The tension grew as the couple gazed into each other's eyes stretching to stand taller than each other.
"Bite me." The girl dared arms crossing.
Damon leaned closer, the pair practically nose to nose, "Kiss my ass."
The woman narrowed her eyes. "Bite me."
Stephen appeared in the doorway of the kitchen. A tilt to his waiting in apprehension. "Do I want to know whatever is it, I'm interrupting in here?"
"Damon stole my last cookie." She started refusing to break eye contact with the perpetrator.
"I did not!"
She pointed a finger at him, "You did, you vampire thief!"
"Stephan tell him that's a crime for getting a stake in the heart!"
"Ok," The younger Salvatore put his hands up in defense. "You know what, don't involve me in whatever this is."
Stephen turned around retreating back to the living room Elena had barged in; she waltzed over and the younger brother walked out grabbing Elena's arm, stirring her away.
"I don't recommend going in there."
