For angryzen: who wants to know who is responsible for locking Damon and Bonnie in the cellar. Hope you like

Late Night Story

Giovanni Salvatore was bored. Mommy and Daddy were out having what Uncle Mutt (Daddy said Uncle Matt liked that name) called a "date night." What the heck was a "date night" anyway? Then he remembered watching some reruns of a show called "True Blood" with his Daddy and the girl went out on a date with a vampire. They ended up kissing and doing something Mommy yelled at Daddy that he shouldn't be watching. "They don't need a date to kiss," thought the young vitch (vampire + witch = vitch). "They kiss ALL the time and Daddy's always touching all over Mommy."

Gio decided to go to his parents' room to find some fun stuff. He opened a nightstand drawer and found handcuffs. "Guess Mommy and Daddy were playing cops and robbers," he thought. "Oh well nothing fun in here." He closed the drawer and sat on his parents' bed and looked around the room. That's when he saw it: the special book Mommy was always reading. A gremlin or greenwar, is what Mommy called it. Daddy just called it her magic cookbook. Maybe he could find a good recipe for cupcakes in it. The book was atop the tall armoire, just waiting for him to take a look. He tried jumping and standing on a chair but nothing worked. Feeling defeated he sat on the floor and stared at the book, when suddenly it moved a bit. Gio concentrated a little harder and the booked moved closer to the edge. Finally Gio squinted his eyes and focused his whole mind on nothing but the book. The book flew over the edge and landed on the floor in front of Gio with a loud thud. He had gotten it down, but unfortunately it had made enough noise to bring his wardens upstairs.

"Giovanni Bennett Salvatore!" Aunt Caroline yelled, with her hands on her hips. Uncle Matt had come upstairs too and picked up the preschooler. "You are supposed to be in bed. And what are you doing with your mother's grimoire?" Caroline continued

Turning on his most charming smile, Gio batted his blue eyes at Caroline, "But Aunt Care-Bear, I can't sleep. I think I need a story, that's why I was trying to get Mommy's book."

Unable to stay angry at her godson, Caroline shook her head and rolled her eyes, "Heaven help the female population of Mystic Falls. You are your father all over again."

"Thanks," he replied.

"Trust me, it wasn't a compliment," Matt said as he followed Caroline to Gio's room to retuck him in.

"I still want a story," Gio insisted.

Caroline lay down next to Gio, "I have just the perfect story for you."

She began talking, as Matt sat in the rocking chair next to the fire-engine bed, "Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess named Bonnie and she was in love with an evil troll...

Flashback:

"That's it! I'm done playing dodge"fire"ball," Matt said as he entered the living room of the Salvatore Boardinghouse. "All I was trying to do was park my car, and Damon said something to Bonnie and somehow my tires got melted."

"Oh please that's nothing," Tyler said from his spot on the sofa. "I'm still growing hair from when he called her "a virgin with a magic wand stuck up her ass."

"Stefan, we've got to do something about them. I think every person in this has been up close and personal with fire or has had to duck when Damon throws a Scotch glass in Bonnie's general direction," Elena said.

"What are can we do Elena? With all the supernatural things that go on in this town, we need both of them to fight," Stefan replied.

"I say we just lock them in the cellar so they can deal with their UST. That's the only way they're going to ever get along," Caroline said, blowing her freshly painted nails dry. When she got no response she looked up to find all eyes were staring at her with similar confused looks.

"UST?" Alaric asked.

"Unresolved Sexual Tension. Oh c'mon, don't tell me I'm the only one that sees that those two want each other," Caroline laughed.

"I think the fumes from the nail polish have gone to your head," Jeremy said.

"Have none of you noticed that whenever we fight, Damon places himself between Bonnie and immediate danger? Or that when Bonnie sets Damon on fire, she usually starts at the hem of his pants, or she "misses" with a fireball? If they weren't so stubborn the two of them would have some type of combined name like Bamon or Donnie by now," Caroline said.

"So what do you suggest we do, Miss Matchmaker?" Matt asked his girlfriend.

"Well, we're going to need some ..."

Later that day

"Bonnie, come quick. Something's wrong with Damon," Caroline said as she grabbed Bonnie wrist.

Bonnie's heart had all but stopped. She had no time to think about why she had that reaction to hearing Damon had been hurt, she just knew she needed him to be okay. Caroline pulled her to the cellar, where she ran to a passed out Damon. She didn't notice that Caroline hadn't entered the room until she heard the heavy door slam and lock.

"What the hell, Caroline? We have to get Damon out of here he's hurt," Bonnie said, near tears.

"Actually, no he's not. We just gave him a giant dose of that sleeping potion you made. He should be getting up within the next hour. All of us are tired of you two bickering and we're not letting you out until you work something out and stop fighting with each other. And don't bother trying to unlock the door with your powers, we put a potion on it that repels them." Caroline disappeared before Bonnie could form a word to say in protest.

Damon eventually woke up and the arguing had ensued. Each blaming the other for them being in the predicament they were in.

"If you weren't such an arrogant, ego maniacal leech, I wouldn't have to set fire to you every day," Bonnie said through clenched teeth.

"If you weren't such a prissy, judgmental prude you would just admit I'm hot and fall to your knees in worship of me," Damon said his smirk well in place.

"Fuck you, asshole," Bonnie said as Damon crowded her personal space, causing her to walk backward.

"You wish," Damon replied as his eyes darkened with arousal. Without warning he pushed Bonnie against wall and his lips were on hers. The next thing Bonnie knew, she was on her back and Damon was on top of her, about to take her most precious gift.

"Last chance, little witch. If we do this, you're mine forever, and I won't ever let you go" Damon said as he looked into her passion glazed eyes.

"I know," was all Bonnie said, as she felt him surge into her...

Present Day:

"When all was quiet, the good fairy Caroline went to check and saw Princess Bonnie snuggled in the arms of the troll. But the troll wasn't a troll anymore, Bonnie's love had transformed the evil troll Damon into a handsome, but arrogant prince named Damon. Caroline freed Bonnie and Damon from the magic room and they lived happily ever and soon they even had their own little prince named Giovanni," Caroline finished. She looked down to see that Gio had fallen asleep and at her husband's prompting looked up to see that Bonnie and Damon were standing in the doorway of Gio's room with shocked looks on their faces.

"It was your idea to lock us in the cellar?" Damon asked

"Guilty," Caroline said as she rose from the bed.

"I have you to blame for me living this life?" Damon asked, still in shock.

"Yep," she said walking over to the doorway.

She and Damon were now facing each other, about an inch separating them. Damon narrowed his eyes and flared his nostrils. His arms then drew Caroline into a tight hug, "Thank you," he whispered.

"You're welcome, evil troll," Caroline replied.