Author: Asuka Ootori PM
Terasa and Chandler are stuck in Van Helsing. Will they fall in love or will they just piss off the Vampire? "Next time you sneak off I'll start dismembering you, starting with your fingers!" Perhaps they'll do both for fun! Slight spoiler if you haven't read PotC: Our Story, but you don't have to read that fic to understand this one at all.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Adventure - Van Helsing & Velken - Chapters: 17 - Words: 10,701 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 10 - Updated: 07-04-12 - Published: 02-29-12 - id: 7883767
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Velkan stops beat boxing and I pop another cough drop in my mouth, throwing the wrapper on the fifth mountainous pile.
"Maybe singing for two days straight wasn't such a great idea," I say, barely above a whisper.
"Definitely not one of our more brilliant ideas," Terasa agrees, her voice almost completely gone. I nod, remembering the look on Chocula's face—priceless! His left eye twitching, scowl on his face, and hands balled into fists before he runs out screaming about wanting to kill us. I laugh, but it quickly turns into a cough. I am Never doing that again, no matter what! Oh, my poor throat, I think I broke it. Terasa and I look at each other, shaking our heads. Soon the Tylenol I took a couple minutes ago begins to kick in and I begin to dream.
Wind rushes past me as I fall. The Gargoyles on the tower above me grow smaller; the fog begins to dissipate and I can see jagged spikes of ice pointing up at me. A black, three-eyed crow appears next to me.
'Fly,' it whispers to me,'fly.' I shake my head.
'I have no wings.'
'Fly,' it whispers again. The icy spikes loom nearer and nearer as my fall quickens….
I jerk awake, feeling around me to see if I'm full of holes—I'm not thank god. Shaking my head, I sit up. "I think I need to lay off Game of Thrones for awhile," I rasp.
"You need to stop talking," a familiar voice whispers.
"Van Helsing," I smirk," do you even know who you're talkin' to?"
"I have a pretty good idea, yes." I smile and stand up before giving him a giant hug.
"You're so fluffy! I'm gonna call you Furball from now on," I say, patting his head. He'll never know why until he turns into a giant Fido. Van just shakes his head, staring at Terasa. "Why are you standing there, go wake 'er up," I say, smacking his arm. Van glares at me.
"You do it."
"Ah, no—I may talk slow but I ain't stupid! You're her boyfriend, you do it!" I push him forward, starting a pushing fight and we both end up falling…waking the She-Devil. Van and I continue rolling around, not realizing that Terasa had woken up. "Stop," I whisper harshly," do you hear that?"
"I don't hear anything."
"Exactly, the snoring has stopped." The two of us slowly turn our heads and find a furious looking Terasa. Out of instinct, I point to Van. "It was all his fault!"
"Hey!" I glare at Van, daring him to speak again. "Terasa, you know I would never—"She smacks us both before walking out of the cell. I smack Van Helsing.
"Way to go, Furball!" I run after Andi(Terasa), thinking about the three-eyed crow from my dream. Maybe it was all those cough drops. If all the raindrops were lemon drops and gum drops oh what a rain that would be.
"Kit," Terasa growls," no mind singin', you'll drive me insane!" Somebody got up on the wrong side of the dirt!
A/N: Yes, it's short, but I'm busy over the summer! R&R, so I know if it's any good—plus reviews make me and Voldemort happy! Voldy== :) Me== :-)