So we start from Season 2 Episode 3
"Season what?" Stefan asks perplexed.
"The squirrels" Caroline replied with a duh, "don't they go bland eating only plants?"
Stefan only chuckled and did not chide her or judge her, she liked that about him.
"So, what's with the edgy Vampire look?" she prodded.
"Wha.. Caroline!" He exclaimed, "first I was too serious and now I am edgy... you make me sound like a Cullen."
"Well, who are you searching for, discreetly?" She asked, "Or trying to.."
Stefan clicked his tongue as if he was contemplating it. Then he looked at her with his serious vampire look, kind of.
"Well you know those two Indian kids in our class right?" he asks.
Pffttttt, "What do you take me for? Of course I would!" she harrumphed.
No one and she means no one underestimated her.
"Well Damon's convinced there's something suspicious about them?" he said folding his hands.
"And you're not... unconvinced?" She implores.
"I am not sure" he admits.
"So what are you gonna do now?" she asks curious and a tad bit wary.
"I" he stresses, she doesn't know if it's conscious or not, "was going to try and figure them out."
"Well" he chuckles, "funnily enough, we can't seem to get a hold of them."
"If you are looking for them at wannabe frat parties, you're never going to find them" Caroline suggests.
"Well then where should I be looking for them?" Stefan asks.
It feels like he is actually going to value her answer and that feels good. She is going to get her life back one step at a time, just like this.
"The Masquerade party at the Lockwoods,' if not the community service for it" Caroline answers, "Every teen in the town is invited to it... no one misses it. Unlike this, that one's actually important."
"So, how did meeting the resident alpha go?" Damon snarks, all he does is snark these days.
Because honesty gets him nowhere obviously.
"Neither one of us died" Stefan supplies from the couch.
"He attacked you" Damon declares. How does his brother always get into these situations?
"Well I attacked him first" Stefan uselessly quips.
"I am not gonna shake his hand Stefan" Damon usefully quips.
"Damon" there it is, the shade.
"He has made his move Stefan" Damon bites, "I am not gonna sit duck. What about the other two shady people?"
"I'd rather you fixate on Mason Lockwood than those two" Stefan, Stefan, Stefan! How his brother remembers his own name with all the naivety in there is beyond him!
"What'd you find out?" he asks, asking 'answers.'
"Well a lot... of nothing" Stefan, the bitch he is, sasses.
"Well then do better" Damon sasses back, "Katherine freaking Pierce is in town, now we've got a wolf on the porch, anyone suspicious must be dealt with. So, go put in your hours or you're gonna lose your job at sainthood."
"You do realise that this violates labour rights somewhere" Damon whines.
"Ironic hearing you talk about rights" Stefan laughs dryly.
"Har Har baby bro! Keep em coming" Damon snarks.
Then it's a nauseating patrol of formalities and normalcy. Nothing he likes.
He was flirting with Carol Lockwood when he heard him.
He can't just vamp! Cause people! Mayor! Mason! Council! Bullshit!
"Yeah tell aunty not to worry, I'll take Padhma home." He is talking to someone on his phone and because of the distance Damon can't hear the other side of conversation, ugh, "Yeah we extended your apologies to the Mayor... yeah cheppa adhi kooda... 'we are willing to contribute to the community and this public park in anyway we can' that's exactly what I said, she might meet for a tea party with you. Yes ma... I know the difference between Vervain and Vermillion. I got the right stuff... why? it is stuff... that's how everyone talks about it..."
Damon froze when he heard Vervain.
He couldn't handle vervain the other day and now he was cultivating it, what kind of a vampire was this? Was he a witch? Or a wolf? Are wolves repulsive to Vervain too?
Before he could tune back in, the call was done and he was walking toward the girl. Damon, being the responsible big brother he was, decided to go antagonize Stefan about his hushed talks with Mason Lockwood.
He'll deal with them by the time this parade ends.
Fate on the other hand, decided to be a bitch. He'd gotten drugged, shot, dragged into a dungeon along with his brother, who got pumped with wood within an inch of his life.
So, yeah, other things had left his mind, temporarily.
"So you've finally decided to get off their backs"Â Stefan joked, kind of. He was feeling like a chain smoker, who laid off for years and finally took one puff. His entire system felt like some one was sanding his bleeding wounds.
"No" Ughhh, he didn't need this right now, "I don't understand your obsession with them Damon. She resisted your compulsion one day, in a town crawling with founder's council members... She could have hit the grill that day for all we know and drank vervain laced coffee."
"Uh uh uh" Damon said with a click of his tongue, "That's where I'm gonna stop you, our shady friends from another land have literally never hit the grill."
Wait, "never?" How can that be?
"Makes you wonder if they even want to fit in" Damon continues, "the day Mason Lockwood almost got us killed, I heard the boy talking on his phone to someone and he mentioned Vervain."
His eyebrows shoot up, "well that complicates things..." Damon gives him a cheshire cat grin and he knows his brother has already decided to kill them. But Stefan still has his doubts.
"But we still don't know if they're harmful" Stefan provides.
"It's mystic falls" Damon deadpans, "they know vervain so they know about vampires, they skipped the swim hole party so they know about werewolves."
Stefan sighs, "or their families were given vervain by council members. It wouldn't be impossible after the recent incidents.."
"The council is full of uptight idiots playing pretend, they can't even save their own much less distribute the vampire repellent among the resident highschoolers" Damon bites, "I would know."
Stefan frowns, "and you're a 100 % sure that their parents are not in the council? Like night shift or something... behind your backs you know?"
"Yes, Stefan" Damon hisses "I keep a list of people who can potentially come after us with a pitchfork."
Stefan licks his lips in thought, pondering over the possibilities. For a couple of supernatural beings, they spent too much time studying and sticking to themselves. If Elena was their target, they would've skiveed someone from his group and warmed up to them.
But they made no effort. They were familiar with them as much as any other kid in their classes were albeit, a bit strange. But then again, they weren't run of the mill American students, who knew what was their normal?
Damon, however isn't done, "Whenkat or whatever his name is, spit out vervain laced coffee, yet is hoarding it. Does it remind you of anyone?"
Katherine, of course everything was about Katherine, "He could be her lackey for all we know, or you know, the barker in the room, Team wolf."
"So, he's a wolf now?" Stefan drawled.
"Could be.. "Â Damon smirked, "we could nab him and ask him."
"No" Absolutely not, "Look they've been here since the school started, if they were vampires or werewolves or witches or ninja turtles... we would have known."
"Did everything I just said fly over your hero hair?" Damon hisses.
"Look, Caroline told me that they've volunteered to help for the masquerade party, Mason is also going to be there, if they're involved with each other, we'll know" He suggests and he knows Damon will relent.
"Fine" Damon whines as he does.
Damon wasn't sure if it was Mason's idea or Katherine's... he just knew it was done to bite their asses.
Power puff girls dragged in his brother (who looked brother less and roadkill more) over an hour ago and he still couldn't quite hide the occasional wince.
"You do realise that your healing will accelerate with a warm glass of O- right" Damon implored.
Stefan just smiled, goddd stop being a stubborn bastard for one damn second. "Suit yourself" Damon grimaced.
"So" Stefan began and he could already hear the oncoming snark, "Mason Lockwood got taken by us, you had enough time to torture him before ripping his heart out and then gloat to Katherine. We got the moonstone..."
"And?" He knew there was an and, he's only had a brother for 168 years.
"And" oh there you go gloating, "Neither of them batted an eye at this entire mess."
"And that absolves all the suspicion?" Damon snarked back.
Stefan sighed, yeah that's more like it, "Damon I was watching them the entire time" baby bro has got that whine in his voice now, "I don't think they even know who Mason is... was... Mason didn't acknowledge them either..."
"And does that conclude your research?" Damon grins, tight. He knows Stefan is trying to keep him from them.
"You want to know my thesis?" Stefan glares, "Fine, my finding is that they are completely innocent, because when they weren't working like the rest of us with the occasional small talk, they were gushing to each other about a new album."
Wait what? "You're telling me while you were being water boarded in a vervain well and while I was poking holes in our resident werewolf, they were talking about.... Songs?!"
"Yeah" Stefan trolls, "I wonder what part of their evil masterplan that is..."
"Don't sass me" Damon growls, "what songs were they talking about?"
Stefan looks at him like he's crazy before his jaw sets, but his eyes soften and why are they doing that? He doesn't need that look, "Apparently a new movie album dropped yesterday , it's from India... They were talking about it the entire time they were together.
This has got to be some kind of joke... there's no way that someone is that innocent or lucky in Mystic fucking falls.
"Orange" Stefan declares as he remembers, "that was the name."
"Who the hell names a movie after a fruit?" Who does that? Stefan chuckles and he continues, "and what kind of nerdy monsters are they to talk about a movie about a fruit while preparing for a ball??!"
Stefan shrugs and Damon groans.
"This is the second time I'm telling you dimwits" Damon announces, "if you want to leave, run, now."
These idiots, brave noble idiots. Damon licks his lips in exasperation.
Everyone is looking at him in mild irritation, except Stefan, he looks amused.
"We should skim over the details mission once again" Caroline asks more like orders.
"Sure barbie" Damon smirks, if he needs to doll this into their dumb heads once again so they realise the stakes, then he'll gladly do it.
"Bonnie is going to spell the room, jeremy is going to give her the false lead and Caroline is going to lead her to the room, the actual trap" he nods at the scooby gang core trio, them nodding and smiling at each other.
"Alaric will not let Elena out of his sight, thus keeping her from running into danger" get the clue you morons, "Stefan and I will already be in the room when blondie tricks Katherine in to walking in."
Everyone nods and Stefan just tightens his hold on his hands. Folding hands menacingly wasn't enough and now he had to look like he was popping his elbows, wow, ominous!
"And while we're doing this" Damon continues looking at the witch, little gilbert and baby vampire, "I want you three... to do another errand" he earns confused looks but drawls on, "keep an eye on the Indian students."
"What?" Caroline asks, incredulous, "what did they do?" She turns to Stefan, "I thought you said you were just being paranoid."
Oh did he? He looks at Stefan too, who just shakes his head, "Damon I told you that day to leave them alone."
"Yeah the day Jenna got stabbed and Katherine gloated that she has backups to backup her backups" Damon says sounding nonchalant, "Katherine is going to have some kind of back up."
Stefan relents, "Fine... keep a stray eye on them."
"He actually means don't let them out of your collective sight" Damon nods.
He gets confused yet dutiful nods and eye rolls at that and he is satisfied.
Soon enough, everyone has left and it's only him and Stefan.
He is loading the wrist bands with stakes, when, "Damon" he looks up and Stefan is looking at him.
"Don't worry" he says, sincere, "we will get her... and... no one will get hurt."
Damon doesn't share his optimism. Still he nods, just as sincere.
"Why do you think Damon is suspicious of Padmuh?" Bonnie asks.
"Who knows maybe she looked at him wrong"Â Caroline answers and Jeremy snorts whole Bonnie chuckles.
"What I am curious about" Caroline continues, "is why Stefan is suspicious of her..."
Jeremy looks between them and Bonnie nods.
Stefan is sweet, he wouldn't needlessly doubt someone.
"I don't think he does" Jeremy announced, "not completely."
Caroline looks at him and contemplates it, "he wanted to ask her something that day at swim hole too, her and Whenkat... obviously they didn't show up."
"Why did they even fall into their radar?" Bonnie ponders, "they're not shady or anything."
"How would we know?" Caroline muses, "they keep to themselves most of the times."
"I talked to Whenkat the other day in history class" Bonnie declares, "he didn't feel like a vampire."
"You can feel if he is a vampire?" Caroline asks surprised.
"Yeah I can feel the vibes" Bonnie answers nonchalant, "when I touch them it feels cold like death. But there are tells without any touches too you know."
Caroline is silent for a moment before she mutters an "Oh!"
"Well they're on Vervain apparently" she continues, "so they can't be compelled."
"But didn't the guy spill out Vervain?" Jeremy countered.
"If it's because she can't be compelled" Bonnie said, deep in thought, "witches can't be compelled either, can werewolves be compelled?"
"I don't know" Jeremy answered, Bonnie nodded then asked, "has anyone tried compelling Tyler or Mason?"
"Mason probably couldn't be compelled" Jeremy provided.
"How-" Bonnie began but was cut off by Caroline's, "Whenkat, 5'0 clock."
There he was in a black shirt and black pants. He was standing at the entrance, yet to take his mask. He was on his mobile.
He waved at someone and she came into view, she was wearing a crop top and a Long skirt.
She turns and waves at someone, he cuts the call and they start talking as they walk down the archway.
"No... you're not late" he says scoffing, "I only reached five minutes ago.."
She smiles nervously and then looks at the crowd in the opening.
"Everyone is wearing frocks and I'm wearing a lehenga" she mutters.
"Everyone is wearing a suit and I'm wearing a shirt" he adds.
She lets out a low whine before rolling her eyes and saying, "oh pulllease, you look handsome and smart."
He smiles, "you look like a heroine."
She scoffs, "stop lying."
"I don't lie" he countered.
She grits her teeth, "this was so last minute it probably doesn't even look fitted."
"Stop fretting" he hums, "you literally look angelic."
She shakes her head, then smiles.
"I'm just afraid" she confessed, "what if something goes wrong?"
He clicked his tongue and looked at her, "Well if something does go wrong... we will handle it."
"Care, what is it?" Bonnie asked confused.
"He..." Caroline sputtered, "I heard him say if something goes wrong, they'll handle it."
"Handle what?" Bonnie asked suspicious.
"I don't know" Caroline cried, "I only heard that much." She was just a baby vamp, curse her for not being a century old douche.
"We should keep an eye on them" Jeremy declared.
They went to pick up masks and everyone's eyes were stuck to them, many only for a moment, others longer, discreetly, a few however stuck to them like glue. They were rigid, like they were scared or waiting for something, they were on an edge.
Whenkat looked around probably feeling the eyes trained on them, Padmuh however was staring at the masks, biting her bottom lip.
She looked at Whenkat and he looked at her, "I wish I got a stick."
"The hell is that supposed to mean?" Caroline asked no one, confused.
"What?" Bonnie asked, irritated.
"She said she wishes she got a stick" Caroline answered.
"A stick?" Jeremy wondered, bamboozled
"Yeah, a stick" Caroline deadpanned. Does she mean a wand or something?
They both pick up masks from the leftover litter. Padmuh looks at hers woefully, it is a great design, classy but grand but is blue and her dress is black with golden details, Whenkat says something after prodding her in the arm.
"Why does she want a stick?"Â Bonnie went from irritated to puzzled.
"Maybe she said stake" Jeremy provided, "Indians have an accent right?"
Padmuh sighs and they exchange masks. His mask is exactly like Stefan's except there's no red, it's black. It suited Stefan so well, he looked extra hot.
Whenkat takes the blue one and Padmuh takes the black one.
Everything falls into place. Whenkat's blue mask brings out his chocolate brown eyes, black waves of hair fall over it, making it go so well with his complete black outfit.
Padmuh's curls fold around her mask and it looks like it was always part of her dress.
Padmuh smiles, her lips raising only on side, it's cheeky and there's a hand gesture, three of her fingers fly out and curl around like she's beckoning something.
Whenkat chuckles, then he gives her a thumbs up.
"No" Caroline refuted, "have you heard them? They speak perfect English."
"I would have heard them if I heard of them before yesterday night" Jeremy snarks.
"Maybe it's a code word"Â Bonnie pulls a hail mary. Thank god for her! Caroline and Jeremy both turn to her, sharp, her blonde curls sway and fall.
"For what?" Caroline blurts. Bonnie shrugs, strained. Jeremy just looks. This is going to go no where, she knows it, at least those two are gorgeous and smiling.
"You see them?" Stefan asked Damon, his finger tapping lightly on his mobile.
His brother hummed, no, Damon doesn't hum, Damon growls and grumbles, which is exactly what he did just then, "You can't miss them if you wanted to."
Whenkat was the only one who wasn't in a suit and Padmuh was the only in who wasn't in a knee length frock, "almost like they're just trying to fit in and have fun."
"Well then we should fit in too" Damon grinned, which was a sign that he was scheming something, "why don't you help them fit in, offer a drink?"
Stefan smiled, clipped, "I am not in the mood to get turned down."
They should stay together, Katherine was probably, definitely, already here and they should stay together.
"They were an paranoid back track errand anyway" Stefan says, nonchalant. Get the clue Damon.
Damon doesn't even nod, but he knows, he gets it.
Venkat takes a sip of his 'orange' juice. It tastes like sugar produced in a chemistry lab. But his mother will come after him with her stainless steel ladle if he touched any of the alcohol.
Padhma prods his arm, he turns to look at her.
"I need to use the restroom" she says, "where do you think it is?"
He looks around, there are no boards for directions, they should have worked in that department instead of setting up tables and making professional small talk with Tyler's mom. He wonders for a moment if they have to go inside the house.
He looks back at Padhma, "Intlo unnayemo.."
(Maybe they're in the house)
She sighs, frustrated, "Tyler ni adugudham." He nods, then looks around and Tyler is nowhere to be found.
He spots Matt, gestures to Padhma and jogs towards him. "Hey" he greets him.
"Hey man" Matt says back but is clearly distracted.
"Could you tell me where the restrooms are?"Â he asks with a smile.
"In the guest house" he points towards it. Venkat thanks him and they both scurry off in opposite directions.
"Guest house ponum aam" He tells Padhma and points at it, she follows his sight. From here he can see that some of the kids are getting drunk there.
(It seems we have to go to the guest house)
They're harmless, mostly, but he can still see the same apprehension in him cloud Padhma's eyes.
"Let's go together"Â he offers. She gives him a small smile and nods.
The guest house is huge and so are the restrooms. She looks at her, asking if he needs to go.
"I'll wait" he says, opening a water bottle he picked up on the way.
"Okay" she says, removing her mask and putting it on the narrow marble desk with her clutch purse.
He opens the water bottle and savours the sips as he waits for her.
She comes back shortly and washes her face, "my hair is killing me."
He chuckles as she takes out a narrow claw clip and puts her hair in a messy bun.
He finishes his water and throws the bottle in a dust bin.
She straps her mask on and pouts, "I wish I got one with a stick to hold it... it looked so fancy."
He snorts, "won't you get tired of holding it?"
She rolls her eyes and pats down her lehenga. Smoothing it.
He folds his shirt's cuffs humming 'nenu nuvvantu' absently.
They both look at each other.
She nods at him as he looks up at her and they both walk out. Him a step behind her.
They stop near the guest house's entrance and she picks up a water bottle, he holds her purse as she opens it and gulps it down.
"We only have 10 more minutes before your dad comes to pick us up" he announces.
"Maybe we should just wait at the entrance" she muses.
They are halfway there when he wonders, "should we return the masks?"
They both stop, "I hope not" she says with a chuckle, "that blue mask looks great on you."
"Emmov" he laughs, "you picked this atrocity."
Thankfully, they do not have to return them.
Padhma's dad drives into their driveway and they both peal out of it.
"Completely black and black" Padhma's mom chides as she looks at them, "sattaiyaavadhu vella colour pottirukanum la.."
(Should have atleast worn a white shirt)
"Ada neenga vera aunty" he whines, "that's what everyone else was wearing."
Padhma laughs at him as she climbs up her steps.
"Yeah, waiters kooda" she teases.
He narrows his eyes and huffs, "okay aunty, I'll go Amma wait pannitu irupa.."
"Yeah" she nods, "inaikki your father is working overtime la.. seeikram po"
He waves her and Uncle a bye and struts to his home.
"Amma" he sing songs as his mom opens their door.
"Offo" she says as he comes in as if she didn't click a dozen pictures as he was leaving, "aa shirt theesesi ra... let's eat dinner."
(Change out of that shirt)
"So how was it?" She asks as he plops down in his pjs.
"It was okay... we didn't stay for long" Padhma answered nonchalantly, savouring being out of the lehenga.
"Well that's nice" her mother replied, "drishti eduknaum va.."
(Come, I'll ward of the evil eye on you)
Padhma chuckles, "enna yaarum paakala ma.."
"Nonsense" her mum retorts.
"I'm telling you no one saw me" padhma says still laughing.
"We're still doing this" her mother orders.
Damon scrunches his eyebrows in confusion as he sees them perform weird ritual, there's salt and she spits on it.
"What are they doing?" He ponders.
"I don't know" Stefan answers lazily.
Duh!!!! This is what spending all your brain cells on a slut does to you Stefan!
The household they were stalking, they only managed to hear one sentence, settled in their routine around the dinner table.
The perfect happy family, he could see them through the window now.
"What do you think she meant?" Damon ponders, "no one saw her..."
"I think you're reaching" Stefan drawls and he wonders why he hasn't snapped his neck yet.
"Don't blame me for having brain cells Stefan!" Damon bites.
"We saw them, they saw us when we saw them, if they were talking about us, then don't you think they would have reported that small detail?" Stefan bites back.
"Yeah so what the hell are they talking about?" Damon points out, because there has to be something they're missing, they just saw them do a ritual.
"Probably nothing about us" Stefan snarks.
"Oh yeah because this town is full of coincidences" he bites. Mason Lockwood, hello!
"Damon" Stefan sighs, here it comes, "you just threw Katherine into a tomb while she was begging you not to. If they were her lackeys, don't you think they would have done something about it?"
Sound logic from a harebrained head!
But Damon can see it on his brother. He is tired.
Pouty, grumpy, broody and whiny too but mostly tired.
After all Katherine is in a tomb.
"So, who the hell kidnapped Elena?" Jeremy huffs, frustrated.
"I don't know Jeremy" she says with a deep sigh, she was so goddamn tired.
"Are you okay?" He asked and she nodded, "yeah, of course."
"We'll go to your house" she suggests, "see if we can do anything more."
"Uhm hey, Bonnie" she hears someone call her and she turns, her stance hardens, because Padmuh is standing in front of her.
She doesn't feel anything off with her but she just can't do this anymore, "What?"
"Mrs Jones asked me to hand this to you" she holds out two paper sheets and ohhh, they had a test three days ago, "Elena didn't come today either. I don't know why she gave them to me honestly, but here..."
Jeremy stiffens at Elena's name.
Their hands touch as she takes her papers and she feels something warm, earthy but it's not magic, there's no pulsing beat. She relaxes involuntarily, "thank you."
"No problem" Padmuh smiles.
"So... what do you think?" Damon prods at him.
Stefan thought he was perfectly content with silence, "about what?"
"Tweedle dee, tweedle dum" Damon purrs.
"I think you should stop obsessing over them" Stefan muses.
'Stop obsessing over Elena too' is something that's almost on his tongue but doesn't come out because Damon cares and he can't have a problem with that, even if he wants to.
They were the same, damaged irrevocably, used as pawns in some grand scheme.
They were mortal enemies, a bite from him would kill her, period.
But she couldn't just leave him alone to deal with this. She had woken up alone in the hospital and without Stefan, she wouldn't have made. The full moon is coming. She wants to be there for Tyler.
"Caroline" Matt's voice broke her mind through the crisis spiral, "You wanted to ask me something."
Oh yeah, Matt! Someone had compelled Matt. There was a fat chance it was Katherine, but she wanted to know for sure and see if he knew anything he shouldn't. This was the first time he was back in school after that incident.
"Thanks for coming" She chirped, "I didn't think you..."
Matt grimace and she trails off. They look away from each other before she regains enough composure to ask, "How are you feeling? You had a nasty fall that day"
"I am fine" Matt answers, "Just a bit dazed."
She sighs, she hates doing this, "Who compelled you to pick a fight with Tyler?"
"I don't know" Matt answered, pupils dilated and actually dazed. Ugh!
"Did Katherine talk to you?" She tried again.
"Who is Katherine?" Of course!
"Did Padmuh talk to you?"
"No" well that was better!
"Did Whenkat talk to you?"Â
"What did he ask?" Her nerves were on edge! How many villains did they have to deal with?
"He asked me directions for the rest room..."
"Forget I asked you anything except for how your were doing" She compelled.
"I will forget you asked me anything except for how I was doing" He parroted.
"So do you have a degree in lurking or something?" Damon snarked.
Slater scared him, he knew things he shouldn't and things even Damon didn't.
"I have connections" Slater answered. He also took no offence.
But a guy who knew everything was exactly what he needed right now.
"So you know about me, my brother and katherine?" Damon laid the ground.
"Do you know if there are any other supernatural beings in mystical falls?" Damon pried.
"Well there is your friend Caroline and the bennet witches, you also just told me your town had werewolves... so yeah all three of the supernatural" Slater said with a shrug.
But he'd missed the Lockwoods. So how accurate was he?
"Anyone else" Damon prods
"No, Why do you ask?" Slater answers, damn this guy is brimming with the need to know.
"Just trying to keep track" Damon replies with a grin, that is obviously fake.
His patrons however do not care and then there's glass everywhere.
There could be worse places to forcefully in Stefan supposes, but there were places with better room maintenance and there are definitely places with better company.
She is filing her nails with a... nail.
And it's grating on his nerves.
"I could relieve your stress too stefan" she purrs, "you just have to ask."
He sighs, ignoring her for the millionth time.
He lets his thoughts wander, Elena, Damon, Caroline, Tyler, Klaus, Rose... he stops at Padmuh and Whenkat.
Damon was convinced they were both Katherine's lackeys.
He could have asked her and confirmed it.
But in case they weren't involved with her... he doesn't want to doom two innocent souls.
"You're not dooming them Jonas just get it done" Elijah orders him.
That's what they always say, just a favour, just a question, just some morbid curiosity, that's what Greta had said.
Now she was with Klaus, his slave.
His freedom wasn't much better, as much as they were in a deal, he was always going to be Elijah's subordinate. Not equal.
So, he nods and goes to do what he's asked.
Except the homes he's supposed to stake out are completely empty.
He gets a simple 'huh' from Elijah at that, followed with a "Did you find anything strange?"
"Well there was a pattern on their porch, drawn with some kind of flour" he recounts, "there was another pattern drawn on their door, it was very small, it was drawn out of Saffron. I remember it being a symbol in Hinduism."
"And..." he recollects, "there was pumpkin tied just shy of their door. It had the same symbol on it."
"So, which innocent soul are you out to terrorise now?" Bonnie asks. Judgy is as judgy is.
"Just you" He chirped, on his best behavior.
She takes a huff and he can feel her annoyance through the phone, "what do you want?"
"I want you to do a spell" he purred.
"What kind of spell?" she asked, now irritated. Well don't blame me for being the only resident witch.
"I went to visit Stefan" he confessed, "On the way, I saw Jonas."
"A mystic falls resident in mystic falls" She drawled, "shocker!"
"He was at Whenkat's house" he smirks.
"Damon I told you guys, I felt nothing from them" Bonnie said, frustrated, "I don't know why you keep suspecting them.."
"Well let's do one final test..." Damon suggests, well okay orders, "Once and for all!
He counts up to 1000 bunnies when his phone rings, to his pleasure, it's bonnie, "I found a spell."
"So, this is like a litmus test?" Damon ponders.
"How does this even work?" He questions, because she never explained just dragged him out here in the middle of the day. He's holding lemons of all the things.
"They attract magic, Vampires, werewolves and obviously witches all have magic. The lemons will tell you if there is magic" Bonnie explains.
"So do we just throw these at them?" Damon deadpans, "Or make a lemonade and shove it down their throats."
"These are spelled Damon" she snaps, "They have to step on them."
"What?" he asks, incredulous.
"We have to place them discreetly in their path, so they step on it" she explains.
He grins, "I know the perfect place."
There's a park in mystic falls, they walked through it most days or studied, evenings, weird kids.
So, that is where they go.
It's a Wednesday, so obviously the traffic around it is less. Those two are on time, walking. Lame.
Bonnie finds a bench just on the edge of their vicinity and Damon perches on a tree where the park nearly ends.
"I am telling you this movie is going to be epic" The girl's voice reaches him.
Every other supernatural being in Mystic Falls in running with fangs bared or tail tucked and these two are talking about movies, Psychopaths!
"Of course it's going to be epic" the boy replies, "It's Shankar!"
They are in the zone, just about to step on those lemons, when...
Padmuh stops and pats Whenkat in his stomach, who looks at her in the confusion Damon is feeling right now.
She points at the lemons, cut in the middle, squeezed lightly and sprayed with brown witchy powder. Which shouldn't mean anything more than an aftermath of some party to normal people. But Whenkat says, "Oops.."
And they completely sidestep the entire lemon trap, chuckling and laughing.
They are talking something but Damon can't hear any of it, his brain freezes.
He vamps to Bonnie, who is as shocked as he is.
"How do they know about it?" She asks, more like screams, her eyes wide and her body racking, "It's an old spell Damon... it's very old... they shouldn't know about it."
Damon inhales, tight and deep, he still hasn't lost the habit of it, "They weren't even shocked by it."
"So Jonas is Elijah's witch, huh?" Damon quipped lazily sipping bourbon.
Stefan blinked, "Uh.. yeah.. he declared it quite dramatically." It was a tad bit unexpected, okay, it wasn't, he was just being optimistic.
Elena meets Elijah and next day, Mystic falls has Luka and his dad, it was too much of a coincidence.
"You know where I saw papa witch lurking the other day?" Damon asked with a smirk, the one that told Stefan to get himself ready for some mayhem.
"Where?" Stefan drawled, this was so not the time or day or even the year for this. He was still feeling so damn sore.
"Whenkat's house" Damon said with a click of his tongue.
"What?" Why would Jonas visit Whenkat's house? He was a witch, Elijah's witch, apparently. What would he want from a human?
"I can see the cogs turning in your head little brother." Damon snarks, "They've already turned and chimed in my head."
Oh wow, his brother is in a mood. A good one.
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"So the time is?" Stefan indulges...
"Midnight" Damon says more like plays, "they're Elijah's lackeys."
"Wut?" Whaaaat??? Has his brother finally gone insane?
"The facts support it Stefan" Damon retorts.
"Which are?" Stefan asks, too tired of this shit already.
Damon gulps, puts his glass aside and straightens his shirt.
"Should I get you a whiteboard and a marker?" Stefan quips.
"Don't push it point dexter" Damon bites.
He pours himself another glass of bourbon and Stefan's beginning to crave a glass too, of vervain!
"So" A voice that sounds like Fred from sponge bob goes 'Oh brotherrrr, this guy sucks' and Stefan agrees, kinda, his brother however barrels his theory, "firstly, they're strange, don't do the regular teenage stuff, do rituals, take vervain, spit vervain, hoard Vervain, are aware of ancient witchy spells, knew when to skip something so they don't get any dirt on them, knew when shit would go down and well are too happy for a teen in mystic falls."
Stefan sighed, and was about to tell his brother how stupid this entire thing was, but he cut him off-
"Look they're clearly supernatural, Katherine avoided them, Anna didn't know them, tomb vampires didn't mess with them and now Elijah's witch is in kahoots with them" Damon cocker his brow, "they have been here so long, they're playing the long con."
Stefan sighed, again, "I don't think they're Elijah's lackeys, but we should keep an eye on them."
Damon smiled, that I get what I want no matter what smile, "Assemble the scooby gang tomorrow morning... we'll go over the notes."
Stefan rolled his eyes and walked away, he was wise like that.
He dredged up the stairs feeling every sore muscle and aching bone in body, god he thought the human blood would solve this. Guess he still needs more.
As he is cursing his eternal existence, he hears his brother's voice, "You're sure that you didn't even get nipped by any of the werewolves right?"
Stefan lolls his head dramatically to look back at Damon, who continues, "Maybe the animal blood healed the bite faster, because it's from the same kingdom and the venom has already spread..."
Stefan just looks at him, as he climbs the stairs.
"Maybe they clawed you" Damon murmurs.
"Shut up Damon" Stefan replies.
Part 1 https://www.tumblr.com/daceofs/767433254878969856/untitled
Mystic Falls High
Part 1
I honestly do not know what I am doing
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