After Damon drank from human people, he was confident that Stefan wouldn't be stronger than him. He fled to the club Stefan could be-and there he entered inside to find darkness everywhere and blaring music-people dancing. Resisting the urge to snack on a few girls again, he sniffed-followed the scent of his brother.

He located Stefan sitting on a stool bar surrounded by hot girls and flirting with them. Damon sighed-he used to do that after he ran of with Elena. Good times, he thought. He walked down there and said, "Excuse me ladies but I need to steal him for a moment,"he said it sarcastically. Then he swooped down and wrapped one arm around Stefan's stomach, lifting him and carrying him away with one arm.

Stefan sighed and rolled his eyes, letting himself be whisked away by Damon. Damon walked fast to the bathroom hallway where there was no one. Yet. He set down Stefan and slammed up against the wall, both arms on the side of him like a cage so he wouldn't get out.

Stefan only did a fake-surprised face-,"Oooh big Damon drank human blood didn't he? Oh and big Damon thinks that he's stronger than me?," Stefan laughed as if it were a joke. Damon struggled not to kill his brother.

"Okay Damon, what trash you want to tell me now? And hurry up because I got some hot chicks waiting for me," Stefan said smirking at Damon. Stefan looked and acted exactly like Damon-he showed no emotion and he didn't care than Elena was dead.

"Stefan you don't have to act like this because of Elena and me," Damon said, causing his brother to raise an eyebrow.
"Act like what Damon? Nobody's acting, this is who I really am Damon-what you expected me to stay as the little emotional pathetic boy I was? Sorry to dissapoint you," Stefan chuckled, and put his hands on Damon's arms, pushing it down in attempt for Damon to let go-but in return he got Damon's smirk.

"Yay big Damon proved himself he's strong,"Stefan raised an eyebrow in amusement, then he punched Damon on the face so hard he heard a crack and Damon was on the floor rubbing his cheek.
"Oh nevermind! Oh and Damon, you can't change me if that's what your thinking so you can go back the hell wherever you came from, and next time, I'll leave you worse than that," Stefan mused, giving one swift kick but hard at Damon's side.

Damon was on the floor as he watched Stefan about to leave- anger built inside him and somehow he got up and threw himself at Stefan, slammed him against the wall, grabbing both of his wrists in one hand and grabbing his throat in the other. But Stefan didn't seem alarmed, on the contrary.

He sighed sadly. "Damon I'll ask once- let me go or face the fight I'll give you," Damon growled. "No way in hell little brother, I'm stronger than you-," Stefan ripped his hands away from the grip of Damon and kicked him in the legs, Stefan grabbed him and kicked both of Damon's legs that he heard a crack.

"Katherine taught me that," Stefan said amused as he watched Damon crumble to the floor. He tapped his chin.
"She said paralyzed from the legs- and it's a good thing I didn't kill you this time," Damon's eyes widened when he said that- he couldn't feel his legs at all.
"Stefan!," Damon said threatingly.

"Maybe I should leave you here, and spend the rest of your eternity paralyzed," He said, but Damon yelled out a no.
"Damon, remember that promise you made me? 'An eternity of misery'? I'm only returning the favor," Stefan said who was now leaning in to Damon and whispered the words into Damon's ear.

"Unparalyze me now," Damon demanded and Stefan clicked his tongue. "Only because I'm in a good mood," he responded and lifted Damon up, kicking his legs again and Damon could walk.

"It's a good thing Katherine taught me that too," He said.
"Since when did Katherine teach you that?! Where is she?!," Damon demanded once again.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me Damon, so start getting used to it," Stefan said irritated and walked away.

"How the hell did he learn how to do that?!," muttered Damon as he picked himself up.

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Damon walked out of the bathroom hallway and set out to find Stefan- he wasn't done with him yet. He found him dancing with a couple of other girls surrounding him and he didn't like the way some guys stared at his baby brother. Protectiveness built inside him, and he quickly walked to Stefan, grabbing him like he grabbed him before, one arm around his stomach.
"Oh you've finally joined the party! Oh don't be a partyyyyy ppooooooperr," his voice was slugged, and it was obvious he was drunk. Stefan put his arms against Damon's chest, trying to push away, but only caused Damon to hold him closer; he practically carried him out of the club-Stefan who kept trying to break away, Damon opened the car to his door and sat him on the passenger seat as a chair.

"Ooooo you got a new car, better than the old one that's for sure," Stefan said trying to sit upright, and finally he had to grasp Damon's shoulders to be upright.

"Damon I need to go-it was nice beating you up," Stefan then hopped off, not even cringing when he shoved Damon's arm out of the way.
"Where do you think you're going?," he growled.
"Oh is big Damon worried about me? Oh don't be a worrywart- I'm leaving you alone isn't that what you want? Go back to Elena," he said, but Damon grabbed his arm, pulling him down and before he knew it, they were face to face, Damon's hand on Stefan's neck.

"Elena's dead Stefan. I am sorry for all the pain we caused you, but that doesn't mean you have to act like...," Damon was going to say himself, but he stopped. For a second, Damon saw the emotional Stefan in his eyes-the loveable carring Stefan-

Stefan punched him in the stomach, causing Damon to fall to the floor.
"Don't you ever touch me again! And you're glad I didn't paralyze you for good this time!," Stefan yelled, clearly angry.