I woke up to the sounds of food being cooked. I didn't care at first because I was to tired. But a second later I sat up abruptly to see a person in a cloak stranding over a fire cooking eggs.
"Who are you?" I yelled.
"You don't remeber? I am 'The Chupa Cabra'!" He said trying to imitate the gangsters from last night.
"What are you doing here?" I demanded. "And why are you cooking eggs?"
"I told you I was going to keep a close eye on you till you got out of here. And technicly, you still are in my vacinitee. And I am cooking eggs because I thought you would be hungry."
"Oh, thanks. Hey, not to prode, but, are you a mutant?"
He bursted out in laughter, "Yes, yes I am."
"Geez, sorry, I didn't mean to sound dumb or anything."
"No, it's alright. I thought it was pretty obvious though. Any ways, go ahead and ask any quetions."
"Well, are you mexican?"
"You would think so, being the Chupa Cabra and all. But actually, I'm Vietmanese."
"Oh, that's cool.*Hmmm* I am sooo tired."
"Well, it's only six o'clock in the morning. That would make me tired too. Only sleeping for two hours and all. But I'm a night creature, I only sleep during the day."
"Where do you sleep, a cave?"
"No, in my apartment on Foothill."
"Oh."
"Well, here's your eggs, I gota go. Have fun on your journy to find yourself!" He said leaving the eggs on the charcoal and walking away.
"Good bye, Chupa Cabra!" I yelled.
He turned around, "Call me Andrew, that's my name." He said revileing his face. He actually looked normal, besides the fact his eyes were red and he fad huge canine teeth.
"Bye, Andrew!" I said.