Author's Note- This is just a little story that came to my mind because I see that there aren't many de-aging fics. This story takes place right after the ending of Season 2 except that Stefan never became the ripper and left with Klaus. So anyways hope you like this first chapter!
I had just came back from school, finally. Another thing I don't have to worry about since it was the last day. Elena decided to go visit her family for the summer, so I won't be able to see her until school starts again. That means I'll be stuck with Damon all summer. I arrive home and started heading towards my room but then I heard crying coming from Damon's room. It couldn't be Damon because it sounded like a child's cry. Let's just hope he didn't kidnap anyone. I slowly go over to his room. I hesitated but then I finally opened the door. I saw a boy that looked about 3 or 4 years old with red eyes from crying to much on the bed. Who was he? I walked over to him and he had black curls and icey blue eyes. I gasped when I finally realized who it was. It's impossible, says the vampire says who lives in a town full of vampires, witches, and werewolves. I finally agree that is true after I see the oversized shirt that he's wearing.
"Damon?" I finally ask him. He looks up and finally realizes that I'm here. His eyes are wide open. Definitely Damon.
"Stefan?" He says in a squeaky voice. He remembers me so that must be good, right?
"What happened to you?" I say and sit next to him on the edge of the bed.
"This big, bad witch came and made me like this! She said it was a message from Klaus." He answers between sobs.
"Your crying for that? You do know we know a witch who can probably fix you." I say with a grin. Damon would never cry in front of people. He gave me a death glare.
"I don't know what's wrong with me, Stefan! It's this weird emotion thing that kids get! You better fix me or else I'll kill you!" He answered with anger. I smiled, I couldn't take him seriously with that squeaky voice. He gave me another glare.
"Fine, but we definitely need to get you some clothes first." I tell him while looking at his oversized shirt. He gave me a look.
"There is no way I'm going out like this in public!" He yelled back at me. Since he doesn't want to, I'm definitely going to make him come with me. He looked at my face and he knew that he was going. He then stood up on the bed.
"You can't make me!" He said and stopped his foot on the bed. He was really acting like a little toddler. When he saw that I didn't change my mind, he opened his mouth trying to vamp out but nothing happened. I had a look of confusion and Damon's face was full of worry. He tried again but nothing happened.
"No, No, No, No!" He started saying. He took off his daylight ring and went straight to the window where the sun was.
"Damon!" I yelled but nothing happened to him. He started crying again.
"I can't be human!" He said angry. I focused on him and sure enough I could hear a heart beat. I got up and kneeled down to where he was. I comforted him and he started crying into my shoulder. Even though I despise Damon, this must be one of his worst days ever. Then I regret what I do next. I pick him up and speed him towards the car and put him in the backseat. His face was full of anger and tears.
"I'm going to kill you!" He said and reached towards me. His seatbelt was on him and he couldn't take it out. Do toddlers not know how to work that thing? I went to the Driver's seat and turned on the car. I know Damon needs a car seat but this is the best he's got. His face was still full of anger.
"We're going to buy you some stuff you'll probably need, Damon. Then I'll call Bonnie to see if she can fix you." I said adding the last part. He calmed down when I mentioned that we were going to fix him but he was probably still mad.
When we arrived I unbuckled his seat belt and waited for him to get out. He didn't budge.
"Damon get out of the car!" I said annoyed.
"No!" He answered back at me. Why are kids so stubborn?
"Damon, you could get your ass out of the car or I'll carry you out!" I said sternly. Two seconds later, he finally got out. We were at a store a little bit out of town, knowing Damon wouldn't want to be where he knew people. I grabbed a cart and picked him up when he wasn't noticing, and put him in the cart seat.
"Put me down, Stefan!" He started yelling.
"And let you run around the store freely? No way." I said back. Damon would run away as fast as he could to just get out of here. As least this way I can keep an eye on him. I grabbed him a white plain shirt and a black plain shirt. Damon was just pouting through out the whole way. Suddenly his eyes widen and he was jumping on his seat pointing at something.
"I want it!" He said with excitement. I finally decided to look what was all the fuss was about. It was a miniature leather jacket. Why do they makethese for kids?
"No, Damon." I said and started pushing the cart again.
"I want it!" He said whining. He is getting really on my nerves. We need to fix him as soon as possible.
"I said no, Damon! Now shut up and stop being such a brat!" I yell back at him. That's when I regret it. Damon starts crying loudly again and people start staring at me. I grunt and put the leather jacket in the cart. He finally stops crying. I grabbed the rest of the stuff and payed for them.
"It's kind of fun to piss you off, Stefan." He said with a smirk. I roll my eyes and we head to the restroom. We both enter and I pass him the bag of clothes.
"Change quick so we can go talk to Bonnie." I say while giving him the bag angrily.
"Jeez, aren't you grumpy." He said with a devious smile and entered a stall. A few minutes passed by and he was still in there.
"What takes so long to change?" I say to him.
"Well, I'm trying to look cool while being a kid Stefan. It's not that easy you know." He said. A few seconds later he came out. He fixed his hair like it used to be. He was wearing some black jeans with the plain white shirt. And of course his leather jacket, but the thing that stood out the most was the sunglasses he was wearing.
"Where did you get those?" I say concerned. He better have not stole them.
"I threw it in the cart when you were'nt looking. So how do I look?" He asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes.
"Cute. Come on let's go." I said desprate. I kind of miss the old Damon now. He gave me a look.
We arrive towards the car and I set up the car seat I bought him.
"No way I am sitting on that thing!" Damon says to me while stepping back.
"It's only going to be for a little while. And I can't really compell a cop well if he pulls us over." I say which is true.
"This is so stupid." He said to himself and finally sat in the car seat. I put the seat belt and went over to the Driver's seat. I got my phone and called Bonnie.
"Hello?" She aswered.
"Hey, Bonnie where are you?" I asked her.
"Uh, Jeremy's house. Why? Something wrong?" She said worried.
"Um, kind of. Just stay there, I need your help." I say to her. If I tell her that it's Damon, she wouldn't really want to help.
"Okay, sure." She said unsure. I hanged up and started driving. Let's just hope this is all going to be over soon.
Author's Note- Hope you liked it. I created this for fun, so please review or favorite if you want me to continue the story or not. I might update if you guys think its interesting!
