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Vincent Blackwood hid in the dimly lit hall in the shadows as he waited for Nicholas or Tabitha to walk by. His grey eyes glowed in the dark as he stood still with fanged grin.
Tabitha was walking down the hall looking around she walked past where her father was hiding.
Vincent leapt out he shadows with fanged grin as his long black cape floated behind him. “Boo!”
Tabitha jumped and laughed as she punched her father with a mischievous grin. “Father!”
Vincent looked at her with fanged smile and laughed as he picked up and twirled her around. “Ah, hello batling it is good to see you.” He kissed her cheek.
Tabitha smiled and laughed hugging him as she punched him. “You are sounding like the Count.”
Vincent raised an eyebrow with a fanged grin and laughed. “Good evening bloodling.” He punched her back.