Murder is the Best Solution

You are Damon

"Let’s just say I needed the cure more. If I remember correctly, Elena didn’t even want it. So you all did that search for nothing. Which meant Jeremy died for nothing. Of course you’re interested.”

"Always have to be in the right about everything dont you Katherine. Even if our search for the cure had been for nothing, you had no right to use Jeremy. You had no right to any of it. Katherine Pierce dying to be human. I call bullshit."

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"Well, I’ve found a new love for pancakes. And staying out of the business of the Mystic Falls gang. Just seemed to get me into too much trouble. After all, you did feed me to Silas. But, the most important part, what I’m really up to, is a secret.”

"Pancakes are nice. And fattening. Is this the part where I pretend to be interested. I'll admit, I actually am. What's with the change of heart? And in all fairness, you fed Jeremy to Silas first. I just evened the score."

"Maybe one of us has grown up. Maybe I’ve realized fighting with you isn’t even worth my time.”

"Right. Five hundred years of bitch, is pretty hard to get rid of. But I'll play it your way, what exactly do you do these days then Katherine. Since you're oh so grown up, getting rid of all that planning and scheming must have left you with a whole lot of thinking space."

"Okay, that’s it — I’m leaving. I’m not going to stand here and be insulted. Hope you’re satisfied.”

"Whoa, where did your backbone go? No witty retort, since when do you flee. ..Oh wait."

"Shut up. My forehead definitely does not have wrinkles. Now, what do you really want?”

"You mean you've never noticed? They bunch up right between your eyebrows. It's really distracting. I don't even remember what I wanted. You should really get that looked at."

                  “Do you need something, Damon?              Or were you just hoping to ruin my day?”

"Hm, nope. Just wanted the pleasure of watching that frown create those little wrinkles in your forehead."

"I don’t think vampires turn blue, do they? Besides, haven’t you already tested that theory once?" She rolled her eyes, "Geezus Damon, you’re overreacting. It’s only glitter. It washes off."

       Katherine walked through the front doors of the salvatore boarding hourse, dark brown hues wandering over the place. Did they never get bored of how…old it looked? Heels clicked against the floor as she made her way over to the liquor table, a little smirk forming as she heard someone enter the room. “Long time…no see” She glanced over her shoulder, throwing a smirk his way.