|Rose of Transylvania
Author: MinaWestenra PM
Sarah, Alfred and Professor escape with the sleigh. Drabble-ish one-shot; heavily influenced by the movie.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Supernatural/Fantasy - Sarah & Alfred - Words: 197 - Published: 04-19-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8039700
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Her head hangs sleepily, red hair almost matching the lovely blood-red velvet ; wavy curls are mixing to the mist-blue veil and pastel roses of the sumptuous neckline. Color is coming back to her cheeks, giving lovely rose-pink tint to the beautiful face.
"For a moment I feared you are dead", Alfred says and smiles; Sarah raises her head and smiles.
"I am very much alive," she says softly. Her red lips arch to smile, which gives hint of pearl-white teeth. "More than ever."
"My lovely, pure rose," Alfred says; he is in silly, happy mood. He kisses her hand, which has lost it´s earlier iciness. "My lovely, pure rose of Transylvania..."
Sarah opens her mouth; her fangs are long and sharp and she sinks them to Alfred´s throat. Blood splashes to his beautiful blue jacket.
He is too surprised to scream. Pain - like a cut of a big needle - makes him kick convulsively and his right shoe flies to the snow.
Professor Ambrosius hears or notices nothing; he continues to drive the sleigh, when Sarah drinks Alfred dry behind his back.
AN: Pardon my English, it is not my first language.