I settled down in my nice cosy bed, closed my book upon the bedside table, and dimmed the lamp. I yawned, closed my eyes, and started to think about tomorrow’s shopping list. I always find this more effective than counting sheep.
I was just dropping off to sleep, when I thought I saw a movement at the door. I was horrified to see a tall, thin figure standing there, wrapped in a black cloak!
“Who’s that?” I screeched, flicking on my bedside lamp.
“Don’t make thuch a futh!” came the reply ”and turn that lamp down, it’th hurting my eyeth!
“What .. who ... what d’you want?” I quavered, pulling the duvet up to my chin.
“Thurely you can recognithe me?” said the tall figure, swishing back his cloak and revealing thick, black hair with a silver streak in the centre. He was deathly pale, and his eyes burned terrifyingly red.
“Well, you .. look a bit like Count Dracula” I gasped, “but ... you don’t ... sound quite right!”
The tall figure searched around in the pocket of his cloak for a moment, withdrew a set of dentures, and inserted them between his thin, bloodless lips.
“That’th right – Dennith, Count Dracula at your thervith! I know I don’t thound ath I should – my falth teeth are a very poor fit, you thee!” He hissed.
“Can’t you get a dentist to fix them?” I asked tremulously.
Count Dracula removed the top set and held them up to the light. The long, pointed canines were terrifying – icy white and nearly three inches long!
“No “ he said sadly. “All the dentitht I have approached are too cowardly – they shut up shop ath thoon ath I try to make an appointment!
He slumped down despondently on the end of my bed, which I thought was a terrible cheek, as I hadn’t asked him to take a seat! I was at loss for words, when suddenly inspiration gripped me.
“Would you like a cup of tea?” I asked, as kindly as I could.
The Count’s ashen features took on a pained expression, and he shook his head.
“Thank you dear, but I can’t bear the thtuff! Don’t thuppothe you’ve got a drop of Ribena on the go, have you? Or port? I don’t mind that!”
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Well my dears - I've started the story - over to you!
Bring out your werewolves, ghouls, ghosties and zombies - not to mention the odd vampire to keep Count Dennis company - he would also like to know if you can put him in touch with a good (and courageous) dentist!
Remember, the budget for fibrofantasies is unlimited, so choose your salary as director, producer, star, whatever you like, and we'll have a spooky night to remember ...... Mwahaha!
Dentist update!!
ESA. How to pass the medical.
Ive had my DLA medical today..thank goodness thats over!
PIP face to face with Atos
