Myths Illogical

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Four!

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Midnight munchies whilst couch-surfing is always a crap-shoot. You never know which one is going to be any extreme from "I only eat what I hunt" to "I'm a twelfth-level vegan and I've been raided fifteen times because of my hydroponic grain garden". And on the scale between Critter Hearts and Quinoa Crumble, I guess a fridge mostly full of blood packs kinda takes the cake.

Or black sausage.

One shelf was reserved for a hastily-purchased selection of munchables that included, for some reason, three different packets of potato chips and a quart of flavoured milk. I moved the chips to the pantry and discovered some perishables in there that should have really been in the fridge. Thank synchronicity that they were all still chilled.

It was like Otto hadn't really shopped for food in some time. Or had ever put anything away for himself.

I binged on the cookies so that there was room for the bacon. Yeah, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Otto found me like that, munching cookies and pondering the blood bags.

"Er," he said. "I can explain the blood?"

"I figured you'd have a story," I said. "Can you explain why it looks like you've never stored food in your life?"

"Fine," Ottoe growled. "I'm a vampire. I need blood to live."

"Dude. Have you never heard of coconut water?"

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Three for three!

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Mel thought it was a little weird that his boyfriend was moaning without him, and crept out of their shared bed to take a peek.

Cyrus was kneeling on the floor in their ensuite, but that was not what was disturbing. What was disturbing was the dazzlingly luminous and enormous wings that he was stretching and massaging.

The harness sprawled across the floor looked like

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And another one!

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Everyone was staring. Callie could barely move, but she still tried to scoot away from the boggling faces. They were afraid.

Fear leads to anger...

Even her best friend, Mekena, was retreating. She was the last of her human classmates to curl her fingers into a fist.

Anger leads to hate...

"...please don't?" Callie quavered. She knew what they saw. A monster from legends so

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Here we go again! Pick one!

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I was making tea when she walked into the house as if she owned it. For all I know, she did. I'm... well... more sort of a 'permanent tenant'. Many have tried to get rid of me. It never sticks.

She wore black. I put the teapot down and said, "You're not one of those occultists, are you? You mind your candles,