Extraordinary (Scare/Share)

She didn't ask me out directly. Her friend did that for her; the one with the blonde ponytail and the bouncy tits. "She says you're different from the other guys or something-" She fidgeted on the heels of her sneakers in the impatient way that girls like that do, "No offense, but I don't see it... So you'd better be a complete gentleman when you take her out. No creepy stuff."

Jennifer was a pretty girl, but only a few social connections away from being considered a plain Jane. She didn't have a lot of substance to her despite her studies and her mannequin-like looks. It was easy to tell her cliche romantic history from a few conversations with her. She always went for the bad guys - the chiseled jawline - no wonder she called my slightly pot-bellied stomach cute. The girl was desperate for a turn around.

A few days after we first became acquainted, I drove Jennifer a few towns out to a popular Hipster date spot - the drive in theater. The night autumn air was crisp, and the theater was playing a "Monster Mashup" the entire month of October. Nosferatu was playing the night we arrived.

As the movie drudged on, Jennifer and I would occasionally make chatter about how aged the production was or how the song on the radio would never quite match up with the scenes on the screen. 

"Do you think a vampire would really look like that in real life?" She suddenly asked, as Count Orlok made an appearance in a narrow doorway.

I just smirked at the absurdity of the question. "No. Of course they wouldn't."

Jennifer's interest was perked by the confidence of my answer, "Oh, no? and why not?"

"They wouldn't be that ugly." I quickly chuckled, "Haven't you seen Twilight?" I added, making more fun of the situation. 

Jennifer crossed her arms and gave a mock pout. She was obviously displeased with my dismissive response. "Well, I think a vampire would be a very ugly thing." She said with an underlying tone of seriousness, "Anything that sucks the life out of the living has got to be gross looking."

I raised an eyebrow, but sat in silence for a moment. 

Only the slightly off-station radio sounds filled the void before Jennifer cleared her throat. "Uhm..."

"Well what if you were on a date with a vampire?" I finally asked, "And you just didn't know it?"

Jennifer's eyes widened, but finally her face settled into a small smile. "Well... I think I would know if I were dating a vampire..." She whispered playfully, "Nosferatu has some pretty gruesome fangs."She leans into me suddenly and wraps her arms around my neck, "It'd be hard to kiss you."

I suck in a sharp breath, as my lips curl into a smirk. "See, Nosferatu and all these classic movies all have their unique twists, but they all share one similar assumed inaccuracy..." I lean in closer to her and whisper into her ear, "We don't feed through our heads."

At that moment, the giant mouth on my stomach opened up and ripped a chunk out of Jennifer's torso with it's rough, sharp teeth.