𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 | 𝐭𝐯𝐝

20

Just wanted to thank you guys for reading. I'm gonna edit chapters, I promise. I know the writing sucks lol. Anyway, this is the Salvatore House rn. Sundance isn't gonna be there, but she will be mentioned. Also, prepare for lots of Damon+Sundance moments :)
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Elena awakened and Stefan kissed Elena on the cheek as Elena pulled his arm tighter around her.

"Mmm. Good morning." She smiled

Stefan: I could get used to this.
Damon: Rise and shine, sleepyheads.

Elena and Stefan both sat up, startled at Damon's presence at the end of Stefan's bed. Both of them pull the sheets up to their chins, covering up any parts they may not want Damon to see.

Elena: Damon! Please!
Stefan: What are you doing?
Damon: Oh, stop being smutty.

Stefan pulled the sheets further up on Elena, making sure she's covered up properly.

Stefan: Seriously, get out of here!
Damon: If I see something I haven't seen before, I'll throw a dollar at it. Now listen, we have some very important business to discuss.
Elena: And it has to be right now?
Damon: Well, we have lots to do, now that we're all friends and working toward a common goal.

Stefan and Elena exchange looks. Damon got up from the end of the bed and turned around to face them.

Damon: So, in order to open the tomb, we need to find the journal to get the grimoire to undo the spells. First things first-since you are Elena Gilbert, you're on journal duty.

Elena: Since when am I helping?

Damon: Well, Stefan's helping, and you've taken up residence in Stefan's bed, ergo...

Stefan: You don't have to do anything that you don't want to do.

Elena: I'll look for it tonight.

Elena laid back down in the bed, pulling the sheets over her face.

Damon: Good.

Stefan: How do we know that this journal will hold the location of the grimoire? We're really going to take the word of this vampire? He seemed like a bit of a dimwit

Damon: In lieu of any other options.

Elena pulled the sheets down and sits up suddenly.

Elena: OK, what exactly is a grimoire, anyway?

Damon: It's a witch's cookbook.

Stefan: Every spell that a witch casts is unique unto itself, so every witch would document their work.

Damon: Yeah. Cookbook.

Stefan: What about our mystery vampire? Dimwit obviously wasn't working alone, so whoever's out there knows who we are.

Damon: And I don't like that disadvantage, so...

He clapped his hands together

" Chop, chop."

He started to walk out of the room, turned around, and continued to walk backward out of the room while talking to Elena and Stefan.
"You know, I really like this whole menage a sister-brother all-around team thing. It's got a bit of a kink to it. Don't screw it up." He smirked.

"Wakey wakey!" He yelled at Sundance, who yelled and rolled over on him, wrapping him in her blanket as they fell to the floor. "Ooo la la." He wiggled his eyebrows. "This would be much more fun if we were naked." He chuckled. She got up and grabbed a pillow, then hit him with it. "Damon!" She yelled. He glanced down at her chest. She was wearing a sports bra and short shorts. "Salvatore!" She walked to her dresser and grabbed a white shirt. "What do you want?" She groaned. "Help. All hands on deck." Damon sat on her bed and played with her teddy bear. "Couldn't have waited until 12?" Sundance scoffed, taking her hair out of her messy bun. She brushed through it. "Nope. Couldn't wait that long to see your pretty face and my brother's smutty morning." Damon chuckled. "You did not-"
"Oh but I did."