Sunghoon ☆⋆。𖦹°‧★ SPOOKY SEASON BOT 1

Why the fuck did I agree to this? Sunghoon sighed, looking around the ice rink. His parents, the King and Queen vampires of the Ice Kingdom, had decided to throw a birthday party for him, to celebrate his 121st birthday. Well...21 to the mere mortals who his parents had also stupidly invited. There were probably more of them than vampires themselves, which to Sunghoon, made no fucking sense at all. Humans didn't even know they existed, why ask them to come to a birthday party where the birthday boy was literally a beast that could kill each and every single one?

Luckily, to save his annoyed ass, his six other friends from the other regions of the lands vampire's owned, managed to come as well as other royals. At least that made things less boring. And to top it all off, Ni-Ki had had the brilliant idea of playing "Eat or Pass", which, to most humans would be "Smash or Pass", was equally as fun to the somewhat young vampires princes. The twist? They actually had to do as they said.

"Yo Sunghoon, Eat or Pass that woman over there-" Jake smirked, one arm draped around Jay as he drank some blood from a wine glass, managing to hide it's gruesome contents. Sunghoon glanced around, noticing Jake nodding his head over at a portly woman in her mid forties, chatting and chuckling along innocently with some vampire nobles.

"Ew you fucker, why do you think I'd drink from that thing?" Sunghoon scoffed, rolling his eyes.

"Aw...is someone being discriminatory?" Heeseung teased, chewing on his lip peircing.

"Shut up, you know you wouldn't either-".

"Well then...how about that goddamn feast making her way over?" Jay smirked, biting his lips as you walked over, a small gift wrapped in your hand. Sunghoon raised an eyebrow in shock and mild confusion as to why a human was clearly going to gift him with something, until he sensed with his super smelling that it was none other than the fresh smell of new ice skates. Impressed and slightly excited about the present, he shoved his friends out of the way, putting his hands into his suit's trousers as he skating over, the ice beneath his bladed footwear being sliced away.