Bloodlines and Orange Cats

Halloween is one of the most hated holidays of the blood race.

Every year at this time, a bunch of pups knock on his door in all kinds of weird clothes and say "trick or treat".

The blood clan was afraid that their satin robes would be covered with the cub's handprints, so they had to do so, and sadly took out their reserves and distributed them to the cubs.

As a result, he gave too much candy, and became famous far and wide, and more and more people lined up outside his house. The scene was like a meeting of super idols.

He can only prepare so many candies from the basement to the attic, and distribute them from the moment the sun sets to the moon rises, but he can't satisfy this group of cubs whose appetites are like a bottomless pit.

There are also some cubs, you can say that he always came when he was a cub, he is taller than him, his muscles grow bigger than him, and he comes to guard his door every year.

For example, the one in front of him couldn't even say "trick or treat" when he knocked on his door for the first time.

16 years have passed, and now he is taller and muscular than him, and he is still unshakable. Every year when this long and difficult night is about to pass, he knocks on the door of the blood clan...

However, in the past two years, the cubs no longer came empty-handed, but brought sugar and chocolate for the final fancy renovation, rising to mince pie.

The cub came a little late this year, and the blood race never saw him, so they had to clean up the lighting at the door in slow motion.

Staring at the candlelight, the Blood Race suddenly realized, no, how can they expect human cubs to appear? !

As a result, the human cub came, smiled and stuffed the blood race with a red velvet cake several times larger than his face, and said to him, "I will leave Pumpkin Town next year and go to college elsewhere."

The blood clan didn't know what to say, so they gave all the leftover candies to the cubs.

The human cub was so happy, he removed the cake, hugged the blood clan, and didn't let go for a long time, until the blood clan was hugged a little painful.

Then he added "You don't look like you've changed at all over the years".

The blood race said goodbye to the humans with a smile, then extinguished the jack-o'-lantern at lightning speed, tore off the skeleton lighting at the door, and finally slammed the door and pulled the curtains tightly, and fell into the sofa with his buttocks buried in his knees.

After moving to Pumpkin Town for 16 years, the blood clan is most afraid of being recognized by the neighbors as a blood clan.

Although he is not afraid of crosses, silver, or garlic, he is afraid of...

It's a bit embarrassing to say it, and I lose my job.

If human beings know that their colleague is a blood race, they will probably discuss it and look at him strangely.

Looking at it, maybe the job will be gone.Then he couldn't afford to rent an expensive house and was forced to wander, sharing the cave with others.

Everything is what the vampires are most afraid of.

He's been through it once and never wants to.

Otherwise, why did he step across the mountains and move to Pumpkin Town?

The blood clan took a week off, and lived in a cave-like house for a week without eating or drinking.

Seeing that the holiday is coming to an end, he doesn't know how to face his colleagues tomorrow.

Will anyone notice that he hasn't changed in all these years?

So much so that he was found to be different from ordinary people?

The vampire pressed his hands to his cheeks, and opened his mouth and eyes into a circle.

I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep tonight.

A strange sound interrupted him.

The sound of fingernails scraping the glass was screaming, piercing the blood race's internal organs.He couldn't bear it anymore, he showed his fangs and wrapped his cloak, holding back his momentum, and opened the door to the backyard with a bang.

A chubby orange cat opened its teeth and claws, scratching a few marks on the glass.

The blood clan just remembered that he was holding back at home these days and had no chance to eat meat, so he opened his mouth wide and bit down!

"Don't suck me!" the orange cat yelled.

The blood race bit his hair.

"How can you speak human language!" The blood clan couldn't bear it anymore, holding the orange cat's tail, and refused to admit defeat with sore arms.

The orange cat and the blood race stared at each other with wide eyes,

In desperation, the orange cat said: "Yes... believe it or not, you can understand cat language!"

"Meow?" the blood race asked puzzled.

The orange cat nodded like a pest, thinking, it's so dangerous, I got away with it.