Midnight Fang and Westboro Baptist Church · 5:58am Apr 23rd, 2019
It was on a Sunday and Westboro Baptist Church was having its regular services. Today, it began with the pastor complaining that a NYPD was citing John 3:16 in his ear.
What wasn’t normal, though, was that in town, a vampony pegasus was roaming the streets.
He had demonic, crimson eyes, vampiric wings, midnight glasses, a black and dark midnight mane and tail, fangs that were sharper than the Jaws of Life, and a dark-brown coat, covered faintly with dried blood.
He had heard of this thing called «church», but didn’t seem to care too much for it, after everything was said and done.
He probably wouldn’t have even set hoof in one before today, but he had to see what somepony was going on about in those walls, so he decided to turn and walk in.
Being a little over four-and-a-half feet tall, getting to the door handle wasn’t hard, but considering he would bring up questions… something had to be done.
“Fuck it,” he said, “I’m going in either way.”
Wouldn’t a vampire (or vampony) burn entering a church?
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It's just an idea.
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for a story?
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Yeah.
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Has potential
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I still don't know if I'll hit 1000 words, though.
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You can embellish and add a bit more to lengthen it.