George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
One day, standing on the main deck, a bat flew up to George.
In a puff of smoke, a vampire appeared.
“Hi there,” said Count Dracula. “Mind if I borrow blood?”
George said no. “I kinda need it. Sorry.”
The vampire nodded.
“But we have probably will run across a ship and have a battle,” said George. “Lots of blood in those things, flying around.”
Dracula smiled. “That’s good news. Mind if I wait around?”
“No problem at all,” said George.
Dracula sat down in a chair and waited.