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Camera shows just Viago sitting on the chaise lounge in the Vampire’s living room.
Viago,
Vampire
“Hallo documentary crew!” Viago says to the camera while waving excitedly . “It has been so long since the movie and soooo much has happened. It’s been.. Wait.” He turns to his side “How long has it been?”
Camera zooms out to show Anton sitting next to Viago on the chaise lounge.
Anton,
Werewolf
“A bit over a year now I think.” Anton says while looking lost in thought, trying to recall the date . “Hard to keep track to be honest, so much has changed since then.”
Viago excitedly pats Anton's knee, causing the wolf to turn a slight shade of crimson. “Yes yes! Ever since we befriended the werewolves things have been much more peaceful for the supernaturals of Wellington. Supernatural on supernatural crime is down 40% this year!”
Viago returns his hand to his lap while Anton clears his throat.
“We’ve been planning regular team building activities between the pack and the vamps to keep bonds strong and all that.”
“And we are sooo excited that it has been going well enough that you want to make another movie of us!” Viago squeaked. “Isn’t that exciting mein kumpel?!”
Anton smiles at Viago as he bounces in place with excitement.
“Yeah man, it’s super exciting.”
Camera cuts to Vlad, Deacon, Nick, Stu, Clifton, Declan, Dion, Nathan G, and Nathan M all squeezed in tightly on and around the couch in the upstairs living room. Camera zooms in on Nick.
Nick,
Vampire
“Thanks for coming here you guys, it's been… well..”
Deacon, sitting next to Nick, shoves his face into the frame.
Deacon,
Vampire
“Unbearable! It has been awful.”
The rest of the room nods in agreement.
“Those two are out of control.” Deacon gags. “Every day with Viago is ‘Oh Anton this, oh Anton that~’.”
Camera shifts to Vlad.
Vladislav,
Vampire
“And they aren’t even fucking!” Vlad pauses, turning towards Clifton. “Wait, they aren’t fucking, right?”
Camera shifts to Clifton and Vlad.
Clifton,
Werewolf
“Ugh, gross dude. Anton is basically our Dad, I don’t want to think about our Dad fucking .”
The rest of the wolves shudder as they share a similar sentiment.
Declan,
Werewolf
Declan mumbles, “ Werewolves not swearwolves-” Clifton turns, giving Declan a glare.
Nick clears his throat. “Anyway, nothing is happening-”
Deacon interrupts “Which is precisely the problem! The two of them clearly want to fuck but neither one will do anything about it!” The rest of the room nods in agreement. “So now every day we are all forced to do these,” Deacon motions with his hands, imitating an excited Viago, “‘ Team building activities’ while the real team building is US against having to see those idiots pining for each other.
Stu,
Werewolf
“I dunno guys, I think it's pretty sweet.” Stu chimes in. “S’nice to see them both happy.” Everyone in the room mumbles in agreement.
“ Yes, but just think of how happy they will be once they finally fuck?” Vlad asks, shrugging. The room mumbles in agreement again.
“We started having movie nights with the pack-” Nick starts before he is interrupted again by Deacon.
“ Yes! We have been doing these ‘movie nights’ to get them to finally do something. It was my idea.”
“The fuck? No it wasn’t.” Nick chimes in.
“Yeah it was my idea.” Says Clifton. The entire group breaks out into an argument over whose idea it was. Camera zooms in on Stu, watching quietly. The text on the screen reads “It was Stu’s Idea” .
Footage switches to the pack and the vampires at the vampire mansion mingling in the living room. Nick and Stu are clearly setting up a DVD player with the vampire’s ancient TV while everyone else hangs out.
Footage switches to Viago talking to the film crew.
“ So this is one of our weekly get-togethers with the wolves! We are doing the ‘movie nights’ which are so much fun and-” Viago stops mid sentence as he realizes something. “ Oh no! I forgot to make the popped corn!” He rushes off towards the kitchen.
Camera shifts to Anton who was standing slightly out of view next to a few of the wolves chatting. “I should go help with that.” He rushes off towards where Viago left. Camera pans out to the entire room staring at the camera in annoyance.
Footage of Anton helping Viago with the popcorn maker plays while Deacon speaks. “We have been trying to pick movies to set the mood with those two but there has been no luck.”
Footage switches back to wolves and vampires on the couch minus Anton and Viago. Nick says “ Yeah, first we started with some horror movies. Y’know, get Anton spooked so he cuddles into Viago or something.”
Dion scoffs, “ I think you mean Viago gets spooked and cuddles into Anton.”
“Viago would never be scared of something as silly as the electronic box! Nothing scares a vampire! It would be Anton who would be scared.” Vlad yells. The room begins to erupt into chaos as vampires and wolves argue over who would be scared out of the pair.
“ANYWAY,” Nick brings the conversation back. “We started with a horror movie thinking that someone might get scared.”
“It didn’t work.” Stu says. Everyone nods.
“First we started with ‘It Follows’ which I thought was pretty fuckin’ scary.” Nick says while everyone nods in agreement, even Vlad and Deacon. “But the whole time Viago and Anton were laughing! They thought it was hilarious.”
“So then we decided to try out romance.” Declan says, “ So we put on Moulin Rouge-”
“A CLASSIC! A MASTERPIECE!” Vlad yells, clearly a fan.
Declan continues, “ But Viago and Anton spent the whole time focusing on the actual music compositions and the set design rather than the actual romance happening.”
Nick continues, “ So we tried a mix of both with Only Lovers Left Alive-”
Clifton interrupts Nick, “ Which by the way, rude to pick a vampire only movie for a vampire AND werewolf movie night.”
Nick resumes, talking loudly over Clifton. “Which the wolves were too busy bickering over the entire time that I don’t think anyone actually got to watch it.”
“And then you picked the next movie! American Werewolf in London!” Vlad mentions .
“Yeah well, then you guys did basically the same thing back at us.” Dion mumbles. “But I do remember hearing Viago asking Anton questions about the movie’s accuracy…”
Footage switches to everyone in the living room watching a movie together. Viago and Anton are sitting next to each other on one of the couches. Nick speaks over the footage. “This week we found a romcom that had absolutely nothing to do with werewolves or vampires. Something about a guy who finds a duck.”
Vlad can be heard in the background, “ Not just any duck! Pierre the duck!”
Footage zooms in on Anton and Viago. The two of them are sitting leg to leg on the couch with their hands on each of their own laps. Slowly they begin to slide their hands closer to the other, just enough that their pinkies are touching.
Nick continues, “Either way, another failed attempt at getting them together as everyone was too busy focusing on the duck than anything else. Maybe we will have more luck now that you guys are here.”
“All done then, yeah?” Anton asks before removing his mic pack. The member of the film crew gives Anton and Viago a thumbs up, allowing them to begin packing up for the evening. After removing his microphone pack, Anton notices Viago struggling with removing the microphone clip from the lace on his shirt. He chuckles, “Here, let me.” He leans over, gently untangling the clip and cables from the lace before Viago can accidently tear it.
“ Danke my friend.” Viago smiles as Anton hands over the microphone. “It’s quite crazy to be doing this again, isn’t it?”
“Eh, you had a lot more experience with this than I did, mate. We only got roped in after running into you lot.”
Viago cringes slightly, “Ah, yes. Not the best first impression.”
“But hey, look where we are now!” Anton pats Viago on the shoulder, “Who knew that just a few years later we would all be hanging out as buds.”
“Yes, yes. I quite like how things are now.” Viago beams at Anton, causing him to look away while he blushes.
“Uh yeah. Me too.” He takes a gulp. “Um I actually-”
Before Anton can finish that sentence, one of the crewmates joins them, though Anton assumes by his expression that the crew member realized he interrupted something and looks guilty. Out of the corner of his eye he swears he sees Vlad and Deacon glaring at the crewmate from the doorway, but when he turns his head, the doorway is empty.
“S-sorry, uh, just collecting the microphones…” The crew member says. Anton thinks he recalls his name being Jeff or something. Once Viago and Anton hand over their packs, the crewmember shuffles out of the room in a hurry.
Viago turns towards Anton, “You were saying, mein schatz?”.
Every time Viago looked at Anton with those big brown eyes, Anton felt a burst of warmth in his chest. The feelings began shortly after the reunion with Stu and only grew more and more as Viago and Anton became closer friends. Anton never thought of himself as having a type, but now he knows he absolutely does. That type just happens to be an immortal killing machine with the eyes of a baby cow.
“Yeah, I have something for you actually.” Anton reaches into his messenger bag, pulling out a small book. He pauses for a moment before handing it to Viago. “Saw this when I was picking up some stuff at the thrift store. It’s a book of poems.”
Viago takes the book gently and slowly drags his hands over the cover. The cover is lavender with leaves and jasmine flowers embroidered around gold foil text. The title reads Petals of the Heart. “You got this for me?” Viago asks quietly.
“Uh yeah, I hope that's okay. I saw it and it reminded me of your jacket. The denim one. And you mentioned liking poetry when you showed me your library last time.” Anton was suddenly getting self conscious. “I hope that's not weird. Sorry, it’s weird isn’t it, I can take it back-” Anton goes to try and take the book back from Viago but he pulls it close to his chest quickly.
“No! No it's not… Thank you Anton. I love it.” Viago grins, fangs and all.
Anton rubs the back of his neck nervously, smiling back at Viago. His watch alarm starts to beep. “Ah shoot, it’s almost sunrise. Guess I should let you get to sleep then, huh?”
Viago giggles, “Yes I suppose so. Good morning Anton~” he says in a sing-song tone.
Anton shakes his head and smiles. “Good morning Viago.” With a small wave, Anton leaves the house, getting in the front seat of his car.
Now seated, he lets himself fully feel the emotions he had been holding in check while at Viago’s. Rubbing his face while he smiles, enjoying the moment, thinking about how Viago smiled at him when he handed him the book-
“You ok there, mate?”
Anton jumped, accidentally hitting his car horn as he remembered that the pack had all carpooled together in his minivan. “
Jesus!”
He yells, in surprise. He takes a moment to catch his breath. “Sorry just, whatever. Collecting my… thoughts.” He clears his throat, his face beet red. “Anyway, let’s get you all home."
