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Vampires Can Have Crushes Too!

Chapter 8: Can't.. Sleep... Bonus 2!

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A sweet and short bonus where Marcy can't sleep, thinking of her perfect girlfriend!

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Marcy couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned not particularly irritated as such but simply could not sleep. She blamed the excitement of the night and the fact she was trying to sleep in the day, which went against her normal body clock, so defeatedly, she wandered around the castle only to find it echoingly empty as all its residents were currently attending to duties. The insominic girl sighed and dejectedly slumped on a nearby sofa and sipped her black coffee. The coffee then reminded her of Anne, who she didn't recall actually drinking the coffee she ordered her, but then again, it makes sense since she was a literal vampire. I mean, who would have even guessed that, huh? " she thought to herself. But then again, she thought Anne wouldn't be particularly busy right now since it is daytime soo....

KNOCK KNOCK

Anne rolled her eyes and remained slumped on the sofa.

KNOCK KNOCK

She clenched her teeth in frustration, trying to further ignore the knocking and focus in her show.

KNOCK KNOCK

"NO ONES HERE, GO AWAY!" Anne yelled, finally snapping and ignoring Hop Pops' rule of disregarding a door knocker, assuming that it was some rich newt trying to sell something cheap. The rest of the
Plantars barely battered an eye to the knocking; clearly used to this from Wartwood.

"ANNE, SILLY, WHO ANSWERED IF NO ONES HERE, HUH? MIGHT AS WELL LEAVE THEN, SO LONG-"
Anne flung the door open at the sound of her girlfriends voice and yelled a tad louder than she should have,"HI MARCY!"
Marcy gave that cute giggle and hugged her, quickly explaining how she couldn't sleep so she might aswell visit Anne for you know purposes definitely not because she couldn't stop thinking about her and her surreal perfections and her amazing, soothing voice and- definitely not because of that.
"Yeah, yeah, of course, you're always welcome here, marcy," Anne said, grabbing her hands eagerly and guiding
her into the shared room. Oh fuck, she thought. Hop Pop, sprig and polly was standing right staring at them, all sharing the same devious smirk once seeing the couple together. She recognised the devillish look Polly and Sprig gave one another (as 90% she's the one giving it) and she could even see Hop Pops overexcited little brain overworking itself to form some type of shenanigan. Classic Plantars, she thought half with pride half with dread.
"Soooooo, HI MARCY!" Sprig and polly chorused, jumping up at her poor girl with their energetic hops.
"Oh hiii," she replied, awkwardly not quite sure with the sudden wave of affection that had suddenly hit her.

*Marcys thoughts*

OK, even I can tell that some devious concoction of a scheme is cooking up right this second. I mean look at their faces- omg look at Hop Pops- can I gag? And also what's up with Sprig, pretty sure last time I saw him he hated my guts with a concerning passion. Eh, at least I can be with Anne, I'm happy. (OMG THATS SOUNDS SO FUCKING GAY HELP WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME)

*Annes thoughts*

SHIT I didn't think the Plantars were this embarrassing omg poor marcy and tell me WHY polly and sprig have decided to attack her you can even tell she's uncomfortable NOOOO SHIT FUCK THEYRE RUINING IT WHAT DO I EVEN DO HELP WHAT IF MARCY NEVER WANTS TO COME ROUND AGAIN BECAUSE OF THEM?? AND MY HEAD OMDS MY BED HAIR IS NIGHTMARISH DONT TELL ME ITS LIKE THAT RIGHT NOW I BEG OF ALL THE HIGH GODS FUCKKKKKK THIS COULDNT BE WORSE AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON WHATEVER THE FUCK SCHEMES ARE GOING ON IN THE OTHERS HEADS

*third POV*

"Erm, if this isn't a good time for you Anne, I could leave if you need me to-" Marcy hesitantly suggested trying to read the room and whether she was welcome or not.
"No,no,no, of course I want you to say," Anne reassured, squeezing her hands and then adding in a quieter tone so the Plantars could hear,
"Just ignore whatever shit they tryna pull they're just trying to show their um... lively spirit." Marcy nodded, a light blush pampering over her cheeks over Annes words.
*God, Anne, why do you have to be so bliming sweet?* she thought to herself. Suddenly, she realised that they were tightly holding hand. The blushing couple pulled apart, looking to the side and nervously laughing at Hop Pop, raised eyebrow, and crossed arms.
"AWW, YOU LOVEBIRDS!" Polly exclaimed loudly, and then getting a devious idea, turned on her puppy eyes and begged cutely,"Will you adopt meeee? You can be my parents and I'll be yalls love child..."
"AND ME TOO," Sprig added, springing up and down, waving his hand stupidly in the air. "YALL SEEM SO IN LOVEEEE AND PERFECT AND SO SO SO CUTE- IT MAKES ME MISS MY OWN GIRLFRIEND!"
This mini speech on how 'in love' the two
were caused Anne to turn a bright tomato red and her girlfriend did the same.

*Annes thoughts*

NO NO, NO, THIS IS WORSE THAN I COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED NO THEY WONT STOP OMG. THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING I CANTT IF THEY USE THE WORD LOVE AGAIN I MIGT PHYSICALLY BURST

*Pollys thoughts*

Can't lie, I am dead confused. I'm just waffling shit at this point, but you gotta be honest. It's dead funny. HMMM WAIT, DO I SEE A GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY... eheheh

*third POV*

"Okok, well leave you lovebirds alone now
kinda got better things to do to be honest," Polly suddenly announced, seeming satisfied with the couples flustered reactions (or was she...) as she moved to leave the room. All of a sudden, she clumsily 'accidentally' shoved Anne into Marcy, their body's colliding and crashing onto the ground.
"whoopsies," Polly snickered as she left from the scene, escaping Marcy and Annes in sync scream at her.
Both taken by surprise by Pollys sudden forceful push, neither had the reflex to catch one another like Marcy had done with Anne on several occasions and now they had been left in a hot, flustered heap all because of one tiny tadpole.
"Haha, um erm, didn't expect Polly of all frogs to have such an erm strong p-push!" Marcy stammered, strictly looking to the left to play off how close she was to her.
Anne, on the other hand, wasn't even in much of a state to give a suitable response, and only an indistinguishable murmur met Marcys' bashful words. Getting up and holding a hand out to help Marcy up, the overthrowing vampire repeatedly apologised, only to find her doing the same too. The apologetic pair continued this awkward cycle of excusing one another until Hop Pop interrupted them, chuckling,"Kids these days, you've both made a right old mess, haven't you?"
"He does have a point, you know," Marcymeekly replied, snifling a giggle of realisation of how utterly stupid they must have looked.
Anne, still as red as before, agreed, throwing her head back, laughing,"We have been a bit stupid, havent we? This whole day has felt like some weird fever dream- Hop Pop, did you put anything in my drink?"
"Not this time, Anne, but you never know..." the old man replied mischievously.
"HOP POP!"
"Well, guess I better get going, you should be asleep now, Anne" Marcy pointed
"Nooo!! It was just getting good!" The disappointed tadpole groaned
"Well, I'll see you tonight for a proper date then!" Anne reached out her hand, offering a high five.
Marcy chuckled, she grabbed Annes hand and pulled her face to the flustered vampire, kissing her, the world felt like it had melted like butter, nothing else mattered but this very moment, like time had stopped.
The plantars squealed in pure joy as they wittnessed the events unfold around them

*Hop Pops thoughts*
OH MY FROG OH MY FROG OH MY FUCKING FRICKING FROG THIS IS SO FUCKING ADORABLE IT'S YET ANOTHER PERFECT SHIP MADE BY THE PLANTARS FUCK YES BIG WIN YOU GO GIRLS

*Pollys thoughts*
HOLY SHIT THEY'RE GAY ASF OML OMDS THEY'RE SO CUTE I KNEW IT WOULD WORK TO PUSH THEM YAS GIRLSSS

*Sprigs thoughts*
OML BESTIE YOU GO GIRL GO FUCK THAT BITCH LATER OR SOMETHING Y'ALL PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER THIS IS FUCKING GAY OML I LOVE ITTT Y'ALL GAY AS FUCKING HELL I LOVE IT

"You thought I'd leave with JUST a high five?" Marcy laughed, running back to her hotel room.

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