Hopping out of bed, Norbert made his way out of his room towards the kitchen. Looking in the fridge, pulling out the loaf of bread, untwirling it Norbert took a slice out, put it on a plate, placed it in the microwave, and set the timer for thirty seconds.
With a beep Norbert put it on the table, Obsius fluttering out of his room, the ding waking the bird up. Alighting on the plate Obsius began pecking at the slice of bread, taking it apart.
Norbert just stared at the bird, processing his adventure from the night before. The others that came to clean up were at least normal, or what normal should be from some weird organisation. Silent and keeping to themselves.
Count von Count was not like that, at least with the others around he would blend in with the quiet atmosphere, but by himself, the vampire wouldn't stop.
Finished with their breakfast, Norbert took a quarter of the slice left and popped it in his mouth. Washing up the plate and putting it away, Obsius washed herself in the sink, and the two of them made their way to Norbert's room to prepare for the day.
Several minutes late, he exited with his backpack over his right shoulder, Obsius on his left, and Norbert banged on Jack's door.
"Hey mate, gotta get up and at 'em!" he shouted; Norbert heard a groan from within in response, joined by a second. His fist was in mid-air as he heard two people talking to each other. Silently, Norbert walked away from the door.
Entering the kitchen, he heard a knock on the front door of the apartment. Wondering who it was so early in the morning, Norbert walked forward, opening the door "Hello this is …"
"Glad to see you're so chirpy this mornin'; time to head out on your next adventure." Count von Count said back to him, a smile on his face. Norbert, mouth agape, just stared back. Obsius pecking at his face and chirping, Norbert closing his jaw in response to the rudeness he was showing.
"What are you doing here?" Norbert asked the vampire.
"Well, you obviously weren't listening. We have our next adventure to go on." Count von Count said to him.
"But I have my classes to go to today? And that's not the point; you said you couldn't enter the apartment building." Norbert asked the vampire.
Count von Count walks away, the door left open. "Well, are you coming?" The vampire asked.
Norbert just sighed and closed the door behind him, taking his key out and locking it as he jogged to catch up with the vampire.
***
"So what are we doing on the campus?" Norbert asked Count von Count.
The vampire responds, "But you need to attend classes, can't have you failing." The vampire replied.
Norbert just nodded. "And not because whatever we are looking for is here?" Norbert responded.
Count von Count smiled in return. "So you do learn, so what's your first class?" The vampire asked him.
Pulling out his phone, Norbert scrolled through. "Looks like Cloudy Wowdy," Norbert replied.
Count von Count just stared at him. “You’re not pulling my leg here; you in a subject called Cloudy Wowdy?"
Norbert spun his phone around, showing the vampire, who nodded. "Man, that lecturer must have a weird sense of humour; take the lead." The vampire said, Norbert nodding as he walked through the ground; people are here now.
Finally making his way to the class, a swarm of people behind him followed him and whispered to each other. Norbert knew the only thing on their mind: the strange fellow with the beaming smile behind him.
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Sitting down in his seat, Jack next to him with Sarah on his other side, Count von Count on Norbert's left. The four of them all looked at each other.
"So, what's with Mr Sparkles over there?" Jack whispered to Norbert.
Norbert eyed the vampire at the corner of his eye, seeing the glitter speckled on his cheeks. "Yeah, he's a weird one, and that's coming from me," Norbert replied to Jack.
"Hey, I'm not weird, I'm eccentric." Count von Count replied curtly.
Jack, leaning forward around Norbert began opening his mouth.
"Shhh, the class is about to start!" Count von Count whispered back loudly making his voice echo around the room, placing his finger on his lip. Norbert wiped his face from the saliva that landed on it.
The room quieted as people took out their laptops to make notes on what would be said.
***
"So, how did you two meet?" Jack asked, pointing between Norbert and Count von Count with his for. A chip stabbed through, a drop of gravy sliding down.
"Well, we met up at Norbert's trip overseas, his little stint in Italy." Count von Count replied.
Jack now looking to Norbert "You never did tell me why you went over there." He asked.
Norbert choked on his water as he tried to think something up. "Having a meet-up with a couple of people I met when I went on holidays last time and bumped into his fellow, and he kind of followed me back here," Norbert replied.
Jack nodded along, biting into his chip as he took a He was cutting and cutting a piece of the chicken schnitzel and popping it in his mouth.
"And why are you here?" Jack spoke through a mouthful of food "And what's your name?"
Count von Count shook his head "So rude of you to speak to someone like that and not even know their name. They call me Count von Count, and I'm here just cause I had nothing better to do. What I assume the lovely lady over there is also doing." The vampire said as he pointed at Sarah.
Sarah just nodded in response, "Yeah, you got me. So what is the next class you two have together?" Sarah asked the two of them.
Jack pulled out his phone, flipping it face up as the screen brightened. "Looks like its Networking 101 again." He finished, flipping his phone around and putting it on the table, the phone still spinning on its back.
***
Norbert walked into the room, r once again packed with people rushing into their classes—the four-headed towards Norbert's and Jack's usual seats. The sun shone again on the right side of the boar; Norbert knew that he wouldn't be able to see anything on half of the board again.
Taking out his laptop and getting the textbook, Norbert looked through the proper file to see the notes that he had made already.
The room filled with the clickety-clack of keyboards as people rushed to get their stuff out of their bags. Norbert is just trying not to pay attention to Count von Count on his side, knowing that it would be a mistake.
Feeling a nudge behind him, Norbert turned around, seeing Casper leaning forward over the desk. Norbert's face scrunched up as he wondered what Casper would want with him.
"You training hard for the tournament?" Casper asked him.
Norbert's face was stunned. Staring at him, the only thought going through his head was what tournament he was talking about. "Uh, wh-"
"In the back, can you please be quiet? Some of us here really want to learn!" The lecturer shouted from the front.
Norbert turned around, wincing as he waved his hand; now everyone's eyes were on him. Nodding his head sheepishly, he looked at his laptop and began typing notes.
"And in three, two, one," Norbert heard Casper speak again. Before Norbert could even turn around, he saw the circle appear underneath him, quickly looking to the side . Sarah had a similar one. Obsius quickly hopped to his shoulder as he felt a hand grasp onto his left arm, Norbert nearly crying out.
Looking to his left, he saw the sparkle in Count von Count's eyes. "Oh, so that's why you wanted to be here." Norbert said to him as darkness consumed his vision.
Watching the specks move about, a darkness coming over them. Norbert once more landed in the white room, Luck already sipping on her tea.
"Oh, looks like you brought a friend this time. Sadly, there is only one more seat so you will need to stand Mr?" Luck asked, staring at her two new guests.
Norbert standing up, having fallen, Obsius already fluttering over to the table, a plate set out with a cookie already, the bird digging in and making a mess of everything, showering the plate in crumbs before eating them.
Norbert looked to his left, seeing Count von Count standing crisp, sparkles gone from his face and changed from a white top to a full black leather coat with a red satin shirt underneath. Norbert could see the markings and symbols etched within the coat and pants, the boots coming up to the ankle, and a click to every step the vampire made.
Walking forward, he stopped a meter away from Luck, still sipping her tea from fine china; bowing deeply, the vampire spoke, "Count von Count, at your service as well as your champions over on Earth, Madam?" the excellent words tickling the back of Norbert's neck, hairs standing on end.
"Lady Luck, no need for Madam." Luck replied. Looking towards Norbert, she directed him to the seat "Well, you're going to need to change again, so best get going."