I lost a bit of momentum with Future, Imperfect. It will be back, I just need to get a few things straight.
In the meantime, please enjoy my personal Steroline snow globe headcanon. Set in S1, Lexi is dead, Grams is alive.
Enjoy
"Take a name!" Caroline waved the envelope aggressively under Stefan's nose.
"I'm sorry?" He replied, confused.
"Don't be." She snapped. "Take a name."
As Caroline Forbes was a force of nature, he decided to do as she said and meekly drew a slip of paper from the envelope. He unfolded it, taking in the name written in neat cursive hand.
"Don't tell me. It's meant to be a secret as in SECRET Santa. Didn't they have that in whatever podunk place you were living before? Whatever. It's a $15 limit." She waved a hand dismissively and sauntered off.
Used to her hostility, partly due to his rejection of her advances and partly because Damon was his brother, he wondered how the hell he was supposed to buy something half way decent for so little money.
It was T minus two hours to the Secret Santa gift exchange. Stefan felt a bit of a heel leaving it so damn late, but he had had to order something from eBay and the seller had been slow to post. Fortunately, he just about had time to sort it. Stefan had decided to get creative; his room, full of nick knacks, was a treasure trove of cool stuff carefully collected over 150 years.
Sat at his desk, his fingers brushed over the vintage Disney snow globe. He remembered buying it in Florida with Lexi who had told him he was the biggest cheese ball ever and he needed to get over himself. God he really missed her, even when she was being sassy. It was hardly his fault that the tale of Peter Pan, the boy who never grew up, had spoken to him since the 1900s when he had read J M Barrie's first edition. The globe contained his favourite character from the film and was the absolute best fit for the recipient of the gift. She had had a hard time recently and deserved something special.
Unfortunately, being nearly 40 years old, the contents had turned murky with slime so Stefan had carefully levered it open, emptied and cleaned the glass globe and just needed to refill it with a concoction of glycerine and glitter. He grinned as he slid the bung back into bottom, his task complete. The globe was the good as the day he had bought it.
"For pity's sake, Stefan." A sneery voice echoed from across the room. Why did he constantly forget to shut his door? "You're a vampire, not an eight-year-old girl."
"Well, brother. You won't know a classic tale if it smacked you in the face." He snarked back. "What do you want?"
"Aside from ensuring your eternity of misery continues, I wanted to find out how far you had got with the Bennett witches. Have you found the grimoire?"
"No." He half lied. "Not yet."
"I don't believe you." Damon's lips twitched nastily. "You never were a good liar, Stefan." He vamped into the room and snatched the snow globe from his brother's hands. "I'll ask you again. Where is the grimoire?"
"I. Don't. Know." He replied trying to keep the tremble from his voice as he attempted to swipe back the globe.
"Tut tut. You know it does work like that. You have something I want and I have something you want. Care to trade?"
"For the last time, I don't know where the grimoire is. Now give that back." Stefan growled.
Damon smirked, knowing he had him. "Too bad. I'll just have to hold onto this..." He tossed the ornament up into the air. Stefan took his chance and flew in trying to grab it, only he missed and it fell to the floor shattering into a thousand pieces.
"Oh dear." Damon smirked, over his shoulder as he left. "Someone's not getting their Secret Santa gift. Remember, I know everything. You don't want to cross me."
The threat still lingering in the air, Stefan attempted to clean up the mess while frantically wondering where he was going to get a new gift from at this late stage.
Caroline kept a tight ship when it came to event planning. She expected perfection both from herself and everyone else involved. She had eye rolled when Elena had suggested including the boys in this year's Secret Santa exchange. Caroline had made sure that her friend hadn't pulled Stefan's name and vice versa. Other than that, she had no idea who had who. For her, finding out who the identity of the mystery gift giver was as exciting as receiving the gift itself.
So, she was beyond pissed that, Tyler, Jeremy, Elena and Stefan were all late.
"Quit stressing, babe. They'll get here when they get here." A pair of arms wrapped around her waist. She found it more irritating than comforting.
"It's just..." She sighed. "Why can't people follow instructions?"
Matt didn't bother answering as Tyler walked into the Mystic Grill and he obviously felt bro hugging him was more important.
"Sorry, Care. I'm sure Stefan, Elena and Jer are on their way." Bonnie was trying to placate her, but at least, she was being kindly about it.
"Thanks Bon. How are you..." Her question was interrupted by Elena and Jeremy. Everyone gathered round the Gilberts greeting them warmly.
"Where's Stefan?" Caroline huffed, desperate to get the show on the road.
Elena tossed her hair. "He called me earlier to say there's been some sort of emergency." She replied vaguely.
"Well, if he's not here in five minutes, we'll have to start without him."
Elena blinked her big doe eyes and cocked her head to one side. "But surely that will just ruin everything."
Caroline seethed. Elena was right, but that didn't mean she had to like it. Bonnie, scenting drama, quickly stepped in. "How about we order some chilli cheese fries and play some pool while we wait for Stefan?"
"Good idea, Bon. He won't be long." Elena breezed off to the bar to order, all self-assurance and annoying perfection.
Caroline felt her face twist sourly, but she kept her true feelings at bay. This was supposed to be fun. So why didn't it feel that way?
Half an hour later, Bonnie was crowned the undisputed pool champion. Tyler had vowed to 'go easy on her' so Caroline had her suspicions about just exactly how Bonnie had won, but she kept it to herself. Finally, Stefan appeared and dropped an attractively wrapped gift into the box Caroline had prepared to aid anonymity. Clapping her hands, she gathered the reluctant participants around and started to dole out the gifts,
As the present pile got smaller, Caroline's hope that Stefan would be the one who bought her gift started to rise. She was excited, he was great at that kind of thing, thoughtful and sweet. The other boys had gone jokey. Matt had bought Tyler a mankini and a bottle of lube, what Tyler bought Elena should never be talked about in polite company, even Jeremy who had the unenviable task of buying for the guy who has everything bought Stefan a joke book to go with the latest John Grisham. Caroline, however, couldn't imagine Stefan not taking this seriously.
"Last but not least." She squealed as she picked out her gift, even if the rest of the table had since lost interest. Eagerly, she opened the box and started to root around in the shredded tissue paper. It wasn't easy to locate, but her fingers finally located something round and plastic-y. She frowned a little, but gamely persevered lifting out the object.
It was a key chain.
A snow globe key chain.
Of Mystic Fucking Falls.
"Oh dude." She heard Tyler say.
"Cheers Stefan. You just made my life so much easier, setting the Christmas present buying bar that low!" She could hear the smirk in Matt's voice.
She composed herself. "Thank you, Stefan." She said tightly. "At least, it's useful." She let out a tinkly laugh, hiding her humiliation. "Who's up for another game of pool?" She heard whoops and hollers and felt Matt press a distracted kiss to her cheek.
"I love my bracelet. Thanks again. Are you okay?" Bonnie asked, the only one left behind.
"Of course." More tinkly laughter. "Why wouldn't I be? Go on, Bon. You have a title to defend."
When everyone was gone, she picked up and twirled the snow globe. Her mom would probably say 'you don't give to receive', but that didn't make this feel any less shit. As no one was looking, she decided to get some air. As soon as she left the Grill, the mask cracked, she buried her head in her hands and let the tears roll unchecked down her face. She had had such high hopes for junior year. Where the hell did it go so wrong?
"Caroline?"
Oh fuck. The one person she did not want to see was stood directly in front of her. She kept her hands to her face hoping he would take a hint and sling his hook.
He didn't.
In fact, he put his hand on her forearm and said her name again.
She looked up.
"I'm sorry. Look, I screwed up. I had another gift and I misplaced it. Quick Stop aren't the best for last minute gifts." He smiled apologetically.
"It's alright." Being mad at Stefan was hard work.
"No, it really isn't." He said earnestly. "So, I bought you this as well, but it was a bit over the limit and I didn't want to embarrass anyone." He seemed to magic a huge box of her and her mother's favourite chocolates out of thin air. She imagined the two of them sitting down together watching Dancing with the Stars while passing the box back and forth. "The snow globe was a bad idea?"
Surprised to see the offending item still in her hand, she held it up. "I mean maybe if it was from London or Stockholm or Rio de Janerio, it might have been cooler."
"But Caroline." He fixed her with his serious look. "In 18 months' time, high school will be over and you'll be leaving Mystic Falls, off to college, travelling or just taking on the world. I guess I thought this way you could take a bit of home with you."
She looked up at him and they locked eyes for a second. Her heart fluttered under the warmth of his gaze. Looking at Stefan Salvatore should not feel this good. He was out of bounds and she had a boyfriend.
"It's still a shit gift!" She exclaimed, breaking the tension.
He chuckled. "Come on, it's cold out here. Let's go and watch Bonnie kick Tyler's ass again. Her talent is almost supernatural." He winked at her. And despite the chilly in the air, Caroline felt warmer than she had in a while.