Did I mention yet that I’m back on tumblr?
I am.
A long-distance friend I only met in person once, had suggested it to me, long, long ago. Not Arizona-long-distance-bestie. Someone else. Anyway, since it seems like that’s where a lot of the spicy memes about The Lost Boys are coming from, I figured there might be some interest in Rock is Undead there.
Just shared a scene, paraphrasing and recontextualizing the famous “They’re only noodles, Michael” line from David’s dialogue.
I had a couple direct references to the movie sprinkled in Wishful Sinful. This is one of them. I also at one point have Lenore noting there are “…vampires everywhere,” to quote the name of one of the comics the Frog brothers give Sam.
Here it is, in case any of y’all might likewise find it interesting:
[Context: I use a Latin term for vampire blood, “in sanguinem nōstrum ingenitus,” or “sanguinem” for short… Jared drank a cocktail spiked with vamp blood, that was intended for Dorian. Humans ingesting sanguinem experience a combination of general euphoria, intermixed with moments of psychedelic hallucinations. Vampires bond with the vamp the blood came from, and witness parts of their life.]
Much to Lenore’s wonderment, they found a twenty-four-hour Chinese restaurant that was willing to deliver to their room, for an extra fee. Eventually, the food arrived, and the aromas of fried dough and five-spice filled the air.
Dorian spread the containers out on the round table in the corner, by the window. Jared, Haven, and Lenore sat down and dove into the cardboard takeout containers with gusto; Haven wielded chopsticks with expert efficiency, while Jared and Lenore stuck with the provided plastic cutlery. Jared moaned with the pleasure known only to those who’ve eaten really good food while unbelievably high.
Dorian laughed. “They’re only noodles, Jared.”
“But they’re so good!” Jared replied around a mouthful of mei fun.
“Hm,” Lenore mused, “maybe I need some sanguinem in my life. You seem to be having one hell of a good night.”
“You need only ask,” Erik offered with a wink. “Any time you wanna put that mouth on me, I’m willing to offer it up.”
“Duly noted,” she snarked, returning to her stir fry.

(God, I can SMELL that Chinese food, even though it’s just a photo LOL… I really really love Chinese takeout… in other news, my birthday officially begins in a little over 30 minutes! WOO!)

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