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Iero Mausoleum Antics
2 ReviewsIs the coffin really cozier on the other side of the mausoleum?
Over in the other Mausoleum, Bob Bryar had woken up at the onset of night. But hearing the insistent druming of rain on his home's roof, he rolled over and went back to sleep, not wanting to do anything where he'd get himself soaked to death. Shortly after this, Ray Toro had woken up, glancing around his tomb, and whining about the rain. Something was asleep on his stomach. Propping himself up on one elbow to at least see what it was, he saw that it was Frank.
With a sigh, Ray scooped up Frank with one hand, and dropped him into his own coffin, before he too went back to sleep. Now move ahead about an hour and Frank wakes up. He jumps onto Ray and Bob, yelping excitedly for them to wake up. He sounded just like a child on Christmas morning, coaxing bleary eyed parents down to the living room or den or other room to open presents. At two in the morning.
Bob and Ray fend him off. Then, they insist that Frank goes back to sleep. "But I don't wanna!" Frank whined. He pouted and crossed his arms firmly against his chest. "You have to Frank." Ray said exasperatedly. "But I said I don't wanna!" Frank practically screamed, stomping his small foot. "Ignore him and he'll run out of steam." Bob advised Ray, who only nodded. They both went back to their respective coffins.
Frank of course, insisted on throwing a temper tantrum because of this. He screamed at the top of his lungs, and stomped around the small mausoleum. Inside there, the sound echoed. Eventually, Bob and Ray were both forced to place their hands over their ears to avoid bursting an eardrum or two. They ended up closing the tops of the coffins. Then, Frank got even more pissed off, if such a thing is possible, and began to flip over empty coffins. They always had a lot of coffins in the small mausoleum in case anyone needed a place to crash for a while.
While crashing in the mausoleum isn't the best place to crash, or the best idea out there in the world, for someone in need, it came in handy in a pinch. The owners were more than okay with it, and there was even plenty of beds for them to crash in. Of course, there was always the chance that the person in question would flip out upon awakening, thinking that they'd been buried alive and begin screaming, especially when half asleep and surrounded by two vampires and a werewolf.
Soon, Frank ran out of steam with no one to egg him on, just as Bob has said he would. Soon after this, he put the coffins back where they belonged, and opened the top of Ray's coffin. Inside was one irate Toro. "What. Do. You. Want?" He asked Frank. Frank grinned sheepish ly, and said, "Sorry. Can I sleep with you for the rest of the night?" Ray nodded slowly, once.
This instantly made Frank happy, seeing as he jumped with glee, clapped his hands, and practically leaped into the coffin on top of Ray, where he comfortably settled himself onto Ray's stomach. "Ahem." Franks bed said. Frank looked down, and aasked, "What?" Ray rolled his eyes, and said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "You're on my stomach."
Frank nodded and said, " I know that much. But you said I could sleep with you tonight, so I'm sleeping with you." Ray sighed. There was obviously no arguing with Frank at this stage he was in. Soon, everyone drifted off to sleep. But less than an hour later, there was a knock at the door of the mausoleum.
With a sigh, Ray scooped up Frank with one hand, and dropped him into his own coffin, before he too went back to sleep. Now move ahead about an hour and Frank wakes up. He jumps onto Ray and Bob, yelping excitedly for them to wake up. He sounded just like a child on Christmas morning, coaxing bleary eyed parents down to the living room or den or other room to open presents. At two in the morning.
Bob and Ray fend him off. Then, they insist that Frank goes back to sleep. "But I don't wanna!" Frank whined. He pouted and crossed his arms firmly against his chest. "You have to Frank." Ray said exasperatedly. "But I said I don't wanna!" Frank practically screamed, stomping his small foot. "Ignore him and he'll run out of steam." Bob advised Ray, who only nodded. They both went back to their respective coffins.
Frank of course, insisted on throwing a temper tantrum because of this. He screamed at the top of his lungs, and stomped around the small mausoleum. Inside there, the sound echoed. Eventually, Bob and Ray were both forced to place their hands over their ears to avoid bursting an eardrum or two. They ended up closing the tops of the coffins. Then, Frank got even more pissed off, if such a thing is possible, and began to flip over empty coffins. They always had a lot of coffins in the small mausoleum in case anyone needed a place to crash for a while.
While crashing in the mausoleum isn't the best place to crash, or the best idea out there in the world, for someone in need, it came in handy in a pinch. The owners were more than okay with it, and there was even plenty of beds for them to crash in. Of course, there was always the chance that the person in question would flip out upon awakening, thinking that they'd been buried alive and begin screaming, especially when half asleep and surrounded by two vampires and a werewolf.
Soon, Frank ran out of steam with no one to egg him on, just as Bob has said he would. Soon after this, he put the coffins back where they belonged, and opened the top of Ray's coffin. Inside was one irate Toro. "What. Do. You. Want?" He asked Frank. Frank grinned sheepish ly, and said, "Sorry. Can I sleep with you for the rest of the night?" Ray nodded slowly, once.
This instantly made Frank happy, seeing as he jumped with glee, clapped his hands, and practically leaped into the coffin on top of Ray, where he comfortably settled himself onto Ray's stomach. "Ahem." Franks bed said. Frank looked down, and aasked, "What?" Ray rolled his eyes, and said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "You're on my stomach."
Frank nodded and said, " I know that much. But you said I could sleep with you tonight, so I'm sleeping with you." Ray sighed. There was obviously no arguing with Frank at this stage he was in. Soon, everyone drifted off to sleep. But less than an hour later, there was a knock at the door of the mausoleum.
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