Challenge: Society for the Tolerance of Vampires
Word Count: 100
Two years later:
“He looks like a vampire, he does,” muttered Theophrastus as his grandson toddled over to the bookshelf. “Doesn't like the sun, he's got - ”
“Drop it, dear,” his wife muttered back. “Eileen still hasn't forgotten you trying to get her a job with that nasty Tolerance place. What about young lad who nearly got sucked to death?”
“They improved the protections for employees - “
Little Severus pulled out a book with a yell and tried to rip out a recipe.
“Do be still,” said Aradia, and hurried to her grandson's side.