Undead and Still Charmless as Ever

by Jade Crossroads

Rating: teen
Tags: Dark, Romance, Comedy
Length: 298

Meet Prince Blue Blood, Canterlot's new vampire resident. A vampire's supposed to have charm and grace right? Too bad no one's ever told him that! First he needs to find out what he has become, thsts a longer wait than expected.

Prince Blue Blood, Celestia's supposedly many times removed nephew, you know, the one who's ironically enough not a gentlestallion in the least? Well, the charming Prince-ling has by chance become a member of the undead. All he remembers upon awakening is being discourteous to some coweled, knobby, elderly old geezer of a stallion. All he knows about what happened next was a pain at his throat. For his sake it was long before sunrise, however, he feels a new unquenchable thirst overcome him. Fortunately for him his 'princely and handsome' reputation and social standing is enough to lure mares that he could drain. Yes, he thought, even the undead life is good.

Until, by some even worse, twisted fate, he encounters a familiar milky white face.

"Such a Rarity are we?", That wouldn't explain how relatively easy it is to find you madmoiselle." he says as he reaches out to kiss her hoof.

"Hmmph!" The said mare turns her head, and stalks away from the stranger, only to think better of this and walks back with as much grace and determination as she can muster with her anger. SHe lok sback up at the now smiling prince, and back hoofs him, setting the stallion to stepping aback from this unexpected turn of events.

How could she resist his charms?

So what do you think? Should this prince gain a second chance with the spurned miss Rarity? OR will the hilarity of his fails end the same way, with a stubbed hoof and a few black eyes? And most importantly, why doesn't he stop this impossible pursuit for this not-so-lady like commoner?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-01-15 19:36:10 UTC

Introductions can be a bore... but someone has to write them!

Introductions:

A long desperate groan/ moan could be heard emitting from the cold hard ground. If one dares approach the sound they'd come to a ditch, and overlooking it, only a foot down or so, laid the body of one of the most renowned ponies in Equestria. A white unicorn with a raggedy golden mane. It's difficult to say those two words together, but it was true, though, this stallion's mane only hours before shine bright and his elegant collar near and ironed, now was torn and dirtied. He was caked in mud, which competed with the amounts of powder and concoctions that the mates of court he surrounded himself with covered their own blemishes with. Only a fraction of his ebony coat could be seen, for amongst the dirt and crime from the Dutch he had found himself in, blood had pooled about his neck, and now encrusted into his fur, it mingled with the dirt and soil.

What became of this once promising young prince-ling? How did he come to be here, lifeless and cold? Don't worry, he's not dead, at least, not yet, not really. To the former inquisition, the answer is simple, he has joined the ranks of the undead, as for the latter... it is a short story, rude, snobbish prince insults the wrong elderly pony. It's not the first time this has happened, nor it seems, will it be the last. How ever he got there, there was one clear thing, he would have a long way to go to adjust to this new way of life.

I hope you don't pity him though, we all know he deserved it, he had it coming to him for a long time.