Around round of three drabbles from the Vampire Resources Department. Enjoy.
If you missed the first post in this series, check it out here.
Vampire Resources Department
Wine in the Blood
I checked my calendar. It was going to be a long day of “incidents”.
Sighing, I thumbed the intercom. “Send in the first appointment.”
A goth emo poser stalked inside the office and slouched in a chair. “It wasn’t my fault. Someone spiked my blood with wine or something. I was drunk. Wasn’t in control when I fed on those people. And not like anybody died.”
“Preposterous. Vampires can’t get drunk. Report to reeducation for their two week self-control program. Plus, there’ll be a thousand dollar fine.” I glared.
“A thousand dollars? I can’t pay that!”
“We have installment plans.”
Mild-Mannered
Reading the next report, I shook my head.
What excuse will this one have?
A timid looking man in a drab beige suit shuffled in, flopping down in the chair and stared at his feet.
“What do you have to say for yourself? This is a serious breach of protocol. Elimination worthy.”
He lifted his head. A disturbing smile spread like an infection across his face. “They deserved it. Every last one of them. I’m not sorry they’re dead and I’d do it again.”
“Why did they deserve it?”
“They were filthy humans.”
I immediately pressed the silent security alarm.
Just a Taste
“I didn’t know the parrot was valuable. I just wanted a taste.” The young man perched on the chair seemed on the verge of tears. “I didn’t mean to kill it. But never had parrot blood. I only wanted a taste. Now it’s dead, I’m in trouble, and everything’s a mess. I’m so sorry.”
“Are you though?” I glowered. “This is the third incident in ten months of you “tasting” exotic animals. That’s a pattern, not a mistake.”
I handed him a form. “Fill this in and report to our rehab department. Failure to appear will result in your arrest.”
Be Afraid of the Dark 
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