Allure Of The Night

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Timotei got up from the bed and jumped on the floor. Coming to stand in front of Eve, he said, “I have been wanting to tell this to you since morning, but you have been so busy. I need a room of my own so that no one disturbs my peaceful time with myself.”

“I do not own this mansion, Timotei, but I am sure you can sneak into one of the unused guest rooms and use what you want,” Eve stated in a matter-of-fact tone, this was something the cat would do.

Timotei huffed, “You underestimate me, lady. Do you think Timotei didn’t try to do it already?” He placed his soft paw on his chest. “They have locked every damn room, and I was unsuccessful sneaking in any of them. I need to take a good bath, and you know how important privacy is.”

Eve didn’t want to imagine what would happen if someone in the mansion caught Timotei taking a bath, whilst he sang some song and floated in the water tub if someone entered the room. She said, “You can use my room tomorrow morning. When I leave to attend work.”

“Hm, to have to wait for a few more hours, I can try that. I would also like to have some clothes stitched to wear for myself,” Timotei offered her his smile and his sharp fangs appeared in her sight.

Timotei remembered the first time when he found that he had turned into a cat. It had been a true trauma for him to stand naked without any clothes on his body that he couldn’t share his woes with anyone. Though, over time, he had finally accepted his plight and the way his life had turned into, he still preferred to have some clothes for him to wear.

“But before that, when are you turning me back to my vampire self?” Timotei asked Eve in a patient voice, while his tail appeared impatient.

“I told you that I don’t know how to turn you back,” Eve replied, while she pulled out a few hair pins and let her hair down.

“Don’t give up hope, Eve! You aren’t trying enough. Close your eyes and tap into that sea creature magic and wave your hand. Go on,” Timotei eagerly waited for Eve to follow his instructions.

Eve sighed, noticing how Timotei looked at her with hope, and she closed her eyes. And when she closed her eyes, she recollected what took place outside the room and in the corridor. Marceline’s face appeared in front of her, and then the fangs. She opened her eyes and asked the cat, “Why would one carry their broken fangs around… looking for a solution.”

“That wasn’t what I was waiting for. Maybe they are looking for answers? How about we close our eyes and try again here, Eve,” Timotei took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

But Eve couldn’t get the uneasiness feeling off her chest. What if those weren’t Marceline’s fangs but Allie’s old fangs?

“Something isn’t right,” Eve could sense it.

“We focus on one problem, which is mine. I have been stuck in this body for who knows for how long, and some people even shoo me because I am a ‘black’ cat as if I will bring them bad luck. You know what I did? Broke their things, bit them, and crossed their paths multiple times. Do you see how terrible my life is?” Timotei reasoned with her and continued to yap, “Maybe we need to do something for you to ascend with your abilities. I am thinking somewhere along the lines of life threatening situati–“

“I need to go find Vincent. You keep an eye on Marceline and don’t let her out of your sight,” Eve quickly stepped out of the room, leaving Timotei who sighed.

When Eve reached Vincent’s room, he wasn’t there, and she went to the ground floor and found Alfie there. She asked him, “Where is Vincent?”

“Master Vincent just went out with the Head Council, who came to visit him,” the butler replied, and Eve turned slightly worried. “Is everything alright, Ms. Barlow?”

Eve wasn’t sure if it was alright and asked, “Alfie, the day Marceline lost her fangs. What happened to them? Where are they?”

“Master Vincent has them, milady. I believe it is in his room. Lady Marceline took off from the room after it happened without taking them with her,” Alfie answered.

“Do you know where exactly it is in Vincent’s room?”

Alfie shook his head, “Unfortunately, I don’t, milady. But I remember him placing the fangs in a small velvety blue box. It was of this size,” he used his thumb and index finger to show the size.

That sounded just about right on what Vincent would do. Treasure his sister’s fangs that he defanged.

“Thank you,” Eve offered a slight bow and she left for Vincent’s room.

On reaching the room, she closed the door and looked for the velvety box. Not finding it on the desk, she looked everywhere else through the cupboards and drawers while apologising to Vincent, who wasn’t there and for intruding his room.

When she didn’t find the box, Eve didn’t know where else to look for it, and she rubbed her forehead. Where could he have kept it? Where would Vincent Moriarty keep it? Unless Marceline had taken it and that’s what she had earlier seen.

Maybe she should wait for Vincent to return, and hopefully, Marceline wouldn’t try anything at that time. Eve was only about to leave when her eyes finally fell on the box sitting on the corner of the table next to a stuffed bear. But on opening the box, it was empty.

“Not here,” Eve muttered in disappointment.

Before leaving his room, her eyes fell on the bear, and she wondered if it held any sentimental value, that Vincent kept it around because it looked old.

Picking up the bear, she murmured, “Of course.” Vincent had stuck the fangs into the bear’s mouth.