"Stop, stop! What are you doing?" I called off the twins in the middle of their training. They didn't look as motivated as they were before.
Their movements were sluggish, they had baggy eyes, even their clothes gave off a hit of sadness, looking un-ironed and stretched.
They looked and spoke with a confidence whenever Dracula was mentioned, but now that it was training time, they didn't keep the same energy.
'Have they not trained before? No, no way. That'd be stupid. They would be stupid.'
"What's the matter with you?"
"Nothing, let's just do this tomorrow."
(You ready for the reference? It's not necessary, but I just want to do it. If you haven't seen any of the Rocky/ Creed no movies, then that's sad)
"There is no tomorrow!" I stepped in front of them and stopped them from walking off. I didn't know why they were so tired, the training wasn't even that hard.
I saw how physically incapable they were of beating Dracula, so increasing their physicality was number one. I started them off with the Saitama training method, nothing too bad.
They're vampires, I'm sure they can handle it. If not… well, I myself don't know what to tell you.
They both took a moment of silence to acknowledge my words, and started to envelope their minds in the past, along with their goals.
After a mini montage of memories flashing through their minds and images of Dracula and their parents' deaths, they looked up and was ready to properly train.
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After a larger montage about me teaching them how to box and beat Clubber Lang..
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Sorry, what I meant to say was, after hours and hours of doing combat training and Saitama training, it was time for them to find somewhere to sleep for the night.
I on the other hand, decided to patrol the streets for a while, I had nothing better to do and I didn't feel the need for sleep.
There weren't many people just walking around. There were some people waiting at bus stops, people walking home or to a night shift at their jobs.
There were also criminals, homeless people, and other weird kinds of people who I couldn't figure out what they were doing out. It didn't really concern me.
'As long as no crimes were happening.' I stood still and waited for a second. Nothing was happening. Usually, when I say or think anything like that, something related to what I thought or said coincidentally happens.
It was definitely unexplainable and odd. I had a theory, but I'd rather not think about it if I want to keep my sanity.
I waited a few more seconds, just to see if anything would happen. Seeing everything continuing to be normal, I started up my stride, and walked around.
For once, I finally had a peaceful walk around the streets. I didn't witness a single robbery, burglary, sexual assault, or anything of the sort.
I was confused. I couldn't tell if the cause of this was because England and the UK in current this age was relatively more safe than New York and America, or if… no, that's just about it.
I guess the UK is much safer. I couldn't go an hour in the streets of New York without witnessing a crime or getting mugged myself. Well, people tried to mug me. They were unsuccessful.
Anyway, I think I patrolled long enough. I gave one last look around, and started walking in the direction of one of my favorite kinds of buildings. Hotels.
You can do a lot of things in a hotel. You have room service, crappy breakfast in the morning, you can make love. Stuff like that.
I walked in and immediately booked a room. I was honestly just tired of walking, so I wanted to have a seat for a while.
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"Damn, my ass hurts." I slowly got out of the bed and disappeared from the room right after. I started disappearing and reappearing all around different areas actually.
I stopped when my surroundings were now that of a house. Who's house was this? I have no clue, but I sense the twins in here.
I went up the stairs and into the master bedroom. J saw them both laying on opposite ends of the bed, completely asleep.
I also took notice of the complete lack of other people in the house, meaning they most likely broke in here. They didn't hurt anyone at least.
"Kids these days man." I muttered. I walked over to Pietro and peered over his face. I could see the faint string of saliva sliding down his mouth.
I quickly backed up and suppressed my laughter. I did the same with Kurt. After a few seconds, I felt like I had enough fun, so I woke them up.
Instead of screaming or anything, I pulled a clown horn out of my pocket. With speed and precision, I gave each squeeze with maximum efficiency. Multiple times.
""Stop!" They exclaimed at the same times, holding their ears. They have little sensitive vampire ears, so I understand why he's a bit mad.
"Get up! It's that time!"
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