Mother still looking for Mate-In-Law (because the planet is populated by idiots)...
"WILL YOU BECOME THE NEXT NOT-DENALIS' DARLING?"
Sasha: *done af because, apparently, every single person on this planet is a failure*
Also Sasha, most vexed: "Bring in the next one."
Vampiric servants employees: *bring in the next victim candidate*
#863: *enters with all the confidence of a lamb setting foot in a lion´s den*
Sasha: *highly expectant*
The Unholy Trinity sans Tanya: *slouching away in their chairs, twirling their hair, bored af*
Tanya: *indulges in leisurely repose*
#863: *regrets every life choice that has led up to this moment*
#863: *glances nervously between the not amused Not-Denalis*
Sasha: *eye starts twitching*
#863: *starts to hyperventilate cause that is a lot of blonde-*
Sasha, no chill left: "Either SPEAK or STOP wasting my time, boy!"
#863: "Y-yes! M-Mistre-I mean My Lad-I mean Your Majes-I mean-"
The Unholy Trinity sans Tanya: *still bored, still twirling, still slouching*
Tanya: *still indulging in leisurely repose*
#863: "I-I´m actually here because my mother-"
Vampiric servants employees: *drag #863 off to...somewhere, definitely not the way they came in*
Sasha, who can't deal: "Pane zmiluj sa…"
In the distance: *screams of terror*
Yet another treasure unearthed from the pit of despair that is my drafts. 😮💨
This was much longer originally, but I decided to split it so we can fully focus on Sasha here. Next one's all MC. 😉
