Don't Judge a Bottle by its Label
By Knightie Katrinka
Time: Friday Morning
LaCroix in Nick's body is refered to in this story as LaCroix

LaCroix had just nodded off to sleep. Since he had switched bodies with
Nick Knight, he had very little rest. The Knighties had kept him up all
night and day.

"Did you hear? That Brit channel is having a Pompeii festival today." Eowyn
said with a smile. She looked at LaCroix. "Nick, do you mind if we watch
the Brit channel?"

LaCroix jerked awake. He realized he had fallen asleep on the couch. "Sure,
what ever."

The Knightie plopped down beside LaCroix on the couch. She found the remote
and turned on the channel. She watched a program with a young boy doing
tricks on a skateboard.

The vampire looked the woman over. "Don't you Knighties ever sleep?"

"Sleep is for turtles!" She said perkily.


"I need a drink!" LaCroix decided if he had a nice pint of AB negative he
might feel better.

"I'll get it for you!" Beth ran into the kitchen, she took a wine bottle
out. For a brief moment, Gemsong asked Beth a question. He couldn't see the
bottle.

Beth brought the wine bottle to LaCroix. The vampire took the bottle and
took a long drink from it. What he drank was blood, but something else too.
Something really hot. LaCroix spit the blood out. "What is this?"

"Blood,"

"*This* is not blood!"

"Sure it is!" the girl said with a smile. "Dr. Lambert made you up a bottle
of special blood."

"Special blood?"

"It has extra protein."

LaCroix tried to remain calm. "Can you get me some blood that does *not*
have the extra protein?"

"Sure thing Nick!" the woman went and got another bottle.

The vampire tried the bottle. This one was much more hotter then the first.
"I don't believe this!" LaCroix thundered. "Do you have any human blood?"

Beth looked confused. "Human blood?"

"You don't drink human blood." Eowyn reminded him.

"Anyone willing to give me a donation?"

"Sorry, Nick." The red head smiled. "You don't take donations. Your good."

"Of course I'm good." LaCroix sighed.

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Mindy the Knightie was hiding the bottle of "Death By Heat Hot Sauce". It
had been tricky pouring a whole container into the bottle that LaCroix was
drinking. The look on the vampire's face was worth it.

She just hoped that the hot sauce wouldn't make him sick. She didn't need to
worry about sick vampires! She reminded herself that he deserved everything
he got.

Mindy checked on the group of Knighties that where sleeping in the pantry.
The group had taken to torturing LaCroix in shifts. That way, LaCroix never
was able to sleep. She grinned as she remembered the polka music flooding
the house at 3 am. She had gotten up to see LaCroix dancing the polka with
Katrinka.

Mindy then picked up a plate of fresh Danish. She took them into the living
room. She put it on the coffee table, and was pleased to see hungry
Knighties diving for a roll.

"You want a roll Nick?" Mindy offered.

"I don't eat food, do I?"

Mindy plastered on a grin. "Of course you eat food."

"I'll go get your favorite flavor." Beth got extra large Danish from the
kitchen.

LaCroix grabbed chocolate Danish. He very slowly began to eat it. By the
look on his face, the Knightie realized that he had bitten onto a jalapino.

"It's wonderful!" LaCroix choked. The vampire turned a strange shade of
green, and ran towards the direction of the bathroom.


Katrinka@flash.net
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Acting Leader of the Knighties