A present, a present… Hmmm, what would Van like? The friar pondered this question for the millionth time that hour. He had already bought Dracula a new black coat and a small knife with an ivory handle. But Van was different. What do you get a man who neither needs nor wants anything? That's when he saw it, the perfect gift for Van, he picked it up and brought it over to the shop owner, deposited the money on the counter and left. The gift was wrapped up tight so that he wouldn't loose it or brake it.

Carl wound his way through the streets and finally arrived at the inn. He stomped upstairs, trying to shake the snow from his coat; he was about to open the door when he heard a noise.

"Gabriel harder."

"Damnit Dracula shut up and relax."

"I am."

"Trust me-"

"Famous last words."

"It will hurt less if you relax."

"Fine."

Carl was frozen the spot. Ideas where racing threw his head, none of which he liked. He blinked and tried to get himself to focus. Come on Carl, it can't be what you think it is. Van would NEVER do THAT with HIM!

"Gabriel, I think your monk-"

"Friar."

"Friar needs to be let in." Carl gulped and as he heard the door open and saw Van standing there, nothing wrong, no messed up hair (apart from the norm) his clothes intact and everything.

"What where you two doing?"

Suddenly Van started laughing as he led the friar in. "I was cracking Dracula's back cuz he slept on it wrong."

A crushing relief went threw his whole body. Thank God it was nothing like I thought it was.

"I swear it's the lack of a coffin. I slept fine in a coffin." Dracula protested. Carl looked up and found Van and Dracula in a heated debate over why Dracula was having cramps and soar limbs. Van shook his head.

"No, I think it's because you been sleeping on horse back which causes you to slouch for a long period of time." Van said as he slid behind Dracula and pressed his thumbs into the center of a knot.

"AH! Damnit Gabriel don't do that." The vampire turned and glared at Van.

"See, you are stiff as a bored. You need to relax."

"I do not!"

"Do to."

"Do not."

"Do to."

"Do not"

"Do to."

"Do you want something to eat?"

"What?"

Dracula motioned to Carl who was waving his hands franticly as he tried to get their attention. "The friar want's to know if you wanted something to eat."

Carl and Van stared at Dracula blankly.

"You read my mind?"

"Like a book."

"That's handy." Van leaned forward and began probing Dracula's head and face. "Can you do on will or is it spastic?"

Dracula pulled away from Van and scowled at him while he fixed his hair.

"It's spastic, and normally when one person has a pressing matter on his mind… Plus I have to want to know what they are thinking." Dracula then grabbed him coat and turned to the others. "I am going out to buy your gifts, I'll be back later."

Now to the Lord sing praises

All you within this place

And with true love and brotherhood

Each other now embrace

This holy tide of Christmas

All others doth deface

Oh tidings of comfort and joy

Comfort and joy

Oh tidings of comfort and joy-Random Christmas Carol

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