It had started innocently, spilling milk while pouring his cereal, but somehow he'd ended up knocking the spoon to the floor and flipping the whole bowl as he bent down to retrieve the stupid spoon. And as luck would have it the bowl decided to land on his head. Oh and the milk it turns out had been expired. 

 

Embarrassing but minor, nothing to call a curse. 

 

Then there'd been the stair railing breaking under his grip and having him slip and almost do a backflip as he tumbled down the stairs. Again, embarrassing but still...maybe he'd just held the thing too hard. It happened right?

 

And then there were other little things, his alarm not going off, buttons on his shirt that popped off while trying to put the thing on (he'd given up and gone to breakfast shirtless before returning for a tshirt later), being unable to find his school books in time to run to catch a ride to class, having a pop quiz in the form of a programming in-class assignment based of reading he hadn't been able to do because he was fighting evil, ending up in giant lines that took up his whole lunch time but left no time to actually get lunch, missing the bus by a mere moment, the bus he did catch was delayed then broke down part way, and just when he arrived back to the mansion, it turned out he'd left his best mouse in his last class. And he'd still not eaten that day.

 

Ugh this was a bad day and not looking like it was getting better.

 

Vlad decided to risk the kitchen, he was starving and really...maybe the fridge would be nice to him?