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5. FEAST

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Hallo, pretty New Feathers! I am hosting a feast. A feast by the lake to the West.

[Not the southern lake -- she needs to keep certain peoples' attention away from the lonely house she inhabits there.]

You are all invited! I have prepared something for you. It tastes of mint and chicory and iron! Yarrow and tansy! It will make you stronger.

Come.

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Drusilla will be stalking about the woods as usual, eager to assist anyone who HASN'T heeded her invitation.

There is a cage waiting there, hidden under the trees. It is large enough to house a full-grown adult human.

It tastes of mint and iron.

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[Ok, there's something in the sound of that which he doesn't trust. And therefore merits immediate investigation.]

Why do I have the feeling this will lead to a "don't take candy from strangers" moral?

I love candy! I want to give my candy to everyone.

[Come on, Mulder. You know you want it.]

So you're running your own nice little welcoming station... with candy?

[Yep, all the alarm bells are ringing.]

Where is this located?

It will be scattered everywhere, my handsome knight! Arms! Legs, ripped and torn! I will fling them to the four corners after eating my fill!

[Just look for the blood sprayed over leaves and grass, Mulder.]

That sounds like exactly the kind of party I like to crash.

[Now where is some kind of vampire-y repellent object? It'll just take a moment to go through the chaos in his bedroom and grab something.]

I can even bring party favors.

[If only Scully weren't off at a mission so she could YELL AT HIM.]

Mealworms?!

[She sounds genuinely excited about that sort of party favor, really. It's not a party without some squirmy mealworms.]

I miss them. Mealworm parties.

[Yeah, totally insane, this one. Where is his holy water, damn it!? He thought he had a vial in this room somewhere...]

I'm sure your bloodshakes bring all the mealworms to the yard already... but I'll figure out something good.

Mutton! [Now she's just gonna keep listing things she loves, Mulder. Til you get to her.]

Can't say I have any on me, maybe next time.

[Keep her talking, right, just make sure she's staying in that one area. If she's talking, she's in theory not doing something horrible to an unsuspecting New Feather. He balances the book as he starts moving out of the room.]

Sea cucumbers! Have you ever touched one? They feel like hearts.

[So far she is so currently occupied with listing pleasant things that she isn't thinking -- at the moment -- of danger.]

[He's wandering along for a bit before he takes a quick moment to reply.]

I can't say I've had the pleasure, but then cucumber-touching never has been high on my list.

[Getting closer... at least he hopes!]

[Close enough for her to smell that delicious FBI aftershave. So refreshing and tingly.]

They throb like little hearts. After I take you prisoner I shall simply slather you in them.

Sounds like my wildest fantasies come true.

[He's probably getting in over his head out here, he suddenly realizes, but when has that EVER stopped him? He continues along, now just approaching the lake.]

[He might see her before she sees him, but Drusilla will try to reach out to the FBI agent with the song she is singing. She dips first one foot into the lake, then the other, keeping balance by clutching a slender lakeside birchling as she sings.]

"Ten little Indians, coming home to dine
One got chopped in half; then there were nine."

[Mulder has his hand hovering just above his gun as he pauses to listen to that creepy singing. It just makes him feel better knowing that his weapon is right there, though he's well aware that'll be useless where a vampire is concerned. The holy water, on the other hand...]

...I'm hoping this is going to be a version with a surprise ending.

[Like, say, the last little Indian being an FBI Agent who saves the day? Maybe? No?]

The surprise is that they all die, beautiful one -- but one comes back. He comes back to life, crawls out of his grave, and lives forever.

Does that not sound like a fetching plan?

[She dries her feet on the mossy bank of the lake.]

Aren't we already doing that in this world? We're revived when we die anyway...

[He's not looking to try death, really! ...Well, maybe he's always had just a touch of morbid curiosity about the experience, but he isn't exactly looking to test it out.]

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