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Mystic Falls
A/N: Sorry for not updating sooner. We've both been really busy with online schooling, along with teachers telling us 'We hope you're doing well in this stressful time' until they give you a whole bunch of assignments. Anyway, we'll try to update more often. It'll be difficult for when both of us find time, but we'll try.
Third person p.o.v.
Arabella and Damon were walking down the stairs of the Salvatore house. However, two dead girls laid at the bottom of the steps. Arabella looked to Damon with an eyebrow raised, but he just shrugged. The two stepped over them and walked into a room.
Girls covered in blood were playing a game of twister while Stefan spinned the wheel.
"Uh-oh. Alexandra, left hand please." Stefan said as a girl came over to him and offered her hand. Stefan bit into it as Arabella leaned against the doorway.
"Hey, Stef. The 2 brunettes on the staircase owe me a Persian rug." Damon says to him, pointing at the two dead girls. Arabella nodded along with him.
"You mean, they owe us a Persian rug?" Stefan corrects. "It's my house too, brother. Sister. Ooh! Would you like a spin?"
Arabella walked down to him and grabbed the spinner from his hand. She spun it, landing on right hand. She pointed to one of the girls, who gave her her hand. She bit into the girl's hand while Damon looked at her.
"What are you doing?" He asked in disbelief.
Arabella pulled away and turned to her brother. "Well, I hate Stefan without his humanity if he does something reckless. But this, it's expected. I've gotten used to it and learned to accept it while you both hated each other from afar. It's like I was in the middle of a game of tug-a-war."
Stefan smiles while Damon nods. "So this is what Klaus had in mind when he compelled you to protect Elena and Arabella?"
"I don't need protecting, by the way." Arabella inputs.
Stefan gestures to the girls. "These ladies are helping me be all that I can be."
A knock at the door interrupts their conversation. Damon goes to open the door while Stefan spins again.
Rebekah stood on the other side as Damon opened it. She was carrying bags as she walked inside, ignoring Damon's questioning gaze.
"Where's Arabella?" She asked, coming in.
"Who the hell are you?" Damon asks, closing the door.
"Bekah!" Arabella yelled happily, getting up from her seat and pulling Rebekah into a hug.
"Hey, Bella." Rebekah says, but pulls away. "He left me here. My brother actually left me here."
Arabella pouts as Stefan turns to the Original. "Oh, I'm sorry. Your tone implies that we're actually supposed to care."
"You're Klaus's sister?" Damon asks.
"Rebekah. Pleasure, I'm sure." Rebekah introduces, turning to Damon.
She turns back to Stefan. "Which one's my room?"
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𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘 - Klaus Mikaelson (1)
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