There are several perils of having vampires for neighbors, and not just from the threat of becoming a midnight snack. Poor Steve can't catch a break.
But 'tis the season, so we should at least try to love (or at least tolerate) our neighbors, regardless of their eating habits.
And before anyone asks, I'm honestly not sure if Steve's mom A) is just being polite, B) is unaware of what's in those cookies, or C) actually likes blood biscuits.
Though if it's the last one, I deeply pity her non-vampire relatives.
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