We stared at the blue screen that hovered around us. Kemiso was the first to react snapping her fingers and scoffing at the screen.

"So what does he want us to?" She hissed.

A ball blasted out of nowhere and slammed her on the face. I chuckled as Kemiso recovered and looked towards the sky as if cursing the author.

I motioned towards them and opened the door. Better to get this social nightmare over with it quickly. But as soon as I opened the door, alarms started blaring and screens started flashing like a red disco party.

I am really starting to hate the author.

I slammed my ears shut and stared at the admins who were also clutching their ears. It seemed whatever this stupid light show was ,it was only affecting us and the rest of the characters just continued as usual. "Can't you guys do something?"

Marvel-Queen shook her head, squeezing her face in pain. "I don't know what's causing it."

Just as soon as she spoke red tape spurted out of the screen and flew towards Dammy wrapping around her.

Admin is interfering too much in the story.

Automatic adjustment.

She screeched before the tape enveloped her and did a reverse Cinderella, turning her kimono into a plain black and white dress. A maid's uniform.

She looked at the dress in shock and Marvel-Queen backed away slowly with an 'Oh shit' expression.

"I'll wreck his story, I swear I'll wreck it." She said listlessly and clutched the edges of the dress.

"Don't worry, we'll wreck him in real life." Kemiso said soothingly.

That's if you can catch me. Hehehehe. And Dammy do be a good hostess.

Dammy looked like she was ready for murder but Marvel-Queen interrupted. "Guys the drama is already mid way."

We rushed over to the tea room where Marvel-Queen was standing and looking on with a pale face.

I looked towards the crowd who couldn't see me yet. The slave girl was on the ground drenched in what seemed to be wine, or maybe blood, I keep forgetting I'm a vampire. The corset-snake towered over her smirking like a true rich villainess.

"Clean it up." She mocked.

The other women around chuckled and sipped their tea, being a bitch was 24/7 after all.

The slave stood up, a hint of defiance still in her eyes as she looked round the women. "Can I please have a rag then."

Cordelia's eyes blazed with fury before slapping the girl so hard she fell to the ground. The crowd gasped and Cordelia's smiled before raising her leg to stomp on the girl who was still squirming on the ground. That is until I grabbed her leg and flipped her over.

"Don't. Touch. Her." I growled.

The admins gasped and crooned a uniform 'romance'. I looked at Cordelia who was on the ground being supported upright, her eyes blazed again when she saw my arm extended and protecting the girl behind me.

"I told you, she's a wench. A dastardly bitch out to steal my beloved."

I ignored her and faced the girl now, squatting as I removed a handkerchief from my suit pocket and cleaned her face.

How could someone be so inhumane?

The crowd gasped even more as I gently wiped the dirt off her face. I looked over to see the admins eating popcorn and cheering me on.

Where the heck did they get popcorn from?

A vampire approached Dammy and smiled at her. "Such a beautiful and prim rose, wouldn't you love to be in my garden?"

Her face twisted up ridiculously as she held up her hand waving the man away. "Brother eww, Brother eugh. Just go the fuck away."

The vampire frowned and moved on, strangly calm for someone who was just rejected by an apparent maid. I brought my focus back to the girl and Cordelia who was gathering a large crowd around. And with each 'wench', 'slut', and 'whore' Cordelia called her I could see the girls fist curl savagely as if imagining plunging Cordelia into a vat of acid.

"Lord. Ambrose please come." Someone called.

I finally shifted my focus back to Cordelia and the 'Lord' who was now looking curiosly at Cordelia and turned to me with slightly deep red eyes (Bitch wasn't as strong as me) and stared smugly at me like Jayden when he set his eyes on a plate of pasta.

"So she assaulted you." Lord. Ambrose said looking at the tiny figure behind me. "She did?"

"Yes!" Cordelia screamed "Everyone can testify." She said looking round as head nodding in agreement with her.

High school and medieval times are exactly the same.

"Well, then I suppose I have to take her for trial."

I groaned. What utter bullshit!

"What's the charge Ambrose?" I said defiantly.

"Disobedience to higher authorities of course."  He said glaring at me. "My Lord."

"She wasn't disobeying, she was simply obeying me."

"So your directive was to humiliate members of the vampire community? Why?" He said innocently, egging the stupid idiots that surrounded him to start looking badly at me.

What would a male lead say in a situation like this.

"Because she's mine."

Ewww. Never. I want to retch at something that cringe.

I looked him from top to bottom slowly and aggressively. "When you are worth knowing, I'll let you know."

I started to move out of the tea room and motioned from the girl to come but I could feel the SOB seething from all his holes.

"Then I'll take you for trial."

I paused and turned to face him a new mission bar coming up.

Defend yourself and the slave from prosecution. Don't die, cuz the punishment for your crimes is torture until death.
Bonus: Get your reputation back and I'll write a fan requested scene from Cliche Romance.
Good luck.

I looked at him and smiled sweetly. "I'll see you there."