The sound of loud steps echoed through the hallway in the otherwise silent house.
"Shhh, be quiet Laura." Carmilla hissed.
"Oh, I'm sorry I'm not a freaking cat in the form of a human like you are Carmilla." Laura retorted.
"Judging by your size, I thought that you could at least walk like a Hobbit."
Laura smacked Carmilla's arm at that.
"Ouch, that hurt."
"You're like an inch taller than me."
"I'm still taller, Creampuff." Carmilla smirked but stopped abruptly when there was a noise at the end of the corridor.
They looked at each other, eyes wide, breathing fast and trying not to move a muscle or make any sound. After a minute of silence, Carmilla gestured for Laura to follow her. They moved closer to each other now, trying not to disturb the quiet of the night. Every now and then one of them would step in the wrong place and the floorboards would creak under their weight. Whenever this happened they stopped and cautiously waited for any signs that they might have been heard. When no lights were turned on and their names weren't called, they started moving again, being as careful as possible to avoid giving any more clues that they were up and about.
When they reached the door after ten excruciating minutes of a slow walk, Laura moved in front of Carmilla and unlocked it as quietly as she could. She opened it just a crack and then a little bit more, stopping before the point where she knew that the door would squeak. She passed through the opening carefully and waited for Carmilla to pass before closing and locking it. It was late and the night was very dark, but the full moon gave them just enough light to see where they were going. They crossed the backyard as quickly as possible without making too much noise. When they got to the fence separating the house from the forest behind, Carmilla expertly climbed it and jumped to the other side. Before she could turn around to help Laura, she heard the tiny girl string together so many of her Harry Potter related swear words that she couldn't help but laugh.
"What happened, Sweetpie?" She asked approaching Laura who seemed to be stuck halfway through jumping the fence.
"My shirt got stuck on something." She said, twisting her body to try and see what had caught her shirt.
"Let me." The singer said, putting her hands on Laura's leg in a sign for her to calm down and let her help.
Laura's shirt had gotten stuck on a nail that was sticking out. The singer carefully untangled it to avoid tearing the shirt. When she was free, the honey blonde girl finished jumping to the other side and turned on the flashlight they had brought to light their way through the forest.
They walked side by side now, Carmilla taking the branches of trees out of their way while Laura used the flashlight to find the trail she had walked so many times before.
"Did you bring the bear spray?" Carmilla asked with a laugh.
Laura rolled her eyes, but couldn't keep herself from laughing too.
Fifteen minutes later they came out on the other side of the forest, close to the edges of a beautiful lake. Laura looked around apprehensively while Carmilla walked ahead. After ascertain that there was no one around, that she could see, the tiny girl followed her girlfriend.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this." She said approaching Carmilla.
She turned off the flashlight so it wouldn't attract any eyes to them in case someone came wandering to the lake this late at night too.
"A bet is a bet, Cupcake, and I won fair and square."
"Not entirely fair and square since you didn't tell me you used to play SkySlam Madness every weekend with Will when you were younger." She pouted.
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Gossip Column (Carmilla Fanfic)
Fanfictionhttp://archiveofourown.org/works/6244573/ A small accident and a photograph seen out of context turn Laura's life upside down when she finds herself becoming famous as the girlfriend of a punk star she never actually met.