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Awake and full of energy, Trevor steps out of the shower, wrapping his Wolf printed bath towel neatly around his waist as he hums a tune about push-button telephones or something of the like.
He thinks about his thrilling adventure yesterday, and how he and the Flower Kid (but mostly he) had finally revealed the shocking truth to the residents of the Habitat about the ancient Vampire that stalks this very place. Or... practices gardening in this very place.
…Yes, his discoveries were met mostly with indifference from the other Habiticians; but that’s to be expected when you share a building with several other mythical creatures. A Vampire probably isn’t shocking news when you’re an Orc, a Swamp Monster, or French.
Still, he’s very pleased with his deductive skills and the satisfaction of another mystery solved always puts him at ease.
He continues his one-man concert, now muffled by an electric toothbrush, when he notices it.
A double take.
He squints, leaning closer to the mirror.
Twin bite marks on his neck.
The toothbrush falls out of his mouth when it hangs open in shock, and Trevor abandons it in the sink as he rushes to get dressed and find immediate help.
---
Flower kid stretches lazily, rubbing their eyes and scratching their lower back as they give a few appreciative pats to their comfy Cowboy bed and water the slowly-but-surely growing Lily by their window.
They turn around, ready for another day of joy-spreading, and make their way towards the door. They don’t even get to cross the doorframe when an alarmed Trevor crashes into them, both kids stumbling to the floor.
‘’FLOWER!!!!!!!!!! YOU WON’T BELIEVE THIS!!!1!1’’ Trevor gets up, dusting himself off as he shouts. He makes a brief pause from his franctic rambling to help Flower Kid up before grabbing their shoulders and shaking them wildly.
‘’I should’ve KNOWN my daring antics wouldn’t be ignored. LOOK!!’’ He pulls down his scarf, showing Flower Kid the marks on his neck.
They tilt their head to the side in curiosity, though they don’t look nearly as alarmed as the situation calls for. Probably because they don’t unterstand the gravity of what’s happened.
‘’I should’ve been more careful. Slept with one eye open! He went into my room and BIT ME! IN MY SLEEP!!! FLOWER, DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?¿??’’
They shake their head, expression blank.
‘’Mr. Varnnia- He’s trying to get revenge on me. For outing him.’’
Flower Kid remains silent, prompting Trevor to explain further.
‘’Flower, I can’t become infected with Vampirism. I’m already a Werewolf!! And everyone knows- I mean, have you EVER been on an Internet Forum??- You can’t be a Vampire and a Werewolf at the same time. Every person that claims to be both always ends up banned from the discussion.’’
Flower Kid has a hypothesis on why that may be.
‘’Of course, it’s because they’re too DANGEROUS. If we don’t find a cure before nightfall, the Vampire bits will get mixed with Sabastian’s genes and it’ll turn me into a beast so disgustingly overpowered everyone will FEAR ME!!'' He gestures wildly with his arms. ''It could even get me BANNED FROM THE HABITAT!!!!’’ They pull at their hair, now full-on panicking.
This prompts an actual reaction from Flower Kid, who gently moves his hands away from his hair, clutching them instead and allowing Trevor to squeeze the excess energy out.
‘’But um, yeah, I have to find a way to revert this. Will you help me?’’
To that, Flower Kid nods.
---
‘’So, ugh, lemme get this straight’’ Nat sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose.
‘’You think my stupid dad bit you. Because you pissed him off or something.’’ She points at Trevor, who nods franctically. Flower Kid does the same, though less energetically.
‘’And you want me. To bite you. Which, um, ew.’’ She gestures with her hand, not at all thrilled.
‘’To-‘’
‘’To reverse the Vampirism, obviously.’’ Trevor fidgets awkwardly in his spot, somehow not looking nearly as prepared for this interaction as his earlier behavior would’ve suggested.
‘’Dude, that’s like, so gross. You’re all sweaty and you audibly sniff me whenever you stand too close and think I don’t notice.’’
‘’Y-you wouldn’t understand!’’ Trevor snaps back defensively, crossing his arms and looking to the side as a fierce blush spreads across his fase.
‘’…but, uh, I guess I can do it.’’ Trevor perks up.
‘’Huh??’’
‘’Yeah, but only as a favor for the Flower Kid, ‘cause y’know, they’re cool.’’ Nat shrugs, trying to come off as nonchalant. ‘’And because you’ll probably freak out and it’ll be funny.’’ She adds with a smirk.
---
Trevor is freaking out. Nat finds it funny.
His coat sleeve is pulled up as he holds his trembling arm up for Nat to bite.
‘’D-do it. Do it now, Nat. Vampire-ify me- I mean- UN-Vampirify me. (Vampify?)- Reverse the transformation!!! Save my accursed soul from SOCIAL OSTRACISM and UNBALANCED STATS!!!! Mark me now and we shall be BOUND FOR ETERNITY-’’
‘’You said that out loud, just so you know.’’ Nat remarks, eyebrow raised, but lifts his arm anyway as she bares her small yet sharp fangs with a hiss.
Trevor looks away, cheeks slightly darkened and skin sweating. A lot, actually. Nat wipes some of the sweat off before inching closer.
Flower Kid stares with open curiosity.
…
…
‘’What in the world is happening here?’’
Just as quickly as he had flushed with color earlier, Trevor pales, eyes wide.
‘’Y-you.’’ He takes a cautious step back.
Flower Kid blinks.
‘’Daaad, get out of here.’’ Nat Rolls her eyes.
Trencil approaches the group of children cautiously, arms tucked behind his back.
‘’Nat, my dear Flower; if this is what I think it is, then it is a very irresponsible use of the power we possess.’’
‘’But the nerd said-‘’
‘’Nat is only trying to help me!!!’’ Trevor barks, emboldened, a ‘’Yeah, right’’ murmured with a snicker next to him. ‘’Because you BIT ME, you fiend!!’’
‘’Pardon me?’’ He snaps back with indignation.
‘’DON’T PLAY THE FOOL, YOU… YOU FOOL!!!¡’’ Trevor pulls his scarf down dramatically once more.
Trencil squints, leaning closer to a trembling Trevor. Then he clicks his tongue.
‘’…I see. Please excuse me for just a moment, children.’’ With a poof, Trencil flies away in bat form, leaving behind a dumbfounded Trevor, an annoyed Nat and an amused Flower Kid.
---
Trencil returned shortly after with some ointment, an explanation, and a scolding.
‘’-And that is most likely what happened. So no, I did no such thing. And no, you are not going to transform into a Mosquito Werewolf either. Now hold still.’’ Trencil explains, patient yet somewhat exhasperated, as he applies the cream over the sore spot on Trevor’s neck.
‘’You’ve been a particularly detestable brat, you know. Exposing my secrets so rudely and then assuming bad faith.’’ He reprimands but does not yell.
‘’…I- huh…’’
A brief pause.
‘’I’m sorry, mr. Varnnia.’’ He finally says, genuine, as he avoids his gaze in embarrassment
‘’You will be forgiven, as your actions thus far have been mostly inconsequential. But you still have a lot to learn before I can consider giving you my blessing.’’ Though her decision is what counts, at the end of the day, he thinks.
''DAD, WHAT THE F-''
‘’Blessing? You mean curse? I told you, I can’t become a Vampire’’ he counters, the real meaning of Trencil’s words flying right over his head.
Trencil pointedly ignores him.
Nat sighs heavily.
‘’Though… the more I think about it, I wonder what would happen if I did get bitten by a Vampire. Consequences aside, it would be kinda cool if-‘’
Thwack!
''I said hold still.''