Visions and Portent

"May we go play with Daddy?" Dru asked, her body thrumming with excitement at the prospect. That naughty moon had got her all riled up and now the fishes were sorely impatient with her. They wanted to swim in the sea of blood that would soon pour over the land. "He's getting dressed, from top to tails, all in gray... Just to see us," she said sagely.

Darla frowned, trying to puzzle out what the daft girl meant. It was trying at times, dealing with her, but definitely worth it in the end. Deciding that it couldn't hurt to check in on her dear boy, Darla said "That's not exactly what I had in mind but... Sure. Lets go see how our boy is doing."

Smiling hugely, Drusilla kissed Darla on the lips and then whirled about to gather her things. If she were finally getting her sweet Angelus back she wanted it to be extra special...