This is my little experiment.
After reading Pam/Eric fanfics and deciding that mine two stories are leading nowhere I've decided to write something different.. probably too much different.
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- My English sucks, I'm sorry for every single mistake in the text
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- I'm so thankful I could bleed...
Killing was sometimes not enough but that was something Bill didn't know, letting his humans friends shoot tons of silver bullets into his Queen's body wasn't enough, miracles happen even to Queens. Even to someone like Sophie Anne. The day they re killed her, her body was destroyed but she managed with the help of Hedley and her fairy son to survive. It was impossible to describe how furious she was, how mad she was, how much she wanted revenge. Why rushing? She moved to Paris, her home, her once called kingdom. Aw dear, she would have never expect such a visitor.
Pam needed a rest from everything and everyone, Paris seemed to be a city for her, shame it has lost its glamour, she had to move into some goddamn village because of the tourists. The villa caught her eyes and soon enough she found out it was a home for her ex Queen Sophie Anne, she didn't ask how could she survive Bill's silver bullets, why bothering? Somehow she did, it was enough. As a good neighbor she decided to pay a visit. Sophie Anne has always been a beauty, it could be fun, gossiping about their Bon Temps friends, screwing nice ladies, hating the King.. not really but still somehow her interest was caught and she didn't give up.
"Now, I would never expect you to visit"
"I brought a basket full of cookies and tea" Pam smiled, sarcastic in return.
"Chasing me around, like a dog? I didn't know I have such fans"
Pam loved that, a superior bitch to herself.
"It's never late to start kissing asses, non?"
"oh, I thought you should do that in the other part of the world? Wait, wait...
Louisiana, maybe? come in of course"
The house was was obviously stylish, no one would have expected anything less from a former Queen. Pam admired her style, white, cream, grey colors, big French windows, not crowded with furniture, she could have lived there forever.
"so dear.. Pamela, right? Why coming to see your favorite person on the world? Does Eric Northman feel bored so he wants me back for Halloween to scare Compton ?"
"Not really, honestly, I have been around and I thought I should come and say hello as a new neighbor"
"Northman is here? Why? Bon Temps and his human are not enough? Poor guy"
"Not at all, I think I'm the only one finding that place too small. He lost his brains for Sookie and I'm here to have some fun"
Sophie looked at her suspiciously, trust no one her mother said but her mother died of course lots of years ago, trusting her husband. What a mistake, weird family history. She came closer to the tall blondie, her fangs out, her eyes scanning her face, while Pam was comfortable in her hilarious flip flops, Sophie Anne needed heels to actually see her in her eyes. Her lips close to Pam's, her hand touching the blonde hair. Pam didn't move, only stared at her like she was just being glamoured.
"welcome to the neighborhood" and Sophie walked to get some blood, leaving Pam with a smirk on her face.
"aw Eric, I wish you were there. " she said to herself but hoped Eric could hear it, knowing that maybe somewhere deep it would piss him off to know that she was having fun while he was pretending to be all kind and romantic.
don't promise that it will be continued, I usually don't get much feedback and I don't know how it will all go so I hope you enjoyed this little chapter.