Thursday, December 14, 2017

Theme Day Thursday p2

movie: Twilight 2 New Moon
starring: Taylor Lautner, Kristen Stewart
genre: Drama
year; 2009
format: DVD

plot: Bella begins having visions of herself aged, with Edward still young. This causes her to go through a big bought of insecurity about her relationship and life. She then spends her birthday with Edward's family, and once again the reminders hit hard that she is human, while they are not. She starts to beg Edward to turn her, but he refuses, and instead breaks up with her and moves away from town. Bella can not seem to accept this, running away to the one place she feels connected the most to Edward; the woods on the edge of town. Her unconscious body is then found by one of the locals. We see her spend the next few months in a horrible depression, isolating herself from everyone, and suffering from night terrors. In a moment of pure desperation, she puts herself in a highly dangerous situation, activating a psychic link to Edward. She then becomes addicted to this psychic link, and continues to become more and more reckless. These leads her to rebuilding her relationship with Jacob. After witnessing some of the guys cliff diving at the rez, she learns from Jacob that members of the community have become divided. Meanwhile, the school is a buzz with talks of what everyone is calling a bear attack not far from the edge of town, as she plans a group "date" in which she invites Jacob along. Once there, Jacob is overcome by jealousy, which causes him to act out and threaten one of Bella's male friends. We then see Jacob join "the pack".  While this is happening, a second group of vampires move into the area having learned that Edward's family no longer live there. With the entire pack now having gone through their full transformation, they expose themselves and hunt down the second tribe of vamps. Bella has yet another vision of both Edward and Jacob facing off against each other. This forces her to confront members of the community, unaware they are werewolves. One pack member takes it too personally and tries to attack Bella, just as Jacob comes to her rescue. She confesses to Jacob that she is the reason the second tribe of vamps are hanging around, and therefore the reason the lycantrhope had been triggered in the entire pack. Once again, Bella puts herself in danger on purpose in order to have once more psychic link with Edward. Only this time, believing she's dead, Edward plans his own suicide. Alice then arrives in town to inform Bella of this, and takes her half way across the planet to save Edward. When they return, Jacob and Edward do in fact have a verbal confrontation, forcing Bella to finally choose between them.

I've talked about this film a few times over the years. One of the things being that the werewolves in this are more interesting than the vampires. That pretty much goes for the entire franchise in my mind. The werewolves characters are just more developed than the vampires.

The meat of this story is the relationship between Bella and Jacob, and how they are both keeping parts of themselves locked away from the other. Even though they both desperately want to connect. The barrier between them is loyalty. Loyalty to what Bella has made herself believe is the perfect relationship; and loyalty to family. In this case, both Jacob and Bella. As Bella has wormed her way into the Cullens lives. Both are in turn keeping themselves locked away from their own self.
Jacob has only partly accepted his own nature to this point. As if denying it will make it less so. Bella, has done the same thing with the fact she knows a "perfect" relationship doesn't exist.  There is a scene where Bella is on a dirt bike, has a small accident; and lets her guard down for a brief few seconds when she tells Jacob she's attracted to him. She quickly retracts her response down playing it.  You almost get the impression she's punishing herself for realizing there could be someone else for her.

Another big theme here is moving on. The very fact the vampire aspect of the story is based on Romeo and Juliet and how extreme the characters react when faced with difficulty, shows they aren't as mature as they think.  Here, we have Edward an immortal vampire over a hundred years old, who acts like the perpetual teenager he's suppose to be hiding as; as well as Bella who is a couple of years older than Jacob, both acting like drama queens. While Jacob, who's life really has transformed into something unwelcome and unrecognizable to him, is handling it with more grace and maturity.
For Jacob, conformity has to happen. There is no other option at first glance. But, as the story progresses, we see him stand up for himself defying his "pack" when he not only tells Bella the truth, but decides to protect her. He's forced to choose between his family or his own desires.

This is one story where the hero does not win, does not get the girl and does not die in the process. He still has to get up in the morning, face the people who hurt him the most, and he does it. I think that's why this is the most interesting of the sequels.

The subplot of lycanthropy is a perfect metaphor for growing up and dealing with the unexpected. The duality that lurks within us all and how we deal with it.

Okay folks, I'm going to keep it short and end it here. Don't forget, this is part of my Hallowe'en project and that puts us at 321 Days till Hallowe'en 2018

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Theme Day Thursdays

Spudguns! I mentioned the other day that I had a new segment for you guys coming this week. And this would be it. Theme Day Thursdays.  Basically, every Thursday for the next few months ( leading up to October) I'm going to cover movies in the same genre (this is part of my Hallowe'en project I was talking about) So December, I thought I'd dive into the werewolf genre.

Movie: Skin Walkers
Starring: Jason Behr, Elias Koteas,
Year: 2006
Genre: Action, Thriller
Format: DVD

plot:  When the signs of a centuries old prophecy begin to take place, two packs of lycanthropes, one wild, one domestic, begin fighting over the life of a boy. Unknown to him, he's the key to the survival of all werewolves. For thirteen years, his uncle and his family have kept him hidden from the rest of the packs, only to be located as the week leading up to the boy's thirteenth birthday. As the boy has begun having nightmares, caused by the blood moon. One of the astrological signs found in the prophecy. The two pack leaders, Jonas and Caleb, begin a turf war of sorts for the boy as Jonas's pack flee the area with the boy in tow, and Caleb's pack hot on their trail. It's soon revealed that Caleb is Jonas's younger brother and the father of the boy; whom everyone thought was dead for the last twelve years.

This opens with another pack of werewolves, whom we do not see again through the film. I always got the impression this was meant to be either a series of movies, or pilot for a tv show.

From there, it becomes a brother vs brother storyline, which could have gotten so much deeper than it did, but instead got jammed up when it falls into a mindless shoot 'em story.   And that is my big complaint about this movie. You have a great baseline with an ancient prophecy, a lost love, two brothers who have extremely different belief systems, and a rich folklore to dive into, but instead it just goes for the typical mindlessness.

That aside, I actually love this movie. It's easily one of my favourite werewolf films, simply because of the baseline idea. Add to that the impressive list of Canadian talent in this Elias Koteas, Kim Coates, Tom Jackson and Shawn Roberts, and you've got something you want to sink your teeth into. Wendy Crewson has a brief role at the beginning as the leader of the first pack we see, whom you keep expecting to pop back in, but never does. This is what leads me to thinking this was designed to create sequels/tv show.

There is a moment in the story, where you see the boy's mother get clawed by one of the pack, and the idea is planted that she's going to turn, but it never happens. You're left wondering if that's because of the hero moment the boy brings, or if that's because she wasn't born a lycan? This is never explained, which if it had been given a sequel would have been an interesting next step in the story.
I think so much more could have been done with the expansion of the pack member's characters.

And I have to say, I love the nod to the "wolfman" with the characters' last name being Talbot. 

And I get to play my favourite game : how many cast members have done vampire movies?   Elias Koteas went on to play the detective in the 2010 film Let Me In,  Kim Coates has played a vampire in an episode of Dracula the Series in 1990, Red Blooded American Girl (1990)  Innocent Blood (1992) and was in Rufus (2012)  Natassia Malthe played a vampire in the 2005 film Bloodsuckers, Bloodryane 2 Deliverance (2007) Bloodrayne 3 the Third Reich (2011) Rhona Mita played a vampire in 2009 in Underworld 3 Rise of the Lycans,  and Jason Behr did an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer in 1997.

Well, that's about it for now. I'll be back next Thursday, but in the meantime, don't forget to check out the rest of the Hallowe'en project on my facebook page

328 Days till Hallowe'en 2018. 

Sunday, December 3, 2017

Coffee Talk Dec 3rd 2017

Spudguns! How is everybody doing this overcast day? (I've always wondered how many answer without really thinking cause we spend our lives online?)

Well, it's a Sunday, in case you haven't been listening to a calendar...listening to the calendar; not a difficult thing to do, I mean, they do still make paper calendars by the thousands and it does make a swooshing noise when you flip the pages and a cluck-clank when you drop them, and even a swear word or two when it slides under the desk and you have to hunt for it.
It's also December 3rd; which makes it the anniversary of the blog. Just in case you didn't notice the little...okay not so little countdown list on the sidebar there cause it's gotten fatter each year most likely soaking up all the butter from the recipes.

So I decided not to follow pattern with trying another movie a day countdown. Which, I think I talked about back last one of these? This Year 7 of the Blog will be another Random kitchen drawer of jars. Just a big potluck of cheesy goodness.

The Nosferatu Adventures will continue to be every second Sunday. (next two on Dec 17th and 31st)
and I've got a new post series planned for Thursdays. (starting this week Dec 7th)
And of course, continuing with the recipes inspired by; posts.

Now on to new business...

New business.  I've got a weird all encompassing themed project for this blogging year. Which, if you haven't been to my Facebook page (here)   You might not realize I've already started. It's Hallowe'en based and  a bit on the silly side, but then again we need that in our lives to keep us balanced and fresh. Okay it's a lot on the silly side, but that's what you come to me for.
That part of things include, a daily Hallowe'en countdown, movie trivia,(Saturdays) movie quotes (Wednesdays) as well as a new post segment on Mondays that will be starting tomorrow on my other blog. (if I get it finished in time, I'll let you know).  So the Facebook page will be "Hallowe'en central" this year.

I'll be back later in the week.

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p24

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 324, chapter 324

Out of Time

5 years ago...

Arthur trudged up the stairs, tired, sore, and feeling like he couldn't make it another day.  Only he knew he would. He knew he'd get up in the morning, get ready for work, and sit at his desk pouring over the case files. Pouting. He knew he'd be pouting just as he knew he'd get a headache from eye strain from the paper work he had to do. Just as he knew he'd have a kink in his shoulders and upper back for two days straight from sitting at his desk, going over all the paper work. No time to grieve. In fact, better the soreness from the mountains of files in his office than thinking about how his ex fiancee was now married to someone else. Detective Holmwood had no one but himself to blame on that factor. He'd known when he'd taken that last case that he'd chosen his career over his relationship. Only, he'd thought he'd have more time. More time to try to fix it when it when south. Only, this time, she didn't let him. This time, was the one that broke the camel's back. And it wasn't like he hadn't seen the signs there in front of his nose. They were quite clear.  She's stopped waiting up for him, stopped planning weekends together, stopped texting and calling just to see how his day was going. Then when she stopped talking about the wedding plans all together, he'd known she'd moved on already in her mind. It really shouldn't have been that much of a shock, of a leap to the conclusion that she'd been having an affair the last five months they had been together. And now, she was off living her life with someone who wasn't him.  Slugging out of his jacket, the sandy-blonde blue eyed detective let out a sigh of defeat as he made his way to the kitchen.

This case was going to be the death of him, he was sure of it. The brutality of it left Arthur felling drained just from looking at the crime scene photos. He opened a beer taking a long gulp, not tasting it as it slid down his throat. Mindlessly he wiped the corners of his mouth, another sigh of exhaustion escaping his pale lips. Rubbing his thumbs over his eyes, he sniffed. Maybe he should have just moved back to London?

"I shacking hate that wallpaper." he mumbled to himself as he stared at the red panels in the kitchen. His ex had picked it out. She had gone on about how it reminded her of boldness and triumph. To the detective, it just reminded him of bad xmas wrapping paper. Leaning over the stove, he started to pick at a small seam in the wallpaper. He spent the next three hours removing it piece by piece, till all that was left was snatches of exposed wall. His fingertips sticky from the glue, and covered in tiny paper cuts. The phone rang, causing him to hang his chin to his chest, his hands on his hips. He knew without even having to answer it that it was the police station. No one else would dare call him at 1:30 am. Sniffing back a laugh, he entertained the idea of just not answering it. Of just letting it ring and ring and ring till they hung up. But he knew they'd only give him five minutes before calling again.  "Yeah." he all but yelled into the receiver. Grabbing a pen, he jotted down an address on one of the larger pieces of ruined wallpaper. "I'll be there in fifteen." he hung up the phone, having to remove the receiver again untangling himself from the cord, before slamming it back down once more.  He should never have come home. Arthur thought to himself as he headed back out of the apartment and down the hallway. He should have gone to the bar and gotten so hammered that he'd of been no use if anyone at the station had found him.  But he hadn't. He'd gone back to his apartment after shift like always, made a box of  cheese noodles and had eaten it while standing at the stove, destroying his walls.

The detective arrived at the crime scene, replacing his tie with one hand, while using his teeth to secure the rubber gloves on his free one.

"What we got?" he asked trying to suppress a yawn.

"Animal attack." the officer on duty said gesturing towards the area. Detective Holmwood side stepped the yellowy-orange tape marking off the edge of the alley. "Don't see why they called homicide in on this? We've already put a call out to the animal control."   Arthur grunted as he hitched up his pants squatting down to get a closer look at the victim. There were two large claw like gouges running through the face and neck. The right eye missing, and the shoulder like hamburger.

"They called me in because no animals are missing from the zoo." he replied matter of factly as he carefully moved the victim's head to examine for any other marks. What he didn't say was that he'd already seen another victim mauled like this across town. That was nearly a month before, there was no way it could be a wild animal when it was spaced so far apart. Any animal that might have escaped from the zoo, or from a private owner would have moved on by now. This was more likely someone staging their victim afterwards to look like an animal attack, to throw them off the trail. He had to suppress yet another yawn. Getting back to a standing position, he asked who had called it in? The other officer pointed to a guy standing at the opposite end of the alley near the back doors of a club.  Detective Holmwood walked over to where the witness was, wishing he hadn't had the second beer. "I understand you found the victim?"

"Yes. When I left the club." he gestured with his thumb over his shoulder. The guy was a little bit shorter than the detective, with brown eyes and dark hair. He was dressed like he belonged in an 80's hair band video; in tight jeans, a black silk shirt and leather jacket that was weighed down with studs and chains. There was a guitar case at his feet. "Just after 12:30 right after the band was done."

"And you didn't see anyone else?"

"No. No one." the witness remarked shaking his head.  After another ten minutes of questions, Detective Holmwood let him go on his way; before he himself entered the club to question the few remaining customers and the bartender. If the detective had just waited a few more seconds, he would have not believed his own eyes and blamed it on the beers he'd had with dinner, or just the pure exhaustion he was feeling. But he'd gone safely into the overheated bar; missing the spectacle as the witness seemed to absorb the guitar case into himself, his hair becoming shorter spiked, his clothes morphing from the spikes and chains on the jacket to a smooth leather, the silk shirt dissolving into a grey t-shirt, the jeans becoming just a little better fitted as his thighs became more muscular. Would have seen the magick mist swarming around like a grey cloud of steam, just as it too absorbed back into the guy's very flesh, his jawline becoming a little squared. All before Loki shimmered into thin air.

But Detective Arthur Holmwood saw none of that. He was left completely unaware that his world had just been ripped apart, like the body of his victim had.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Everything and everyone is connected. Nothing is out of tune)

Friday, December 1, 2017

December FoodnFlix 2017

Spudguns! It's that time once again, where I head to the kitchen and come up with something for the Food n'Flix group. This month's selection was the 1995 Clueless, and it is being hosted by Heather at All Roads Lead to the Kitchen.

Plot: Cher is the most popular girl at her school, and has decided to play matchmaker for her friends. When she fails to set up her friends Tai and Elton, she learns Elton is refusing  the match because in his mind, Tai isn't popular enough. Cher then moves onward, helping two of her teachers get together, while hoping to catch the eye of the new guy in school Christian. When that also falls apart on her, she is faced with the realization that she's in love with someone else, and ends up in a jealous situation as Tai also falls for the same guy.

So I've actually talked about this a few times over the years; notable when I did my All Jane Austen series few years ago.  Yes, for those who don't know, Clueless is a remake of Jane Austen's Emma. And, I have to say one of the better ones.

Some of the notable elements from Emma that are used are : the wardrobe. We see empress high waists, large hats, corset cut tops, feathers on cuffs and collars.  The Mr. Martin character. In the original story, he's a farmer; here he's the hapless stoner who "farms pot".  The Frank Churchill character, who in the original story has a secret fiancee. Here, his morphed into Christian, and is made into a gay man, removing any elements of being "the bad guy" when his flirtation turns out to be not so plainly upfront.   The Elton character is basically the same. He's all about status and finding a rich girlfriend. Josh, is the Mr. Knightley character. Tai of course being the Harriet character.

Because the Cher character is wealthy (as Emma is in the original story) she's allowed the luxury of not needing to worry about finding a husband herself, and therefore able to play matchmaker for her friends, as well as the charity work she does eventually end up doing. 

Notes: iced coffee, milkshakes, cherries, juice, carrots, oranges, alcohol, bread, bagels, ricecakes, cereal, water, chips, cranberries(mentioned) toast(mentioned) mayo, asparagus, cake, chicken, rice, fish(picture) turtle(picture) sandwiches, pasta salad, pop, chocolate bars, milk, muffins, yogurt, coffee, tea, MacDonalds (mentioned) granola (mentioned) broccoli, cauliflower, apples, burgers, pizza, Snapple (mentioned) turkey bacon (mentioned) popcorn, m & ms (mentioned) licorice (mentioned) celery, cookies, potato, meat loaf, beets, pie, green salad, peanuts, twinkies, grapes, garlic, onions, bananas, mangoes, lunch-meat, mints, candy canes, punch, ice, nachos, pretzels, dip, limes, breadsticks, pasta, chocolates, clams (mentioned) fries, cheesies, hard candy, pickles, crackers, olives, canned tomatoes, oysters, frogs legs in a box, capers, kimchi, escargot, mustard, canned fruit cocktail, canned chickpeas, jam, hot dogs, tart (mentioned)

I made tea. Yeah, tea. There is a scene where Cher is making tea for her dad, and goes to the window pulling a fresh citrus fruit off the tree and adds it to the cup. Throughout the film, there are comments about pampering yourself, being decadent and relaxing. I don't know what says relaxing more than a cup of tea.  We also see the teachers having a cup of coffee together when Cher is matchmaking for them.

I decided to pull from some of the "mentioned" candy/snacks as much as the idea that its a remake of a Jane Austen, and tea scenes are a common element in JA. 

I started by crushing up some candy canes. Then added the Earl Grey, in loose leaf.

In the film, they mention M&M's, as well as we see chocolates in general. I decided to go with Smarties, as the coating is a bit on the sweeter side than M&M's.

I harvested some dried papaya and coconut from the trail mix. Crushed everything, mixing it all together.

I decided that tea time needed some cookies to go with it, so I made a quick basic sugar cookie with some of the crushed candy cane.


3 cups flour
2 teaspoon baking powder
dash of salt
3 Tablespoons butter soften
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 cups sugar
1 egg
1/2 cup milk or water
mix well,

form into a large ball, and pop into refrigerator for 45 minutes, then roll out to desired thickness, sprinkle in crushed candy cane, roll out once more and if desired, use cookie cutters.

Bake for 12 minutes depending on your oven at 400degrees

But back to the main thing, the tea.

Here, once I had it crushed and mixed, I simply placed it into a filter, and added the hot water. I let it steep for about 3 minutes.

I found that the dried papaya and coconut, lent to a natural enough sweetness, that I did not need to add any extra sugar.

There was just enough mint from the candy canes so that it was not overpowering, and the chocolate undertones blended perfectly with the Earl Grey.

That's about all I have to offer this time around, but don't forget to join us in 2018 for more dinner and movie ideas. January kicks off with the movie Wreck-It-Ralph, and is being hosted by Amy at Amy's Cooking Adventures. 

Sunday, November 19, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p23

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 323, chapter 323

Out of Time

Edric breathed in sharply as he rolled to one side before springing back to his feet, his back already healing from where he'd hit the stone floor. The theme music engulfed him as he turned snarling over his shoulder, the limp mohawk flaying from his forehead in slow motion as the once light mist became a heavy dense fog. He felt like a superstar as he raised his left hand to brush the dust from his right shoulder, winking at the shadowy figure.  The hybrid barely had to look at his hand, to know that there was a sword there suddenly, as he raised his arm pointing towards his enemy. Taking a step forward, Edric slashed the air and smog in front of him, the blood splattering across his face as Dagan's skull rolled across the floor to land at the feet of Ruthven. The dark haired human screamed as he threw his hands up in the air turning and running out the back door of the building, a cigar in each hand.

"Behind you!" Seward's voice was warning him in a warped slow motion of it's own, as Edric turned to face his next threat. Vlad stood there his face painted white with black exaggerated eye make-up, just as Edric raised his other hand, a large wooden stake at the ready. With one swift shove, he impaled yet another foe, as he smiled watching Vlad drop to his knees, the ends of his costumed cape up over his face, the smog encompassing them all.

Coughing, Edric threw himself across the room to where our heroine was. He landed centimeters next to her, his white shirt bellowing out as he did as if he was gliding on air. The large bubble that was holding her prisoner gleamed as he pierced it with both the sword and the stake, watching it shatter like candy glass to the floor, the sound of windchimes suddenly overpowering his theme music that seemed to vibrate from the very core of the walls.  Dropping his weapons, Edric caught our heroine with one movement before she could fall. Her dress the colour of pale lavender as it seemed to float as with a life all it's own.

"Oh Edric!" she sighed as she fainted in his strong arms, one hand to her forehead. "I thought I'd be stuck in that bubble forever!"  He lifted her as if she were nothing leaning in for a kiss, as she brought her hand up between their lips, interrupting it.  Edric closed his blue eyes drawing his eyebrows together in puzzlement as he felt the slap across first his face, then his shoulder. Our heroine's voice fading into the distance, only to be replaced by Seward's.

"Dude. Buddy. Edric wake up."   The sandy-blonde hybrid snorted as he opened his eyes, bringing his hands up to cover them from the harsh glare of the sun. He watched the shadows of pink from between his fingers as Seward continued to open the blinds, allowing the afternoon sunlight to puddle around the bed and spotlight the human from behind.  "I let you sleep as long as I could, but we've got to get back to working on this."  he said holding up something flat in his hand.

"It's hopeless." the hybrid mumbled as he covered his elbow over his face, hiding his eyes, wanting to return to his dream. "There's nothing for us to do until Nosferatu gets back."

"Lest she's coming back. I told you she would." the dark haired human continued to stand in the middle of the bedroom.

"Actually, we don't know that she is." Edric huffed as he rolled out of the large bed. He had stretched out in the master bedroom, unwilling to allow Vlad or Arthur the chance to desecrate the memory of his friend's grandfather.  Though, he hated to admit, he was doing just that himself by sleeping in his bed. "She said she'd try to get back to us. There was no guarantee." he shook his head. "No guarantee." he stammered on the sentence.

"You are such a buzzkill." Seward replied shaking his head in disbelief. "Granted, anything can go wrong, but so much could go right too."

"Uh, evil covens, angry gods, and my mate is missing. How can anything go right?" Edric sighed in frustration.

"I haven't quite figured that part out yet, but I'm not giving up." Seward said as he stomped across the room waving the pieces of note paper as he did. "And technically she's not missing anymore. She's just off in another realm of reality with the members of her former pack." he said as he disappeared down the hallway.

"Rub it in some more I don't think you added enough salt to that wound."

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Let's face it, everyone wants to be someone's hero)

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Food'n Flix Nov 2017

Spudguns! it's that time of the month again where I tell you about the group's movie selection and what it inspired me to do.  This month's Foodn'Flix selection was the 1987 film Planes Trains and Automobiles, starring Steve Martin and John Candy. and it was hosted by Amy over at Amy's Cooking Adventures. 

Plot: When an advertising executive is late because of a meeting, his travel plans for the holidays become messed up. By missing a single cab, he gets thrown on this wild road trip with a complete stranger who sells shower curtains. The two of them use any and all means necessary to find a way home for the long weekend. Along the way, they discover what "home" really means.

Okay, so this was a tv edit.  I have to admit, even though I've seen this a few times over the last 30 years and everyone around me likes it, it's never been a favourite. (sister loves it, parents loved it, two ex boyfriends loved it.) So paying attention to the food in it was an interesting adventure for me. And as much as I love movies by both Steve Martin and Canadian icon John Candy, the two of them as a duo just never gelled for me personally.

Notes: "bacon" (Kevin Bacon is in the opening scene) "candy" (John Candy stars) hot dogs, milk, pasta with meatballs, apples, beer, oranges, coffee, pop, life savers, tea, slurppee, pigs, cracker jacks, cereal, toast, pie, grapefruit, hashbrowns, turkey, syrup, jam, English muffins, strawberries, ketchup, mustard, pizza, pancakes, cookies, steak, salad, milkshake, fries, burgers, chocolate, ambrosia salad, cranberries, rolls, melon, alcohol, chips, stuffing, cheese.

As Canadian Thanksgiving was back in early October, I was not in any mood to do a Thanksgiving dinner. My original idea was to make candied bacon; but once again, being vegetarian, that was not practical. I've always been intrigued with the fact cranberry sauce seems to be a massive thing in other areas, but not in the area I live. So I knew I wanted to make something with cranberries. What I ended up with, was a cranberry figgy duff and sauce.  This is a boiled pudding done in a draw string bag.


half a loaf of stale bread
1 Tablespoon melted butter
1/4 c sugar
1/2 c dried cranberries
1/4 teaspoon nutmeg
1/2 Tablespoon cinnamon
1 c flour
splash of orange juice
a plain white draw string bag or something similar.

Soak the bread in water for about 45 minutes, squeeze out as much of the liquid as possible.

Add the rest of the ingredients, mix together,

spoon into the pudding bag, and boil for about 2 hours.


1/2 c dried cranberries
1/2 c orange juice
Tablespoon butter
Tablespoon and a half of brown sugar
2 teaspoon cornstarch

simmer on low heat for about 10 minutes, until the sauce is thick.

What I love about this is that it can be served as a side dish; in which case you would forgo the sweet sauce and serve it with a brown gravy instead. But here I chose to serve it as a dessert with the sweeter cranberry sauce.

That's about all I've got for you today, but don't forget, the group will be back next month with another movie selection. Next month, we're watching Clueless and it's being hosted by Heather over at All Roads Lead to the Kitchen.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p22

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 322, chapter 322

Rolf's Kingdom

"Finn tells me we need to visit the hermit dude near the mountains." our heroine said too casually to Reuben. She stood in the doorway of his bedroom, waiting to see if he was going to invite her in. The dark haired lycanthrope said nothing as he looked up at her from the floor where he was doing crunches; naked except for a pair of shorts. Carefully, the female banshee stepped over the threshold. Closing the door behind her, she sat down on Reuben's bed, listening to the sharp sounds of his breathing as he continued. "So, tell me about the new boyfriend?"

"What makes you think I have a new boyfriend?" he asked as he stopped, letting the magick mist circle his chest, leaving a black t-shirt in it's wake. He combed his fingers through first his long hair then over his beard as he crouched on his heels before pouncing onto the bed, sitting cross-legged beside her. Our heroine grabbed his wrist sniffing.

"Cause I can smell him everywhere." she lowered her face to gaze at him from under her eyelashes teasingly. "He's here, and here, and here." her nose trailed up the male's arm over his muscular shoulder to his neck. "Here you are." she giggled lifting Reuben's arm sniffing his armpit. Her tongue darted out for a brief second across his skin. "You're happy. I can't remember you ever really being happy."

"And I plan on staying that way, which is why I'm not telling you anything about him." the wolf said nodding to himself.  Our heroine made a grunting sound once again teasingly, before poking at her friend's shoulder.

"He's not part of the castle staff. His scent is only in here and very very faint in the hallway here outside your door." she poked his arm again, as Reuben twitched."Why can I touch you? The magickal mating barrier should have had us both knocked out cold."

"I'm not sure I want to know." Reuben remarked letting out a huff, his cheeks puffing slightly as he did.

"Anyways, I just wanted to tell you that we're leaving the castle. This should put enough distance between us and you furballs before the full moon."

"Why you so worried? You've got a mate, makes you immune." Reuben said pulling his dark hair back into his too smooth to be human ponytail.

"Too much could go horribly wrong." she gestured towards the door. "Has the oldest..."


"Has the oldest come into his wolfiness yet? " she asked looking at the now reclining male as he leaned back on his elbows. He shook his head no. "You really want a full moon ritual triggering his werewolf side? I mean the kid's what eight..."

"Eleven. Your son is eleven."

"Not my son. He's Loki's son. I was just the doorway he shoved his way through."  it was her turn to let out a huff of frustration, as she turned looking out the window. "Let's not forget that Rolf might not realize...if he's as out of it as you guys say he is..."  Reuben sat up like a bolt of lightening as he got her meaning. "He hasn't seen Anezka in decades. He thinks she's living her life as a human."

"This whole mess he's in is because he bartered with a god to save his sister the heartbreak of being a werewolf." Reuben's voice dropped to nearly inaudible.

"And I wouldn't suffer anyone with Maxwell." our heroine said dismissingly.

"Good point." he nodded towards her. "You know where you're going?" he stood towering over her.

"To the hermit dude in the mountains." she said with a snarky tone. "I was going to ask Harker to go with us."

"He'll never survive the climb. I'll come."

"Uh...what part of we don't want to be caught near any male werewolves during the full moon did you not understand?"

"It'll be fine. And if I get too paws on, you have permission to break my neck. It will at lest give you a few hours safety."

"Or you know I can just drug you with fairy dust."

"Even better." the dark haired male said guiding her out the bedroom door.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Every good story needs a hermit dude in the mountains)

Thursday, November 2, 2017

october FoodnFlix round Up

Spudguns! October is over, and it's time for the round up for Food n'Flix. I got to host this last round, and my selection was the 2016 remake of Ghostbusters.  (announcement here)

First was Debbie at Eliots Eats with her smoked baloney
It was inspired by the scene where Patty mentions "it smells like regrets and fried bologna"
Then Camilla over at Culinary Adventures with Camilla made two cocktails with her Slimmer Slippers   This was inspired by the beloved character of Slimer.

Next up, fried rice from Amy at Amy's Cooking Adventures  She was inspired by all the Chinese food seen throughout the film.

From there we have Kelley at Simply Inspired with a rice crispy treat pizza  Their inspiration came from not just the remake, but the franchise, as the logo went into their design.

Amber from Reviews Chews and How To's gave us a Slimmer Pistachio Salad  She pulled her inspiration from a combo of marshmallows and the ever present ectoplasm, that at times becomes a character all it's own.

Deb at Kahakai Kitchen made us a vegan wonton soup  Her inspiration came straight from the line "a reasonable wonton to broth ratio", as it's a running gag throughout the film that no matter how often the gang order in, the order is never right. 

Wendy at A Day in the Life on the Farm gave us a Hot and Sour Soup    Once again, the running soup gag became the inspiration for the meal. 

Ali at Fix Me a Little Lunch made Ecto Eclairs  The slime, once again became the center of attention and inspired her to make these lovely green temptations.  

Caroline over at Caroline Makes, gave us a S-lime and Coconut cake  Getting into the Hallowe'en spirit, she was inspired by Slimer as well.

Heather at All Roads Lead To The Kitchen gave us a Hot and Sour Soup  She was inspired by the character of Kevin, so pretty yet so unaware he's in over his head; his fishtank, and the once again running soup gag.  
And  I gave you my vegetarian Heavy Metal Hot Dog casserole. I was inspired by the heavy metal concert, and the many references of hot dogs.

Don't forget you can join in every month, and November's selection is Planes Trains and Automobiles, and being hosted by Amy at Amy's Cooking Adventures. 

Till next time...

Monday, October 30, 2017

Coffee talk October 30th 2017

Spudguns! How are you all today? Just thought I'd take a small break from writing the next few installments of The Nosferatu Adventures. Small coffee break, on this lovely overcast +2C day here where I am, on the day before Hallowe'en.

Yes, I know few of you have been looking for my usual Hallowe'en week posts; and I know I said back few months ago I was already working on them. But, time and resources got the better of me, and they're just not finished. Which is why I didn't have anything to offer this year. Boo, I suck I know; not treats for me.  However, it got me thinking about how we tackle the holiday. This was reinforced by a comic thingie I saw yesterday on facebook, that had Cinderella's fairy god mother telling her that at midnight her life gets turned into a pumpkin and xmas takes over.  I found myself nodding and then grumbling about the fact xmas stuff has been in stores here since before Thanksgiving. (Canadian Thanksgiving is early October for those outside of Canada)  And then sort of mumbling about how for some of us Hallowe'en is everyday.

This is also the point in the season where I decide if I'm going to attempt another round of the one movie a day for the year challenge, or just go with a random blogging year. As this blog's anniversary is only a couple weeks away.   Given the first year of the challenge was successful but the other few attempts have not been, I decided not to attempt another movie a day this year.

With that said, I'll be back on Nov 2nd with the Food n'Flix round-up.  Submission deadline is tonight Monday October 30th2017.

This coming Sunday, I should have the next installment of The Nosferatu Adventures up. 

Till then...Happy Hallowe'en!

Sunday, October 22, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p21

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 321, chapter 321

Rolf's Kingdom

"Can we talk? I think we need to talk? Don't you feel we should talk?" Maxwell said as he gestured between himself and our heroine. He stood at the end of the hallway, waiting for her. Sighing under her breath, the banshee moved down the hallway past him. "Hey! Don't walk away from me." the older shapeshifter said reaching for her arm. He felt the back of his head crack before everything went black, as he slammed into the wall, the magick barrier throwing him across the floor like an echoed nuclear blast.

"Huh. Interesting." our heroine said to herself as she glanced at Reuben out of the corner of her eye. He was standing once again in Harker's bedroom making sounds of disgust as he bent picking up the discarded trenchcoat.

"What's interesting is that you've been here all of twenty minutes and already you've left a path of destruction. What's next, a bloody trail of entrails across the castle floor?" Harker commented from the next doorway. Our heroine's face softened as she let her gaze caress the younger Frankenstein male.  She hesitated on her toes wanting desperately to hug him but unsure if he'd be tossed into oblivion too? The 45 year old pirate reached out gingerly to embrace her, fully certain that the fact he was still human would be his safe guard.  He was wrong. A few centimeters from her, he felt the push of the invisible barrier, his arms hovering there blending with the awkwardness of their attraction to each other after all these years. "I understand you're not with my brother anymore." he whispered clearing his throat.

"I'm not."

"Is Dagan alright? I haven't heard from him in months."  Harker's voice was as soft as a breeze.  Our heroine shook her head blinking, before shrugging; Harker's hands still an inch away from her.

"I would suppose he is. I didn't hang with him much before Bacchus kidnapped me." the auburn haired female dropped her own voice to match his before running her fingers through the air, not quite on the edges of Harker's hair. Age had caught up to him in little ways. The laugh lines around his eyes deeper, permanent. The once thick dark hair now a new texture that was softer, and nearly all salt and pepper. There would have been no room for the grey streaks the Frankenstein curse leaves at the temples had there been the opportunity to give them.

"What?" he asked bending at the knees to stare into her hazel eyes.

"If only I'd met you first."

"Well, if you had, you wouldn't have become a banshee."  the human gave Nosferatu a weak smile before bringing his hand back up to his own chin. "You can't tell me you would have changed that part of things for the world?"

"No. You're right there." she agreed.  Harker closed his eyes bringing his hand up to his forehead, wincing in pain.

"I'll be right there." his voice was solid but calm.

"Be right where?" our heroine asked confused.   Tilting his head then to the side, Harker's brown eyes were puzzled as he gestured towards the hallway.

"Um Damen just called out to me. You didn't hear that?"

"No." the banshee replied as she turned to follow him. "Does he do that often?"

"It's how he communicates. Both the boys actually. Damen at lest writes, William refuses to do anything normal." they continued down the hallway towards the main throne room. There they were greeted by a few of the people from the village. Damen was standing by the desk in the corner of the room, William sitting on the floor near the throne playing with a stack of cars and toys.

"Sir." the farmer stepped closer to them, his hands nervously held tight to his stomach. "I'm sorry to trouble you, but we feel the king needs to know what's going on." the human bowed his head nearly ashamed of himself. "The fields were raided again sir."

"Raided? Raided how?"  Harker asked moving towards the man, slapping his hand on the guy's shoulder. "Anything left?"

"They burned half the fields. There was nothing we could do, they came in the middle of the night." the man was on the edge of tears, his voice in a panic.

"We'll take care of it." he guided the man towards the doorway, stopping at the desk opening up one  of the drawers to expose a locked box. Nodding towards the man, he fished out a handful of loose coins handing them to him. "In the meantime, you'll need to be able to purchase new seeding."  The farmer thanked Harker his hands shaking as he took the gold coins. 

"You handled that well. You're good at this." our heroine commented as she crossed her arms under her chest, giving her boobs a boost.

"It's been happening off and on for the last year. We managed to cut them off on the west, but we're nearly defenseless from the docks."

"You were a pirate for years. You're telling me that the waterline is your weakness?"

"I'm telling you that because I was a pirate for years. There is nothing we can do on that defense."

"How did you handle the raiders from the west?" our heroine asked moving once again closer to him, dropping her voice instinctively.

"Well..." Harker shrugged pointing towards Reuben who was now entering the room. "He ate them."  they turned to look at the dark haired wolf as he strode into the center of the room.

"What? It's the only time I'm allowed to hunt anymore." he hooked a thumb in the direction of the kids.

"Understood." our heroine said nodding.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Ask yourself was Nosferatu unable to hear the kids telepathically because they didn't want her to or because she didn't want to?)

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

October 2017 FnF Randomness

Spudguns!  This would be my offering for this month's Food n'Flix, of which I'm hosting.  In case you forgot; I picked the remake of Ghostbusters. (here is my announcement )

I've talked about this movie in year 5 of the blog when it first came out, but the run down goes like this... (and made a Slimmer Soup inspired by the first two films {here})

Plot:  After Prof Abby Yates, learns that a book she'd co-written years before; that she thought had been destroyed ends up online for sale, she tracks down her former best friend Dr. Erin Gilbert in order to ask her to stop selling it. While there, Abby gets roped into joining Erin and her coworker Jillian Holtzmann as they investigate a local haunting. This leads to them being invited by Patty, a subway worker, into also investigating what she believes is a ghost, that has started to terrorize people on the subway system. Before long, the foursome are in need of a new office, a new secretary and new ride; as they begin to clean up the city's latest mess. The gang discover that a crazed fanboy, Rowan, a janitor for a local hotel; has been studying the same source material they have. Only, he's out to use the knowledge to open a portal between the living and the dead.

One of the things about this film I really dug, was that 90% of the effects were done practically in-camera. All the slime we see through out was actually cooked up in the props kitchen, the one scene at the opening which has a character is running up stairs that break away; which was done with pullies; a comical scene near the end of the film with the Stay Puff Marshmallow Man who has the ghostbusters trapped was done with them against glass. It's good to know that movies are starting to return to the "old ways" more and more. 

Notes: Chinese food, wonton soup, carrots, potato chips, toast (mentioned), cotton candy (mentioned), hard candy (seen on desk) beer, coffee, shrimp, water chestnuts, hot dogs, sugar, Vienna sausages (mentioned) pizza, pop, goat (mentioned) chicken (mentioned) salad, bologna (mentioned) sandwiches, wine, sushi, mustard, ketchup, fries, popcorn, hot pretzels, marshmallows, twinkie (sign in street) rum (sign in street) ice cream (mentioned), potatoes (mentioned) tomatoes (mentioned) steak, nachos, fruit plate, flap jacks (mentioned) walnuts (mentioned end credits)

One of my favourite lines in the film comes from Patty when they are at the heavy metal concert hunting the demon ghost. She shakes her head saying that the music is making the creature angry and "To Play Something Gentle!".  I decided to combine that line with the fact we see hot dogs a couple of times in the film, along with Patty mentioning that she has a cousin who will "work for Vienna Sausages", and of course one of the earlier scenes in the film when Holtzmann is eating potato chips during their first hunt.

I decided to make a "Heavy Metal Hot Dog Casserole"


half a package of pasta
1 can cheddar soup
4 Yves veggie dogs
onion chopped
chopped green pepper
half a package of shredded cheese (I used a nacho blend)
1/2 bag of nacho cheese flavoured chips

Boil your pasta one minute underdone, drain MOST of the liquid leaving about a tablespoon,

transfer to your casserole dish,

add the soup to your pasta and mix well

Cook your hot dogs to package instructions (in this case boiled for 3 minutes), then chop up into smaller pieces,

Layer hot dogs and green peppers and onions on top of pasta

Crumble nacho chips over top,

Add shredded cheese

Bake for 20 minutes at 250 degrees or until cheese has melted

This is the part where you say "oh my god! She actually made a casserole!!!!"  Yeah, I know I know, they have been few and far between.

I decided to go with the nacho flavour theme here, because veggie dogs are known for having zero taste to them. (unless you use a spicy veggie sausage) So I thought, instead of trying to "doctor up the dog" I'd just take the easier route, and pick a flavour profile that I know would work.  No guess work needed, just nacho cheese all around. And other than salting the pasta water, there is NO extra salt/pepper, as I find canned soups no matter what the flavour, to be very salt.

Don't forget to check back in a few weeks (I think I said the 2nd of November) to find out what the rest of the gang were inspired to make when I post the round up.  And also, if you want to join in with us next month, the selection will be Planes Trains and Automobiles  and hosted by Amy at Amy's Cooking Adventures 

Monday, October 9, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p20

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 320, chapter 320

2026 Rolf's Kingdom

Our heroine crossed the room looking in Finn's closet, moving hangers left and right before turning and marching out. Her nose in the air she took two deep sniffs, nodding to herself as she continued on down the hallway, Reuben tight behind her. The dark haired male lycanthrope raised his eyebrows in question when he found them standing at Harker's door, our heroine rummaging through his drawers.

"Only took over a decade, but I finally got into Harker's pants." the female banshee said smiling wide. "No, not finding the funny? Tough room." she sighed expressing mock disappointment. "What's the matter there Roo? You look like you've got the weight of a thousand worlds on your shoulders." she continued to mess up the neatly folded clothes until she found a shirt that would fit. Removing the trenchcoat, she slithered into it.

"It sort of is." Reuben remarked shrugging. "Looking after the boys, running this kingdom and the Darkest Forest. It's difficult to say the lest. Not too mention, having to take care of Rolf. I would like my friend back now, thank you." he ran his hand over his beard before gesturing towards her. "Take your soul back."

"Yeah, that's not going to happen." she replied screwing up her nose as she tried to move past him. Reuben grabbed a hold of her elbow causing her to look down at his perfectly formed hand as he dug into her pale flesh. "Interesting." she hissed the word more to herself than to him.

"What do you mean not going to happen?"

"I need to get back to my life. Where a big evil danger is threatening everyone. I got rid of my soul so that I could fight it. To be able to do what needed to be done without anything holding me back. I got interrupted when Bacchus decided to rip me from my neighbourhood and relocate me into his band of not so marry men." she felt the pressure begin to loosen on her arm, but Reuben still held on. "Besides, if you really wanted my soul out of Rolf, then just call Loki to fix it."

"Loki abandoned us, two years ago." he scoffed letting go of her, practically tossing her aside. Turning on his heels, the dark haired wolf made a sound of disgust.

"Abandoned? Two years ago?" she echoed the words her former pack member had just spoken as if they were a new language to her.

"Yeah, right when you dumped your soul into Rolf." Reuben said over his shoulder at her, his right hand now at his forehead as he continued to move around the small bedroom.

"Right." our heroine let out a sigh as she closed her eyes, tilting her head back just an inch. "Time moves differently here." licking her lips she raised her own arm letting it drop to her thigh. "When I did that, Bacchus showed up really angry and told Edric and myself that Loki had gone to Odin and was trying to get it sorted out." the female banshee moved again into the interior of the room closer to her friend. "That was barely a few months ago in my timeline." reaching her hand out, she touched Reuben's shoulder. "That doesn't sound like Loki. I mean, yeah he's a god, and he's done some crappy things over the years, but abandoning us was never one of it. He always, always came when we summons him; even when he demanded a heavy price tag, he always showed up."

"Well, he hasn't." Reuben shook his head as he moved from her once again, the idea of her touching him inflamed his anger towards the situation. "There has been nothing from him. Not even any of those psychotic dreams he used to like to drop into our minds. Those crazy hidden message visions he loved so much."

"Great, now we're really shacked." Nosferatu sighed as she turned again towards the door.  "Well, one crisis at a time." her hand was on the doorknob. "I need to get Shayne out of the kingdom as quick as possible. And..." she hooked her thumb over her shoulder towards the still closed door. "The other one I guess...I'll have to take back with me." she closed her eyes again dropping her shoulders in defeat.

"Does that one have a name?"  Reuben swore he felt the question hanging in the air between them, not wanting to be answered. Turning to face her once again, the dark haired wolf crossed his arms over his muscular chest waiting. "What, you picked up a hitchhiker without getting their details?"  Our heroine shook her head, eyes wide as she crossed the length of the room again to lean in over Reuben's shoulder. She barely breathed the sentence; practically mouthing the words so that none of the other supernatural creatures in the castle would discover. "You did what?" he growled as he pulled away from her, his arms in the air.

"Shut up!" she hissed again. "I can't have Rolf knowing!"

"Then why did you bring her here?" he ran both hands over his face, fingers leaving little trails of blood that evaporated as soon as they appeared. "He's going to go ballistic!"

"He never needs to know alright!" she held up her hand palm forward. "You said yourself, he's not himself that he doesn't connect to anyone or anything anymore. We can be gone before he ever realizes anyone was even in the building."

"Good luck on that one."

The bedroom door suddenly opened and our heroine found herself falling forward her shoulder crashing into the solidness of Reuben's.  The massive creature whimpered as it sniffed her neck in rapid speed it's tongue darting out across her chin. Tombstone wagged his tail beyond happy to see his owner. The hellhound had grown to be as large as the werewolves themselves.

"Hey...nice to see you too. Down, off, off, Reuben do something." she pleaded.  The male snapped his fingers as the beast sat down, his front paws marching in place as he waited eagerly for some praise.

"Any other shockers up your sleeve?"

"She was Bacchus's girl." our heroine stated matter of factly.

"No! I did not just hear that!" Reuben moved around her, whistling for Tombstone to follow. The beast looked from one to the other giving a low grunt before obeying the werewolf.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story. Remember, these two didn't always have such a strained relationship)

Sunday, October 1, 2017

October Food n Flix Announcement

Spudguns! it's that time again, when I say guess what, I'm hosting Food in Flix this month. And, in the spirit of October season, I've selected the 2016 remake of Ghostbusters.

The rules are simple, watch the 2016 remake of Ghostbusters during the month of October 2017, and then head to your kitchen and cook or bake something it's inspired; then blog about it.
Your post must be current (October 2017), and must have a link to both this post and the FoodnFlix site.
Then, send an email to myself at "", as well as cc-ing  Heather at "".   With the email header of "FoodnFlix Submission".  It must include your name, your blog's name, the link to the post, and a photo of your recipe. Or, you must give me permission to snag a photo from the blog post.
The deadline this month is  Monday October 30th 2017.  I'll be posting the round up for that on the 2nd November 2017.
You may also post your recipe on Instagram. IF you do so, it MUST include a short intro, the name of the recipe, #Foodnflix, and @ardethblood,

Ghostbusters is about four female paranormal investigators who find themselves in the middle of a city wide revenge plot; by one rogue inventor who has found a way to unleash the spirits of the dead on New York.  They've got one chance to stop the world from being sucked into oblivion.

Have fun, be inspired and watch out for the slime. 

Monday, September 18, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p19

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 319, chapter 319

Rolf's Kingdom

Our heroine pushed herself up from the floor where she had skidded across the length of the kitchen, crumpled against the wall. "Damn Roo, how do you make that shoulder roll look so easy?" exiting the kitchen, she turned left down the large hallway. "Everyone, meet everyone else." her voice trailed behind her as she headed towards the library. Reuben hot on her heels.

"Finally. Rolf's been..." Reuben was talking at werewolf speed, his words blending together over her shoulder.

"Where's the mirror?" she didn't stop moving until she was standing in front of the magick mirror. Removing the blanket she knocked twice. "Wrong mirror." letting out a deep sigh she turned quickly slamming into the dark haired werewolf. "Where's the other mirror? The one that connects to my world?"

"Finn's bedroom." the dark haired wolf said pulling his hair back into the perfect ponytail. Our heroine shook her head a millimeter as she let a small breath escape.

"You never change do you?"

"No need to." he breathed the sentence as he watched her turn again leaving the room. Sniffing the edges of the walls, our heroine picked up the trail leading to the familiar's bedroom. Finding the mirror she was looking for, she knocked twice. A hazy picture started to focus, like watching through a dirty window in the rain. She saw the female figure begin to come into view, as Matilda stood in front of her side of the magick mirror a half eaten banana in hand.

"I need to talk to Edric." the banshee's voice was edged in quickness.

"Okay. I can do that. I think? I can whip up a spell that will allow any surface to tap into this mirror. Might take a few hours. But I think if I ..."

"Matilda! Phone him! Just grab the telephone and dial Seward's number. Put it on speaker."

"Oh right yes!" the older hippy said, her tie-dyed skirts flying around her as she spun in a half circle looking for the little cell phone. "How did you end up back home?"

"Portal. I couldn't get it to open back to our reality. Bacchus has some sort of blockage in place."she sniffed halfway turning again to face Reuben who was standing behind her once again. "Fill me in here, what's the date?"

"September 4th 2026." Reuben said raising his palm in question, his arms crossed over his muscular chest. "Why?"

"Have you had the full moon yet this month?"

"Two days from now." he turned then to look at the bedroom door. "Oh!" he rubbed his nose confused as to why he hadn't picked up on the scent of the two females.

"Shayne needs safe passage out of the kingdom. I'd take her with me back to my reality, but even with every glamour spell on the planet, she wouldn't be able to hide for long. " our heroine said gesturing to her hair. "She's the lest of our worries."

"The other one?" Reuben shrugged towards the hallway. "You going to tell me why you brought passengers?"    Our heroine was about to answer him when she heard Matilda say she needed to put Seward on speaker.

"Seward. Can you hear me?" our heroine's voice was tight as she yelled leaning over towards the mirror. Reuben squinted up his nose as he stuck his finger in his left ear.

"How can he not? I have a ringing now." the dark haired wolf grumbled under his breath.

"Nosferatu! Oh my god!"  the human's voice sounded as clear as if he was in the room with her, and not transmitting through time and space. "Oh my god. Okay, so where are you?"

"Long story. Is Edric with you?"  she knew the second she'd asked that she hadn't needed to, as she could hear the sound of the human running through the house nearly tripping over the stairs in his rush to bring the phone to the hybrid. The view of Matilda on the other side of the magick mirror didn't help matters, with her nervously jumping in place with every sound. It was like watching someone playing a video game for the first time, holding the controls while acting out some of the movements.

"Okay, he's right here, I'm just...oh watch the puddle...god I hope that wasn't...Arrgghh!" she heard Seward land hard on the ground. "Hang on. You still there? I tripped, dropped the phone." she heard the human's breathing returning to a hot pant as he scrapped the cell phone across the edge of the pavement. "Hello? Hello? Nosferatu?"

"Yeah still waiting." she sniffed catching the aroma of a crowd having gathered at the doorway. She didn't need to turn to look to know that not only had Finn joined them, but the two kids and Maxwell.

"Dropped the phone. Arthur's been leaving bones everywhere. Among other things. I need to hose him down again. We can't seem to get him to shower."  the human was cut short as Edric snatched the little contraption out of his hand.

"Where are you?" the male hybrid demanded.

"Not where I should be. I'm with Rolf and Reuben." she replied her voice becoming less hurried. The impatience leaving her body, her shoulders relaxing at the sound of Edric's voice. "Everyone okay on that end?"

"We're all alive if that's what you mean. Mentally, not so much. Are you? Okay I mean?" the sandy-blonde male's voice took a dip as he held the tiny phone in his hand. His blue eyes darted back and forth in a silent panic as he wished for the long heartbeat of dead air; that they were still connected by the sire bond. If they had been, he'd have been able to locate her.

"Yeah. Physically. It's going to be a while before I can open another portal." she bit her bottom lip at the same time Edric did the same on his end.

"How long is a while?" the hybrid asked feeling the back of his throat go dry.

"Not too sure. I'm hoping before the full moon." our heroine tilted her head to the side as she listened to the sounds coming from the little phone on the other side of the magick mirror. She could swear she'd heard the disappointment and grief in her mate's body language. The way Edric shuffled his left foot just a half centimeter, and the very twitch of his perfectly pointed ears.

"But you're safe. I mean, we handled it." Edric swallowed unwilling to allow the sudden doubts creep over him.

"I'm safe darling. It's the others who escaped with me I'm worried about." she sighed, scratching at her forehead. "It's not safe for either of them. Not just because of that but because I don't know what Bacchus will do?"

"Oh my god! No pun in tended." Seward said leaning over the little phone again. "I had the craziest dream about you and Edric. I was a security guard and there was a mall..."

"Seward hon."  our heroine felt more than heard Reuben wince at hearing her call someone other than himself hon. "There's no time right now." her own hazel eyes shifting around the room quickly, taking stock of the situation. "Edric, I..." she paused for a half a heartbeat, allowing herself to blush hotly before continuing. Lowering her voice a few notches, she closed her eyes tilting her head to the side. "lIj wIj ruStay "

Edric shook his head in confusion as Seward's eyes lit up before Edric covered the human's mouth, bringing his finger up to his own lips in a quiet gesture. Removing his hand, Edric mouthed the words "Star Trek?" Seward nodded as the hybrid shrugged. Seward touched Edric's chest before drawing a heart in the air. Quickly, he whispered something for Edric to repeat. Edric screwed up his nose at his friend unable to figure out what he was saying.

"nuqDaq 'oH puchpa'' e' " Edric said as smoothly as he could one hand gesturing in circles. The whole time Seward giving him looks and giggling like a two year old.

"Ferengi che' Suq Soch, wejmaH, wa'vatlhHutlogh."

Out of Time

They heard Matilda say the magick mirror went black, and the call was over. Seward turned the cell phone off. The fit of laughter that broke from him was hyper-extended with a sharp snort as the human nearly fell over.

"She comments about you being her mate and you ask where the bathroom was?"  he typed in something on his cell phone then showed it to Edric. "Rough translation of what she said."

"Not all of us is fluent in pop culture. Obviously, she felt she couldn't trust someone if she felt the need to resort to Klingon." Edric said running his hand through his limp mohawk.

"Well, it was obviously meant just for us." Seward commented as Edric glared at him. "What? I'm just saying! But why would she mention the Ferengi Rules of Acquisition? That's like double coding the code?" he scratched his ear as he started to look something up online. "There was the number seven, I think, and thirty-something, and a hundred we go." he nodded more to himself than to the hybrid as he scratched his nose. "Why would she tell us to make detergent?"

"She wouldn't. You got the number wrong. Give me that!" he tore the cell phone out of his hand scrolling through the website. "This seems more likely, number 190 which, makes sense if you're right about the other numbers. They all have similar meanings, about not trusting anyone."

"Think that means Matilda too?" Seward asked.

"Might? But, Matilda could just as easily figure it out too. I'm betting she picked star trek because of who's on her end of the mirror.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story.  I was referring to the Ferengi Rules of Acquisition 183 and 190.)

Sunday, September 3, 2017

The Nosferatu Adventures s12 p18

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 318, chapter 318

Out of Time

"I don't understand." Shayne said as she stood in line, her tray in front of her waiting for our heroine to add the spoonful of mashed potatoes. "Every other female in this place are slaughtering each other to get into Bacchus's bed. Yet you, choose to wash dishes." she shrugged. "Why?"

"He's not that charming." our heroine replied smirking.

"EVERY female." the other creature replied moving to the side of the line so she could continue to talk. "Even the ones who don't like males are fighting for their chance to lay with him."

"Ew. Like seriously, why?" our heroine asked glancing around the room. She'd forgotten that Bacchus only appeared to her in the form of the sandy blonde Australian surfer. To each creature he would appear as they figured he should look. Some of them, indeed would be lusting after him as he took the image of their ideal man; some just wanted to be his favourite for the power it would allow them. "Yeah well, sleazy come...what?" she asked it was her turn to shrug.

"You're the one he's got plans for. Accept all that it entails. You've got a target on your back." Shayne nodded as she moved then to the nearest table.

Our heroine screwed up her nose as she mocked her, continuing to serve the meal.  An hour later, she leaned on the edge of the small cafeteria window that separated the actual kitchen from the dinning hall. Watching the rows and rows of females as they talked and fought among themselves. Like anywhere else, the female creatures had broken down into smaller communities. The former mermaids huddled together next to the witches, but away from the vampires and former shapeshifters. The amazons seemed to prefer the former shapeshifters, but were less inclined to share space with the trolls. The dragon like furies seemed to distrust the sprites and sidhes.  All of them sending chills through our heroine as they plotted to over throw her.  She had turned her back to the window, her attention on mopping the floor of the kitchen when it happened.

Her brain seemed to freeze up, her nose twitching as if on fire, her ears tuning in past the din to one single heartbeat. Her eyes became the pure white of the banshee, her gums aching as she licked her lips. There was no denying the familiar scent that suddenly caught on the air. Looking up, she caught the image out of the corner of her eye. Blood splattered on the attacker's hair as she continued to punch the raven haired female over and over, her companions holding her in place. Growling, Nosferatu snapped the wooden mop handle in half, jumping over the edge of the window just as Shayne's strong grip landed on her shoulder.

"What's wrong?" the other female asked not bothering to look around the room."Are you trying to get yourself killed already?"   Our heroine snorted back a half growl, running the back of her wrist over her mouth. She shook her head no.  "Well that's what will happen if you interfere." Shayne said nodding now towards the fight between a few of the amazons and the other creature. "She's just come from Bacchus's quarters. That one's been a favourite of his for as long as I can remember."  Our heroine had stopped listening to her friend, her instincts on overload. In fact, she heard nothing else that was said to her, heard nothing else that was happening around her. Saw nothing but the mass of creatures as they cowered on their knees, or fled the room entirely.  Their ears covered, some with blood running down the sides of their hands where the blood was trickling between their fingers, others with full streams of the red liquid trailing across their lips and chins.

Our heroine had let out a howl enough to silence everyone of them. The banshee's voice reverberated off the walls in a painful echo.  A moment later she found herself breathing heavily as she turned towards Shayne checking her friend for any real damage.

"You're good." she mumbled, not realizing that the other creature could hear nothing but a ringing in her ears as she glared at the banshee in pure anger. Watching as Nosferatu pointed towards the main hall, shoving her out of the way. Shayne watched then as our heroine moved across the room at lightening speed.

"What the shack was that?" She asked a few minutes later in the hallway following our heroine back to the small room where she slept still in the cage. Shayne didn't understand why our heroine chose to act like a prisoner when she had the right to act like a queen?

"That!" the banshee snarled her double row of top fangs wet with blood saliva. "That was me laying down the law."

"Why? I don't understand what you were trying to accomplish?"

"I just...I need...a moment!" she hissed slamming her fist into the wall causing the bricks to bend. "That can't happen again! In fact I won't let it! It ends tonight because I'm out of here. I'm going and you're welcome to come with me. Or not. Up to you. But I'm going to figure out how to get out of here and I'm taking her with me!"

"Her who? Bacchus's favourite concubine?" Shayne asked referring to the raven haired girl. "What is she to you?"

"Technically. Me. Well, the female werewolf I replaced. That was Anezka." she said swallowing some of her anger. "Rolf's sister. The one he traded his soul to save. She's suppose to be living as a human."


Rolf's Kingdom 

The six year old stood in the middle of the room, his little hand gripping the edge of one of the old poppets tightly. The fur dollie was a sad excuse for a toy, but little William adored it. His ears had been ringing for almost half an hour, his nose itching with the electricity in the air.  You heard it too? the voice in his head said. Nodding, he didn't bother to turn seeing his older brother standing a few feet away from him in the doorway of the kitchen. Damen bit his lip trying not to appear frightened as he reached for his half brother pulling him back into the hallway.  A brief half second later and Finn, Reuben and Harker were standing between them and the portal that had begun to open in the middle of the castle's kitchen.

Harker was thrown backwards hard into the wall, his vision blurred as he'd watched Reuben move at werewolf speed protecting the boys; just before three figures seemed to tumble out of midair.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your up story.  I've got "we are family" stuck in my head now)