"Congrats kiddo, I can't put into words how happy I am."

Grandpa's words felt like a bomb shell on the dining table.

I swear to god you should have looked at my cousin's face when he heard that. Even his then girlfriend now wife had her mouth open wide. I could even see her fangs.

His parents weren't any less surprised either. I know my uncle was ready to fight his old man if he tried to pull anything funny.

But me? I knew. Hell I trained under that man.

I couldn't help but laugh.

Grandpa raised a toast and then proceeded to slice into his steak.

"So you aren't against this-??"

My cousin asked, his words felt flat in the end. Maybe due to sheer disbelief or perhaps excitement.

"No. why would I?"

"Weren't you a monster hunter back in your day?"

Grandpa's knife stopped half way into his medium rare.

He raised an eyebrow at my cousin before completing this cut and placing the meat into his mouth.

"I still am, kid."

"Then why?"

He looked at me and grimaced.

I grimaced back.

I knew what was coming.

He just got the best possible chance to say his favourite catchphrase. So I joined him as we said it out loud together.

"We hunt monsters."