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gen_storyteller2010-03-19 05:03 pm
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Drabble: Christmas Eve Campout
Title: Christmas Eve Campout
Author: lusciousxander
Rating: PG
Drabble: Christmas Eve Campout
Xander stirred awake at the faint sound of something other than the drunken brawls inside his house. The air was quite chilly, and he found himself sinking further in his sleeping bag. A shiver ran down his spine when he spotted a figure approaching him.
A creepy smile crossed the stranger's lips.
"Who the hell are you?" Xander's hand searched for a non-existent stake.
Fangs appeared, and Xander struggled to get out of his sleeping bag. The vampire attacked, and this was the first time Xander ever felt a vampire bite. And unfortunately, he wouldn't live to tell the tale.
Author: lusciousxander
Rating: PG
Drabble: Christmas Eve Campout
Xander stirred awake at the faint sound of something other than the drunken brawls inside his house. The air was quite chilly, and he found himself sinking further in his sleeping bag. A shiver ran down his spine when he spotted a figure approaching him.
A creepy smile crossed the stranger's lips.
"Who the hell are you?" Xander's hand searched for a non-existent stake.
Fangs appeared, and Xander struggled to get out of his sleeping bag. The vampire attacked, and this was the first time Xander ever felt a vampire bite. And unfortunately, he wouldn't live to tell the tale.
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