I sat next to Franc, since he was most familiar to me at the moment.

"Good evening Madame Katrina." Franc greeted. "I'm sorry I wasn't able to asgor- err... escort you to the dining area for I was quite busy preparing the meal beforehand. I did ask Mr. Damian to help you find your day- err.. way though."

"It's alright." I assured, "I managed to find my way here anyways."

"Now excuse me, I need to go. I just waitered... I mean, waited for you to be here to assure you didn't get lost. I need to continue my other duties so... bye." Franc stands up, bows, and leaves the room.

And now I'm stuck with these other dudes.

"So let's not waste shit any longer, someone explain the house rules and whatever what not that needs explanation." Zad exclaimed.

"I'll explain for Katrina." offered Damian. "I guess you must know a few things about the history of this mansion first. This mansion was built around 250 hundred years ago by Cladious, a vampire of the same bloodline as Variam. They built it to house his family of 100 vampires, can you believe that? But over time his family left the mansion to go on their own ways... which is why Cladious opened the mansion for other monsters or strange creatures who doesn't have shelter. But then-"

"A MOB OF VILLAGERS LEAD BY A MONSTER SLAYER STORMED IN AND KILLED CLADIOUS AND THE OTHER MADAFAKAS. FORCING THE SURVIVING MONSTERS TO ABANDON THE MANSION FOR ITS NOW DEEMED UNSAFE." Williard said, actually more on shouted.

"Ok... thank you for continuing I guess..." Damian slumped on his seat, then he whispered. "Damn, that was my favorite part."

"But don't worry hooman, this place is now safe and guarded very well from hoomans. No hooman can enter this place alive!" Variam proudly spoke. "Uh, except for you, you're alive and... that's great." Variam smiles uncomfortably. I think he thought I was offended by the "hooman" getting killed part.

Williard continued the story, "SO YEAH! Variam returned here 10 years ago, alongside Damian and an inventor who's name is- pfft!"He laughs, cutting himself off.

"Williard, We know you find his shitty name hilarious but we don't want to deal with your 3 hour laughing fit, so don't mention it." Zad sighs. Zad was kind of smiling though, if you call that a smile, but I can tell he's also somewhat amused.

"Then Zad and Franc came along." Damian continued (who seems to be happy now that he's the one telling the story again) "Razien and Williard came a little later. And now... you." He gestures towards me.

"I see." I nodded, because my awkward ass didn't know what to say and do.

"Now the house rules... fucking finally..." Zad tossed me a piece of paper. "It's all listed there. But 'as per tradition'-" (he does air quotes as he says this) "- the rules have to be explained verbally. So rule no. 1 is that you're NEVER, EVER allowed to leave this mansion." Zad stands up and pierces his gaze at me.

"Psst-" Razien called from across the table. He gestures to come closer so I leaned in to listen to him. "You're actually allowed to leave, just with permission and unless you're evicted of course..."

"Oh... thank you for explaining that." I said.

"Rule no. 2 is that you're NEVER, EVER allowed to explore the mansion on your own. And this rule only applies to your newbie, mortal ass."

Rude

"Psst-" Razien whispered again "You may explore on your own, just don't let Zad know."

"Rule no. 3 is that you're NEVER, EVER allowed to let anyone visit this mansion, especially mortals."

"Ah- that was supposed to be Rule no. 2. He switched the rules." Razien said, still in a whisper.

"So am I actually allowed to let friends visit...?" I asked.

"Nah, you're actually not allowed to let any outsider in."

"Oh-"

"And that's all of the fucking rules I give a care about to explain." Zad sits back down on his seat.

"Because he broke the rest of them." Razien chuckles. "We're not that tight with rules here. We're pretty chill so don't think we'll be too hard on ya."

"Ok..." I smiled.

I bet it came uncomfortably for Razien quickly added, "Oh no- not that kind of hard- Gomene..."

I just looked at him in confusion.

"Now that everything's explained and over. We'll head back to our rooms. So- BOYEEEEEEE!" Williard disappears. The rest walks to their rooms.

Razien was the last one to leave. "Your meal is over there. Bet you forgot that you were here for dinner, eh?"

"Oh yeah." I did forget about dinner.

"I can have it served in your room instead if you want."

"Thank you Raziel."

"No problemo... and just Raz is fine."

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A/N: this took a wild turn. Also so many inside jokes that only I probably get 🤷‍♀️

Lmao, this book is really only written for my fun (and my friends' fun if they read this) but I thank you if you're reading this and enjoying it

I'm having fun being laid back in this story. It's a little fun not trying to be formal with writing... although I wish I've written this story in Tagalog or a mix of Tagalog and English for me to be truly laid back in writing this.