‘I worry,’ muttered the vampire sweet jar at the side of Aurora desk, ‘about her current state of mind.’
He flicked his red rimmed eyes to the left and right, spotting both the grey plushie cat and black sparkly beanie bat. Both were hidden under and in-between packets of sweets and chocolate.
‘Why?’ the bat squeaked, though he seemed to have no mouth to do so with.
‘Because,’ the vampire began then trailed off with a sigh.
The plushie cat was mumbling something underneath him and he had to slide over, so she could free herself. Moving back again, the sweets stored inside of his black plastic body rattled loudly. He watched the cat scrambling up a packet of gold dusted chocolate Easter eggs. She went to rest on a colouring book that was sticking out from the stack and started trying to nuzzle into her felt fur.
The vampire cleared his throat and began again, ‘because she has clearly lost it.’
‘Lost what?’ the bat questioned.
He flapped his too large wings uselessly about which resulted in him tumbling off a small cardboard box and hitting a large jar of felt tip pens.
The vampire rolled his eyes and watched the bat struggling to right himself before plopping next to the keyboard and Aurora’s fast moving fingers.
‘Her mind,’ the vampire repeated.
The bat looked at him, then the cat and finally Aurora.
‘I don’t understand,’ the bat called up to them, ‘she’s doing what she normally does at this time of day and look! There’s a new creation just waiting to be sewn next to her.’
The cat peered down, trying to look snotty, but her wobbly black line mouth made it look more like she was trying to hide a smile. The vampire joined her by looming over and was surprised to see a square of blue felt with a strange paper shape on top of it just above the keyboard.
‘What is that?’ he asked.
‘I don’t know…I think it has a curly tail and nose though,’ the bat answered back.
‘Can you all please be quiet?’ Aurora broke in.
Her bright green eyes landed on the group and her pale lips formed a strained frown line.
The vampire shrunk into the gold dappled flock curtain behind him, knocking over a box of fudge as he did so. The cat hissed and swung up to join him, landing on the chocolate eggs again. Whilst the bat turned his eyes upwards to the mountain of snacks and wondered how he was going to get back up there again.
Aurora groaned softly and picked up the bat. She placed him back on the stack next to a packet of mixed mints and the printer’s tray. She folded his wings in, but they flapped out again.
‘I’m not losing my mind,’ Aurora added, ‘it’s just the depression again.’
‘Is that why you’ve had the urges to sew?’ the bat asked, wishing she’d pick him up again. He had long forgotten what it felt like to be in her warm hands, having his fluffy fur rubbed.
‘A little. But I need to write this story first and submit it. Though I don’t know why I’m bothering,’ Aurora added with a shake of her head.
She turned back and began typing once more, her eyes darting from screen to keyboard. The words before her started to blur and tears filled her eyes before she could stop them.
‘Here,’ the vampire called, ‘have a lollypop.’
Aurora turned to him and picked up the plastic jar. She tipped him over, twisted off the lid at his base and pulled out a Halloween themed lollypop. Securing the lid, she placed him back, disturbing a packet of oat biscuits. Moving them to the side, she sat for a few moments whilst she opened the lolly and took a few licks.
‘So what is it?’ the bat squealed.
‘A seahorse,’ Aurora replied, ‘I’m going to make it into a key ring for my new bag.’
‘But you all ready made a purple octopus,’ the bat pointed out.
‘I know, but I wanted a seahorse too and then there’s this…’
Aurora went to the other side of her desk and grabbed a plastic wallet. She shuffled through the papers then showed them a pattern for a felt mermaid doll.
‘She looks nice and summer like.’
‘I don’t like her…’ the vampire muttered, ‘can’t you make her more gothic?’
‘Maybe,’ Aurora said and put the papers down.
She popped the lolly into her mouth once more and looked at the computer screen for a few moments. The words typed up there didn’t seem to make sense any more.
‘Do you think it’s true?’ Aurora whispered as she looked over at the cat, ‘have a lost my mind?’
The vampire shot her a sad, fang flashing smile, ‘Yes. You’ve started giving us voices in your head again. We really are not really you know…Maybe you need to get some help? Perhaps before you start believing you headphones are trying to kill you again?’
Aurora sighed and got up from her computer desk. The room was silent but for a ticking clock. She picked up the bat, rubbing his fluffy fur against her cheek. Deep down she knew the vampire was right, just like he always was.