{Rot in Pieces}

Looking down at the treat, Leo put his hands on the table, mostly so that could move the plate a little away from him. He wasn’t hungry, he wanted to get the blood and go. Sighing when Stas was mentioned he nodded his head. “I know.” She had been his first phone call but it didn’t go well, which is why he was here with Dante. “She’s mad I won’t kill with her.” Which made him visibly uncomfortable, shifting in his seat. “I just need the blood.”

He was silent, watching the boy as he squirmed in his seat. “She’ll get over it,” he said. It was less of a reassurance for Leo but more of a dismissal for his daughter’s feelings. “Why don’t you chill out for a second?” The siphoner was clearly in some rush to get out of there and Dante wasn’t going to let him go so easily. It was only in his demonic nature to have so fun. “Take a bite,” he said, nodding to the danish. 

Pushing the doors open of the coffee shop he got a weird sense of deja vu when he did. He hoped after this, he wouldn’t have to see the coffee place again. Looking around he froze when he spotted Dante sitting there. The idea that without his humanity, he had no problem showing his distaste for the other, more openly voicing his opinion. It was strange now to have to approach him somewhat timidly again. It was different though, he didn’t fear Dante for the sake of himself, he feared what he would do against others. “Where is it?” He asked once he reached where he was sitting, taking a seat before he was even asked. 

Creed’s was a small coffee shop in a town an hour away from Mystic Falls. It was the demon’s favourite coffee shop, partially because he has dealings with the owner but mainly for their strawberry danishes. Which he currently had one placed on a plate across from him for the siphoner to enjoy. “ I hope you know you’ve upset Stas,” he said once Leo sat down, blatantly ignoring his question. 

“Why?” He said abruptly. I mean he knew why but it slipped out anyway. “Can’t you have someone come give it to me.” He wasn’t stupid, he knew that wasn’t the way it would go that would be too easy but you couldn’t blame him for trying anyway.

“No,” was all Dante said before he hung up the phone. He could have done that, it definitely would have been easier, but most of the demons weren’t too fond of the siphoner anymore. And besides, Dante wanted to see the boy. He didn’t bother sending the location to the coffee shop, Leo would know where it was. 

Sighing in frustration he stayed quiet for a little. He didn’t expect it to be a simple thing, pressing to call him was already hard enough on its own but he wanted Dante to just say yes and get it over with within the matter of seconds. “I need more of the blood.” He paused, swallowing hard. “Please.”

He didn’t say anything as he contemplated his agreement. It was very easy to just say no and have the hybrid freak out in his search for demon blood. Stas told him about their brief interaction before the phone call and how she already told him no. “Meet me at Creed’s.”

The second the ringing stopped and it switched to the numbers timing the call he had to remind himself to breathe since he had been holding it prior. “You had me give Spencer blood before.” He wasn’t exactly sure how to even ask so he just said what seemed to be true. “She needs more.” 

“And?” He knew what the boy was asking him but he still wanted to hear him say it. He had no intentions of giving the vampire more blood. When he had sent Leo that last time, it was just an extra measure to make sure she was hooked. But now? Let the bitch suffer, it would do her some good. “What makes you think I have more to give?”

Hovering over the name for what felt like an eternity now he thought about what he was doing and how stupid it probably was. It wasn’t like he had many places to go to for what Spencer seemed to need. Maddie would surely kill him if she found out, when she did, because his leg was already bouncing so high from his nerves he was sure she’d be able to call him out in no time. Pressing Dante’s name he hit the call button then put it on speaker, placing the phone down on the table afterwards as he waited. @sxcrifico

Dante stared at the name that popped up on his phone in mild confusion. There were only a few people that had access to that phone number and Leo was one of them, but he would have never expected the boy to call so soon. He would have given it at least a century. He let the phone ring for a while before answering the call. Raising the phone to his ear, he didn’t say anything, waiting for Leo to speak first.

“Duh.”

“I mean say the wrong thing or something. I don’t know. I want it to be perfect for her,” Logan explained as he made another attempt the bow tie which worked out this time. “So you’re not one of my friends. Means you know Aila then yeah?”

“Something like that,” he said with a shrug. He wondered how much the wolf told her fiance about the demon. Clearly not enough for the boy to tell who was talking to him. “But apparently not well enough for an invitation.” He was mildly offended by that but at least someone had the decency to bring him along as a plus one. 

Logan glanced over his shoulder at first at him and wasn’t so sure if it was a joking sort of comment made off hand or if he was being absolutely serious. You never knew. “No, but I would never. I’m happy. Just nervous I’ll mess something up.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Mess something up? Is this a shotgun wedding, what’s there to mess up?” His tone did little to convey whether he was joking or insulting the couple but when it came to Dante, it could go either way.

“I don’t–What am I doing?” Logan knew how to get the bow tie on correctly, but on the day he was fumbling. Sure there was plenty of time still but he was attempting to be ready and on time for once in his life. “What is happening? I’m too nervous to be doing anything.” He sighed as he gave up and plopped down into a chair.