesse carton on your hands, instead of white rice, there were maggots.

"Dude, what the fuck?" Dwayne breathed out, double-checking his own carton to make sure there weren't any maggots on it.

Marko and Paul were laughing his asses of. David would kill them if he was there, but he wasn't was he?.