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Chapter 6: Crazy meets Conspiracy

The hugging continued for a long time. Eventually, though, Joy had to use the bathroom. The second she left the room, everyone let go of their sibling and pushed each other away. All except for Peter and Aidan, who were still trying to turn each other into chocolate.

"All right everyone, this has gone on for long enough. I say we do something about this crazy bitch," stated Damon.

"What exactly are you planning on doing?" asked Stefan sharply. He didn't like Joy any more than anyone else in the room did, but let's face it; no one wanted a dead body on their hands. He'd had too much experience covering up murders to want to repeat the experience, especially since he had joined Klaus.

"What happened to the ripper?" complained Klaus. "I thought I'd brought you over to the darker side of your nature!"

"Believe me, Klaus, five minutes on bunny blood was enough to change him back to his forehead-y, brooding, diary-writing self," Damon remarked with his trademark smirk.

"What do you mean, to the dark side?" Herman asked.

"Wait, what? Is Star Wars on?" Sherman asked excitedly. Herman looked at his brother angrily. Some people were just plain stupid.

Cerulean sighed. "Look, the lady annoys the hell out of me, but I've seen I Know What You Did Last Summer enough times to know that ending up with a dead body is never a good thing. Seriously, what are you planning to do?"

Meanwhile, no one noticed that her twin had run out the door screaming, "Freedom! Freedom!" and began to bludgeon the metal stand engraved 'Counselor Joy: Sibling Therapy' with a wooden baseball bat. Where she had gotten it, no one knew. Yet, she was pounding away at it like had been the cause of all of her problems. Cerulean would later attempt to reason with her moody sister.

After watching the angry girl beat the sign for a few minutes, they turned back to Damon too continue the plan. "You know," Liz scolded, "you can't plan a murder with the sheriff. I mean, this is a messed up town. Just look at that," she turned and gestured to Apocalypse, who was still beating and screaming at the sign. She continued, "But I have to draw the line somewhere. I can't let you plan a murder right under my nose."

Damon smirked and did his flirty eye thing. "Oh, Liz. I wasn't planning on killing her. I was thinking more along the lines of stealing her car."

The others stared, bewildered. "What would that accomplish?" Elijah asked. "You can't exactly do much to a person by stealing their car."

"Well, just look at what happened to Stefan when I stole his." The others stared.

"Aren't you going to tell us what happened?" Sherman asked.

Damon smiled. "Okay, but this is a loooooong story. Here's what happened."

flashback

Damon was lying on the couch, when his cell phone rang. Hmmm. Stefan and Elena were upstairs, so it couldn't be them. Caroline was off shopping with Bonnie. Even if it was Caroline, he wouldn't have answered, because he honestly did not care if she bought the green top with black stripes, or the black top with green stripes. That only left Alaric.

"Hey dude, what's up?" Damon said in a bored voice.

"Damon, I've got some news. You know that girl, Andie Starr, you used to date?"

Damon smirked. "Yeah, I saw her longer than any girls I dated since …" he paused, thinking hard. "Oh, yeah! 1982. Anyway, what's your point?"

"Okay, I ran into her earlier today, and she started going on and on about this bar she went to on Saturday. I thought it sounded really cool, and seeing as you have no life, you could come with me. What do you say?" Alaric paused, obviously out of breath.

Damon also paused. Alaric just insulted him, but he had no plans. Why not? "Why not?" he responded. "I've got no plans, you've got no plans, and if Andie still lives up to her reputation, I can meet some interesting people." By this he meant more pretty women.

So, Damon got ready. He was supposed to pick up Rick in his car, but it was out of gas, and he was too lazy to pay. So, he borrowed Stefan's sports car, without asking his permission. Damon picked Rick up from his apartment, and drove to the bar, which was a good 34 miles away. They had a good time. Damon met plenty of women to flirt with, but Rick was still not over Jenna. He just sulked into drink.

After many hours, flirting, and drinks, Damon and Rick climbed into the car. However, they were both drunk. They made it about 40 feet before they were pulled over by some cops. Considering their extreme levels of intoxication, it was lucky they even made it that far.

"All right, out of the car," the female cop yelled. The two men got out of the car. Damon forgot to pretend to be human. He stared into the cop's eyes, pulling her into compulsion.

"Follow me into my car," he commanded. The cop obeyed. She followed him into the car, leaving Alaric outside. He began to slur about the different colored houses, but then passed out on the sidewalk.

Meanwhile, Damon and the cop were making out. It was getting pretty hot, until he snapped her neck. Blood got all over Stefan's seats. "Whoops," Damon managed to get out, before licking some of the blood off. He then turned on the radio and began to drive. 'Blow' by Ke$ha, came on. He began to scream, "BACK DOOR CRACKED, WE DON'T NEED A KEY! WE GET IN FOR FREE! NO VIP SLEAZE!" and paid less attention to the road. He narrowly avoided running several people over, but it was the middle of the night and not many people were out.

Eventually, he managed to get home in one piece. However, as he was attempting to parallel park into the garage, 'Party in the USA' by Miley Cyrus came on. Jumping up in shock ( because he really didn't like that song), he pressed the gas pedal too hard and Stefan's car crashed through the walls and ended up in the living room of the usually neat Boarding House.

"Whoops," Damon said. Then, he staggered off to bed and passed out.

End of Flashback

The others stared in amazement at his story. Peter and Aidan, who had finally accepted the fact that neither was going to turn to chocolate, stood there, eyes huge with awe.

"Damon! You drove drunk!" exclaimed the sheriff in horror. "You were DWI-ing! I could arrest you for that!"

"I wasn't dealing with it! I was driving while intoxicated!" Damon shouted.

"Wait, hold on," Stefan said slowly. "So you left Alaric alone. In some random town in the middle of nowhere. Passed out drunk on the sidewalk. Isn't he your drinking buddy?"

"Oh. Riiiiight. Shit, I knew I forgot something," Damon responded.

Then, Joy returned from her extremely long bathroom break.

"Okay, friends, what did I miss?" she asked excitedly. Everyone in the room froze and exchanged glances that would have seemed suspicious to a decent counselor, but not to a moron like Joy.

"Nothing," they all said. Apocalypse was still abusing the sign outside.

End Of Chapter 6

Authors' Note: In the next chapter, they begin their crazy plan. Review! Please!