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To be honest the moment Nikola had returned home with that ridiculous toy that Alcuin had won him, he had discarded it in the corner of his room. Ugly, vial little thing. The only reason he had kept the thing was ignoring Alcuin's displays of affection could set him back weeks with Alcuin. It wasn't that he cared, don't be absurd. Still, if he had realised what was going to happen then he would have paid closer attention to it. And had he been paying attention it would never have gotten the jump on him: the Great Nikola Tesla.

"SON OF A BITCH," Nikola yelled as something sharp bit his neck. His neck. Reaching for his attacker's head and felt it squash beneath his hand, yanking it away from his neck Nikola threw the creature into the corner of the room and glared. Of course it just had to be that ugly thing, he was never letting his feelings get the better of him. "NOBODY BITES NIKOLA TESLA!"

Advancing on the creature, it should have realised from the look on Nikola's face not to attack but some vampires weren't exactly known for their intelligence. Nikola should know about that, he had made most of them.

"I'm going to take great pleasure in this," Nikola murmured with a wicked smirk. Nikola wasn't sure if stuffed toys on a whole could scream but well, this one certainly did. Later in the lab, dissecting knife in hand Nikola began to deconstruct his vampire friend. "Don't worry, I'm going to take good care of you."

Nikola wasn't sure if stuffed toys on a whole could scream but well, this one certainly sounded like it did.

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Alcuin heard the scream from the hallway inside the Compound, and hurried into the lab on instinct, eyes widening in alarm when he saw Nikola there. His alarm did lessen slightly when he saw that the man appeared to be in no danger, though he couldn't tell where the scream had come from.

"Nikola! What on earth...?"

Having run out of clean clothes and the only options the box or laundry, Helen had decided to chance the box and was disgusted at the short shorts and brief tank she'd been given over and over until she had no choice but to accept them.

She made her way to the lab to speak with Nikola about the wine spilled on her laptop when she saw him bent over what appeared to be a child's plush toy.

"Nikola! What on earth are you doing?"