Since every human is too busy with the holiday festivities, there have been some slim pickings for Jerry. For a while, he’s been subduing his primal self to prevent any chaos. But tonight, he had a… moment of weakness.

Plus, all those damn Christmas songs drove him mad. Santa’s just an easy target.

𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗗 𝗝𝗨𝗠𝗣𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚!

“Funny how we happened to bump into each other.”

//Better have him say this or I’m not watching.

A vampire can’t enter a home uninvited.

Unless it’s abandoned.

“The November chills mean nothing to me. I suppose that’s good news for you given my… choice of garments. Makes me irresistible, doesn’t it?”

#SeductiveSunday

Spooky season might’ve ended for the humans. But the vampire’s reign of terror continues all year long.

Hmm.… another vampire. Been a while since he met his kind.

Wait… he looks familiar.

No. It can’t be… the legend. Is it? Only one way to find out.

“Well, it’s nice to see another vampire around here. Though we haven’t met before, have we?”

“…Yeah. Chocolate. Vampires certainly love it.”

“Must be a quiet night~”

“Tonight is Friday. Who’s hungry?”

Dark, grey skin, crimson red eyes, large shark-like teeth, & a rectangular-shaped head; all descended back into the vampire’s human features, leaving blood all over his mouth & down his chin.

After a heavy, beastly snarl, only three haunting words left his low, gravelly voice:

𝑰 𝑯𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑨𝒀𝑺.

Humans are all about apple season this Fall, yet that won’t be the only thing Jerry will take a bite out of.

🍎🍏

Someone came after him, tried to hunt him down. Granted, it was bound to happen at some point.

If only they knew what Jerry is really capable of.