Two for tragedy. Volume 1 - стр. 33

– …Cedric a new car. His old wreck is driving me out of my mind.

It's trivial: my mother has once again started another unnecessary conversation about the fact that I should replace the car. Until today I managed to protect my faithful humble friend, but today, in my thoughts, I was far away from this hall, so this time I did not really resist my mother's insistence to make me a "worthy vampire".

– We've talked about this so many times. Has your ardour still not cooled? – I smiled weakly at my mother.

– You know me, darling: I will insist until you replace your old wreck with a more dignified vehicle! You're Morgan! – exclaimed my mother, clearly not going to give in to this argument.

– Well, for the hundredth time, I'm happy with my car, and I'm not going to part with it.

– But let's face it: it's been looking like an old painted can for a long time. And I'm ashamed that my son drives such an old and unusable car!

– You're the only one who can't accept this sad fact, because everyone but you is not annoyed by my Toyota," I said ironically to this.

– We're just silently tolerating it," Markus's mocking voice came through.

I glanced at my father, silently begging him to cool my mother's temper and make her leave me alone, but he just shrugged and grinned dolefully.

– Well, it looks like all the Morgans are united against my choice," I grinned. – What about you, Mariszka?

– I can't go against my fiancé's judgement! – she replied cheerfully.

– I see, my opinion is not interested in anyone, – I smiled sarcastically.

– Of course you do, but in this case, the majority opinion should be your judgement. – Markus was in his repertoire: we loved to banter with each other, and today he was the star of a slapstick comedy show.

– I've been to the car showroom today and I've found a great one for you," my mother said to me.

– Like a peacock? – I asked mockingly, knowing my parent's taste.

– By the way, your father thinks so, too. Don't you, Gregory?

– It's a great car," I said, but I knew he supported his beloved and was biased in his judgement.

We could have argued for a long time, but this time I had neither the energy nor the will to waste time on idle chatter.

– Well, I'll accept it," I began.

– Hail Mary," Markus said.

– What are you doing here? I think you're talking? – I asked mockingly, mocking him.

– For your information, I have the unique gift of speaking and listening at the same time, which doesn't stop me from observing your argument. Mum's just a magician – she got the stubborn one to come round and win 1-0! – replied my brother cheerfully.

– Do you really agree? – Mother jumped up and down.

– Agree? I was forced to agree! – I said, laughing. – Besides, I myself am glad that now you will get rid of me.

– I'm going to the salon tonight! – My mother jumped up from her seat.

– Luckily, it's already closed," I chuckled.

– Not for me, it isn't! I want you to go to university tomorrow like a normal vampire, in a nice car, not this junk! – replied Mum as she left the hall.

– What's going to happen to my faithful swallow? – I muttered regretfully.

– May she rest in peace," Markus said in a sad, mournful voice. He and Mariszka giggled.

– Shut up, Markus," I said sharply.

– Whatever you say, mister! Not a word of discretion from now on! – he said.