Edwin stared at the grinning red-haired vampire before him. Sebastian Black had the gall to come back here again. And with a gift basket with blood bags in it as well as candy.
"Nothing is poisoned," the elf barged in like he owned the place and set the basket down on the kitchen table. Edwin followed, too struck to react properly.
Why was Sebastian Black here?
Sebastian sat in the same chair he had picked back when he wore Daniel like a pair of pants, and scanned his surroundings. The silence was getting stale between them, with a war cry, Rael came running with his wooden sword, pointing it at Sebastian.
"We don't want you here!" the boy screamed. Which was unlike him.
He was such a well-spoken boy, for a three-year-old. Edwin quickly tugged him behind himself and brought forth both of his shadows to circle the vampire. Said man looked calm as one could be.
What was happening here?