“He can’t day walk?” Snod pressed.
“No,” Frankie replied, tossing a pair of pajama pants at him. “He couldn’t then, but he probably can
now. Most vampires acquire the ability with age, and this century he’ll be over a thousand years old.”
“A thousand...” Snod couldn’t hide his amazement. He sat up, pulling on the pants and ignoring the
swelling of his cock due to the early morning hour. He cleared his throat, adding nonchalantly, “So,
he’s still alive?”
“Probably. I’ve done everything I can to suppress the bond between us,” Frankie said shortly, clearly
getting aggravated. “I still feel him sometimes. There was one time I tried...” He shook his head,
human and lost, snipping quickly, “Never mind.”
“You can manipulate the bond?” Snod decided to change up the subject, not wanting to anger the
vampire and lose this fountain of information. He needed to know more.
“It’s possible,” Frankie said, heading out into the kitchen with Snod following behind him. “I can
keep my feelings from you, my thoughts as well. You can hide yours from me if you try.”
Snod frowned, watching Frankie flutter around to make him breakfast, eggs and bacon quickly
popping into a pan on the stove. He wondered if Frankie could sense his anxious treachery. He
figured it was best to drop his questioning for now, sitting down at the table.
“Scrambled okay?” Frankie asked, smiling brightly now.
“You don’t have to cook for me,” Snod politely protested. “I’m more than capable.”
“I don’t mind,” Frankie insisted. “Helps me feel human.”
“Like the glasses?”
“Yup.”
“Is it really so different? To be a vampire?”
“I hope you never have to find out,” Frankie replied with a short laugh, “but yes, it’s very different.
The worst part is watching your world disappear.”
“Disappear?” Snod cocked his head curiously.
“When I was human, there were no cars, no computers, no phones. Times changed, technology
changed. It was amazing to watch. I still remember the first time I saw an actual working lightbulb. I
thought it was a miracle. But soon, I didn’t recognize anything. Street names were different, buildings
I knew were demolished and replaced with new ones. Everything was changing so fast, and the world
I grew up in, the world I knew... it was gone.”
