#carnivals

You roll your eyes at the nickname and follow him. "Please? You'd only have to stay for an hour, tops!" You exclaim. He keeps walking. "Fine, I guess me and Stefan will only go" You say sadly, casting your head down.

Damon pauses and turns around, sighing.

"Fine. When are we going?" He crosses his arms. "Now" You smirk and grasp onto his hand. You lead him downstairs where Stefan's waiting by the door.

You roped Stefan into going with you easily. All you had to do was flash him he puppy dog eyes and hold one of his journals captive before he agreed.

"Got him to cave in?" He smirked. "Of course I did" You smile and keep dragging your oldest brother out to where his car is parked. Stefan follows, closing the big wooden door behind himself.

You climb into the back seat behind the drivers seat, a smile lighting up your face. Stefan sits in the passenger seat while Damon turns the keys in the ignition.

The Camaro roars to life, Damon driving to the requested location. After no longer than ten minutes, he parks the car at the side of the road and groans into the steering wheel.

"This is where you really want to spend your time, and waste mine in the time being" Damon looks in the rearview mirror back at you.

"Yes, now put on your happy, cheery face and let's go have fun." You tell him.

You guys walk up to the entrance of the town carnival. Lights are flashing and people laughing fill the air. "Oh come on you big grump, lets have fun. You too my, mopey. broody, younger older brother" You grab both their arms and drag them in.

You somehow manage to drag them onto the bumper cars ride and the ferris wheel. And now you're waling around with a massive bag of pink cotton candy.

"How do you like that stuff?" Damon says, a disgusted look taking over his face. Stefan chuckles seeing your offended facial expression.

"All it is is sugar" Damon tells you. "That's exactly why I love it" You rip off another piece and pop it in your mouth, letting it melt on your tongue.

Your eyes roam around the carnival before they land on the balloon dart game. "Ooh, that looks like fun" You clasp your hand onto Stefan's wrist and drag him over to the game booth.

"Y/n/n, you're clawing me" Stefan winces as he feels your nails dig into his skin. Damon chuckles at his little brother's expense as he follows you guys.

"You'll be fine" You tell him before getting the attention of the booth person. You get three darts for you and three darts for Stefan. "None for you cause you don't need anything sharp while being here around well the whole town" You explain to him before throwing your first dart.

"Oh, come on!" You exclaim. All your darts shot into the side of the wooden cubby where the balloon lies in. they're all lodged in there and the worker has a startled look on his face. "Sorry?" You don't really mean it if you're being honest.

"You'll do better next time" Stefan rubs his hand up and down your arm in comfort. "Oh please, says the dude who hit the actual balloons with all his darts" You glare up at him while walking away from the game.

"Why did you think that you'd be good at this?" Damon crosses his arms with a smirk on his face. "Oh shut up" You turn and smack him. "But you've gotta admit, you're having fun" You raise your eyebrows in a playful way.