The Owl Gilbert

2:4: Faking It

Dimitri's POV:

I walk into the Salvatore Boarding House after getting Katherine's text and dash into Stefan's room, seeing her cuddled up to his chest. "Join me. In a, well. Non incestal way." She says and I give a light chuckle, and lay down next to Stefan, resting my head against his chest as well, and he wakes up, gasping and sighs. "Hey, you okay?" Katherine asks him and he nods, wrapping his arms around us. "Yeah, bad dream. Go back to sleep." He says and I bury my face into his chest, smirking and he dashes out of bed, and Katherine and I sit up, laughing. "Katherine. Dimitri." He says. "You have to admit I am getting better at this." She says. "It was easy to get inside of his head." I say and look at Stefan. "Have you completely forsaken your nature?" I ask, starting to climb off the bed, but he pushes me back and I shove him to the floor, and we walk over to him. "Are we really gonna do this again? You both know I could rip you to shreds and do my nails at the same time." Katherine says. "What do you two want?" He asks. "Indulge me, or us, for a little while, please?" Katerhine asks. "Why are you two back in town?" He asks. "There reasons. You, you and you." Katherine says. "Damon, mostly. But you, too. I mean, you did enjoy us both once." I say. "You see, I can't quite get that down. Just kind of.." He says and clears his throat. "Gets stuck in my throat." He says. "Well, you know, it's the truth. Deep down inside that gorgeous body of yours there's the Stefan that fell in love with me too." Katherine says.

Adam's POV:

I walk into the kitchen as I decided to put my contacts in and wear a black button up with the sleeves rolled back, and see Jenna and Elena; as Elena is pouring chips into a bowl. "Thanks for letting me invite Caroline. She could use a day of distraction." Elena says. "Well, she's not the plus one I'm worried about. Why is Damon coming?" Jenna asks. "As Elena would say, my Dad is a pity taker. Come on, Jenna. Be nice. And Alaric told me that he told you that he's my father." I say and she smiles at me. "And I still can't believe that." She says. "Neither can I." I say. "And I'll be nice when Damon learns to keep his paws off you." She says and Elena and I look at each other, and I grab a handful of chips with my right hand, and eat them. "Ah, good news. Found the shot glasses." Mason says, walking in with shot glasses. "And that is my que." Elena says and walks outside. "You're here for ten minutes and I'm already back under the bleachers at the pep rally." Jenna says. "It's just like old times. Huh?" Mason asks as they both laugh. "Only I didn't swipe this bottle from my old man." He says and we see Dad walk in with a plate of ribs in his right hand. "Oh, the expensive stuff! I like you already." He says. "Just happy to be invited." Mason says. "Thank Adam. This was his idea and Rick just helped him set it up." Jenna says and Mason smiles at me. "Really? Wow. I can't believe the little dork I used to babysit is all grown up." He says, giving me a side hug and we all laugh. "Yeah, you know, I thought it would be nice to meet some of Jenna's high school friends. Dig up a little dirt." Dad says. "I've got dirt. I've got dirt." Mason says, pouring shot glasses. "I am so not drinking one of those." I say. "Good. Or you'll be grounded for life." Dad says, sarcastically. "I have no secrets. Only dirty shame." Jenna says. "To dirty shame." Dad says and they clink glasses, and Damon walks in, smiling. "Hey." He says and glares at me for a second, and I'm confused. "Damon." Jenna says and we notice he's holding a box of peach pie in his right hand. "We were just doing shots. Let me give you a shot glass, buddy." Dad says and Alaric downs his. "Here. Use mine." Jenna says and downs hers, walking off with Dad. "She doesn't like me very much." Damon says to Mason. "We haven't met. Mason Lockwood." Mason says, offering his right hand. "Oh sure. Damon Salvatore." Damon says, shaking his hand. "I know. I heard great things about you." Mason says. "Really? That's weird. I'm a dick." Damon says and looks at Mason and I. "How do you two know each other?" He asks. "I used to babysit this one." Mason says, putting his right arm over my shoulders. "I am gonna use the bathroom. Still second room on the left upstairs?" Mason asks, walking up the stairs. "The walls don't move." I say and we all laugh. Once we hear Mason shut the door, I feel I'm pinned against the wall and see Damon's hand on my throat. "What the hell are you doing?" I ask. "Seriously, Dimitri? Not even gonna try to wear plain clothes like Smartass Gilbert?" He asks. "Damon. I'm Adam. You saved.. me from being hit by that car." I say and he immediately removes his hand as I gasp and he pulls me into a right hug. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He says, resting his chin on top of my head. "It's okay. I just decided on wearing contacts and a nice shirt today. Guess I can't do that." I say and he lets me go. "We should really color coat the four of you or something." He says and I laugh.

We're all in the living room playing Picture Draw and Damon draws another wolf but this one is in a tutu, and eveetyone is trying to guess it. "Dress! Ballerina!" Elena exclaims. "Puppy! Puppy with a tutu!" Caroline exclaims. "No. No." Damon says. "Dog. Hound dog." Jenna says. "Dances with Wolves." Mason says and we all look at him. "Mason wins.. again." Damon says as he and I look at each other. "How is that a wolf?" Jenna asks and Damon walks into the kitchen to look for Elena as Mason puts his right arm over my shoulders. "Wanna go to Adam's room?" He whispers in my ear and I'm confused for a moment. He thinks I'm Dimitri. "Sure." I whisper back, smiling at him and take his right hand, leading him upstairs to my room and playfully push him on the bed. "Wow, someone's happy to see me. Aren't you, Dimi?" He asks and takes his shirt off, throwing it on the floor as I get on top of him, rubbing his chest as I pretend to be Dimitri. "Did you find what I asked for?" I ask, pinning his arms above his head. "No, I haven't found the moonstone yet. But I will, don't worry." He says and inches his lips to mine, and I put my right index finger on them. "Moonstone first." I say and get off him, and walk out of the room to join the others for peach cobbler.

We're all sitting down as Damon walks over with the peach cobbler and a silver serving tool as I'm sitting by Mason on his right side. "Mason. Why don't you start us off?" Damon asks, setting the cobbler down in front of him and he looks at the silver serving tool. "Sure." He says and turns the cobbler around, pulling a piece out and onto his plate with his left hand as we all look at him. "What? I apologize. I'm an animal." Mason says, licking his fingers and kisses my cheek. "You smell like peaches. I hate peach." I say, crossing my arms at him, and Damon and I look at each other, and he sits down. "So Mason, you and Jenna never dated?" Dad asks. "She was always lost in Logan Fell land." Mason says, inertwining his fingers with mine under the table, and I playfully glare at him. "My first mistake. Mason was a catch. He had girls and boys lining up." Jenna says, walking in with coffees, sets them down and then sits down. "Really? I always pegged you for a lone wolf." Damon says. "Damon is a huge movie buff. He loves all those old wolf movies." I say, smiling. "I'm sure I wasn't half the lady killer you were. How about a toast? To new friends." Mason says and they all raise their glasses, clinking them.

I'm in the kitchen as I'm cleaning up the dishes and Damon walks in. "What's going on with you and Mason Lockwood?" He asks. "He thinks I'm Dimitri as well. So, I well, you know. Tried to seduce him when he's the one who suggested to go to my room to have sex." I say. "And did he say anything?" He asks. "Well, I pretended to be Dimitri and he told me what he's after. Something called the Moonstone. Which I have no idea what it is or does." I say and we high five each other. "Good work, Smartass Gilbert." He says. "He'll probably figure it out eventually that I'm not Dimitri when he talks to him. But at least we know what they're here for." I say, smiling.