Predefined things that have to appear:Broken metal flute, Magarite, centaur, lily statue

Deko-Terror

Night had long since fallen over Transylvania and behind the castle walls, since dusk, a person had long been busy.
"Herbert, what are you doing there?" Asked Count Krolock, who was just strutting down the stairs to the entrance hall. With a questioning expression on his face, His Excellency stopped in front of his son and waited for an appropriate explanation.
"Can't you see that, father?" Was Herbert's counter-question, who was just placing a lily statue on one of the empty plinths. "I'm trying to bring a little freshness into our home."
"Yes, but what do you no longer like about our old decorations?"
"She was so ..." the Count's son stopped briefly and looked at a bouquet of flowers made up of Magarites, which he put into one of the many vases that were all over the hall after a closer inspection, "... dark," he finished the sentence."Be honest dad, in all the time we have lived here nothing has changed, neither in our life nor in the decoration."
The count sighed barely audibly. He really had to admit that the facility looked pretty dreary over the centuries, but why did his son suddenly have such a facility attack?
"And how did you come up with the idea of ​​simply turning the entire contents of the lock inside out, and that without my permission."
Herbert, who was holding a strangely shaped sculpture in his hands, glanced at his father and looked away again just as quickly.
"Actually, I wanted to surprise you all with the new facility, but the ZIS delivered the things so late and I'm still waiting for a ...," just as he was about to finish, there was a knock on the castle gate. “Ah, when you talk about the angel.” And before the count could say anything else, Herbert went to the gate. Curiously, the lord of the castle placed himself so that he just barely saw the figure of a man through the open gate slot, but instead of legs he had a horse's body.Beaming with joy, Herbert came back with a large package, which he immediately opened.
"Who was that, if I may ask?" Wanted to know from Krolock.
"As I already mentioned, my order from ZIS has now arrived," the vampire explained more casually while he was unpacking.
"And what is ZIS?"
"The" Centaur Interior Design Shop "."
“Well, why this sudden decoration terror?” The count tried to look his son straight in the eye, but he avoided any eye contact. "Herbert!" He said now with a slightly imperious voice as his simply ignored him. The relatively young vampire stopped abruptly and looked at him. "Well ?!" said the older vampire, raising his eyebrows.
"Well," said Herbert, "I had recently talked to Alfred and when he had talked about his home, which is really better furnished or true than ours, I thought it was time to add something new to this old one To create walls. "Silence now filled the hall.
"Ah yes," said von Krolock. He could have guessed that Herbert did this to please his flame Alfred.
"Shall I put the old stuff down again?" Asked the man dressed in the white shirt as he looked into the expressionless face of his lovely father.
"While you're at it, it won't do any harm if you continue," was his Excellency's opinion. With a happy face Herbert started to deposit the rest of the things. Von Krolock strode down the hall. Shortly before the door that led to the fireplace room he stopped in front of one of the many statues that were made of metal and were supposed to represent a broken flute. With a cursory glance at his son, who continued enthusiastically, and a brief shake of his head, the Count went through the door and secretly wondered what was going to come next.