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“So Scott, care to explain why you’ve invited us here?” Jimmy asked his tail twitching and ears flat, almost as if he could tell something was wrong.
“Well as I'm sure some of you are aware I died-” Scott said his cloak flaring behind him as he strode under the awning of his house.
“To a blaze, imagine” Joel Interjected earning a sharp glare from the cloaked man.
“As I was saying I wanted to show off my new origin,” Scott said, shooting a pointed look at Joel. “Would you all like to come inside? Shelby's already inside due to the sun and all.”
“Is that where Sausage is?” Gem asked, climbing the steps to the manor.
“I haven't seen him in a couple of days,” Fwhip asked his small voice coming from the villager's shoulder.
“You could say that. He's been helping me with something,” he said smirking as he pushed the door open allowing the party access to the house. “Please follow me to the dining hall.” He led them down a passage into the dining hall. The room was rather grand with high vaulted ceilings and large windows that were covered. A large table lined with plush chairs sat in the center of the room, at the head of the table with there was a grand chair and behind it against the wall was an odd curtain that was a tad bit far forward to be covering a window.
“Oh, how fancy!” Kathrine said surveying the room “would look better with some plants though,”
“I don't know guys, it's kind of creepy,” the cat still looked rather frightened despite nothing being explicitly wrong.
“Relax Jimmy I'm sure it's fine,” Laren informed him “it is Scott after all, what could he do,”
“Yeah… what could I possibly do?” the way Scott said it made jimmy’s suspicion grow. Being married to someone on several servers makes it pretty easy to read them. Surprisingly no one else had picked up on it mostly blowing it off as Scott being dramatic.
“Scaredy cat” Joel smirked.
“I am not!”
“Hmm, you are scared, and you’re a cat. Scaredy cat” Lizzie said
“Now would you all like to have a seat? Shelby will bring the food out in a moment,” Scott said walking to the end of the table and taking a seat.
Jimmy when to sit as far away from him and by the door when Scott's voice rang out over the chatter of the others “Jimmy, be a dear and sit next to me would you?”
He got up and made his way over to the seat next to Scott, sitting down he kept his eyes on Scott. His cloak was rather pretty, a plain black thing with a red inner lining. It cast a faint shadow over his face and eyes, however, due to his feline eye jimmy could see that under the hood Scott's normally bright cyan hair was white, and his eyes were a striking red he also looked much paler than usual. Jimmy found the new appearance rather attractive, he was still slightly scared but the fear had for the most part vanished.
“Like what you see kitten?” Scott asked and as he spoke the fangs became apparent. Jimmy hid his face in his hands as he blushed, his ears going flat against his head in embarrassment rather than fear.
“Your a-”
“Better not ruin the surprise dear.” getting out of his chair Scott walked over to jimmy's chair and bending over it whispered in his ear “I don’t plan on hurting you, get behind me when it starts,”
“But Scott they haven't done anything to you.”
“They're trying to kill Shelby, it's them or her.”
“You don't have to kill them for it.”
“Your right I could excuse that however one of my sources has told me that some people want to kidnap you in order to trap me in order to trap Shelby.”
“They wouldn’t do that”
“Petal, think about it. Have they invited you to any of their meetings? Told you any of their plans?”
“No, but.. surely not, they wouldn’t.”
“My little flower, ill tell you everything later.”
“Okay” at this point jimmy was barely holding back tears
“Don’t cry. I'll get all these traitorous fools to admit to things and then ill let you make the final call. Also please do try to keep my perspective in mind and don't get too mad at me.”
“Why would I be mad at you, it's not like your holding sausage as a blood bank in your basement.” Scott looked at him for a minute too long before walking back to his seat. “Okay, I'm not gonna read into that.”
“Bathwater…” Scott shuddered
“You know what, valid.” jimmy said as Scott slid back into his seat.
“Folks. First of all, can I say that it's truly lovely to have you all here today!”
“Cut to it Scott I kinda need to know what your origin is!” Meghan said
“Wow, wow, pump the breaks a bit I have some better news first. Shelby if you would” he gestured to a rope by the curtains, and Shelby appeared there. A shadowy hand reaches out and gives the rope a quick tug. When the curtains moved back a pair of pristine white wings were mounted on the wall behind where Scott sat almost making it look as though the wings were his. They looked familiar to the group but no one could quite place where they had come from except one.
“Oh my gods, no… SCOTT WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE” Gem started to cry.
“Gem you're going to get the furniture all wet… ugg…” Scott scowled seemingly unfazed by the weeping villager before him.
“SCOTT THOSE BETTER NOT BE SAUSAGES!”
“Ding Ding, the grand prize goes to Fwhip.”
“That's it I'm leaving”
“Wow, wow Gem please the festivities have only just begun. Shelby could you get the door.” With a pop, Shelby vanished and a piston moved over the doors preventing anyone from escaping. “Now before you guys lose your heads have a seat, my new origin is, a vampire!” he said tossing his cloak off “Now I'm sure a large portion of you want revenge for me killing sausage and making it so you can't sleep through the night, non of that is the problem…”
“What is the problem, then?” Lizzie asked
“Well… Meghan care to share your grand plan to kill Shelby…”
“Umm… Well, I was going to kidnap Jimmy and get Scott to come over to lure Shelby over… and then I may have said I would kill Jimmy and frame it on Shelby before killing her…”
Standing up jimmy started speaking as he tried not to cry “You, I thought I could trust you, All of you! How dare you not tell me.”