Inaction's and Consequences

Chapter 62

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However I decided to have a little play around with the characters (I would definitely like to play with Damon).

Next stop for Bonnie and Enzo was the shopping mall. It wasn't the high class stores where Damon normally bought his clothes from, but some of the shops did sell brands which she knew Damon would approve of. If there were enough of a selection of items, they wouldn't have much trouble getting his sizing right and ordering online, which she suspected Damon did, because there was no way he made trips to New York to buy the volume of clothes he owned.

Enzo seemed fascinated by the shopping mall. He walked past in wonderment at the different types of stores, especially the ones which contained electrical goods. Back at the Salvatore house, they hadn't had the chance to go through everything with him. He'd seen the TV hanging on the wall in the kitchen, but nobody had gone through what it did. They all knew he was aware of what a computer screen looked like, but hadn't gotten the heart to ask him whether he knew what a TV itself was. He'd learned what the kitchen essentials did and how to use them, they planned on getting to the entertainment packages later in the week.

Eventually they found a small men's boutique which had enough names she recognized to keep Damon happy with whatever Enzo chose. If Damon wanted to take him on a proper shopping spree, they'd need to go somewhere which had a greater range of sophisticated stores, however they were low on options.

Enzo began to browse the items of clothes on display with slight distaste. Fashions had changed since he'd been captured. He'd been allowed fresh clothes every now and again, but that was mainly because the clothes got covered with blood. He also got replacement shoes once every few years, which was what he'd been wearing. Damon had bigger feet than his and Stefan's were slightly smaller, which meant he hadn't been able to borrow any shoes. Therefore they were the first item Bonnie wanted him to look at however Enzo was more fascinated by the jackets.

"Clothing has definitely changed over the years." he nodded as he looked through the rails of sweaters. "Although I'm not entirely sure for the good, although..." he looked Bonnie up and down. "Women's clothes seem to have improved." he smirked. Bonnie rolled her eyes at his comment. "Calm down love." he said. "It was meant to be a compliment. Women didn't exactly wear the most fetching of attire before I was captured. And they certainly weren't as practical as today's clothes." he offered trying to appease her. He pulled a sweater from its rail. "What do you think?" he asked.

"If that's what you like." Bonnie nodded as Enzo shrunk back in frustration.

"Look, I'm just asking for a little fashion help here." Enzo told her. "Please." he asked nicely.

"Fine." Bonnie smiled and rolled her eyes again before going through the rails of clothing with him.

After what seemed like a torturous hour, they'd bought a selection of jackets, pants, sweaters, tee's, underwear and shoes. Enzo had compelled the assistant to take his measurements as if fitting for a suit, so they would have his exact size and be able to order items online. Once they'd finished with the fake suit fitting, they shopped elsewhere for jeans as Enzo was very specific with regarding which brand he preferred, and as they still existed, Bonnie took him to the relevant shop to buy them. After they'd stopped for a bite to eat, Bonnie thought they were about to go home as the skies were growing darker. However Enzo had different ideas.

"After all of these years being confined in a cell, I'd like to be able to at least smell good." he said.

"You want cologne." Bonnie raised an eyebrow.