"Hi welcome to Mystic Falls, home to some of the most annoying people of all time. I'm looking for my mom." The brunette pushed past him, letting herself into his home.
"Excuse you, but who are you. Why would she be here? And who even is your mother?" Damon said following the girl as she went into the parlor calling for her mother. Hold it together, Damon. She's just a human, not a threat to your wife and children . . . yet. Just remember Amelia will probably skin us if we start trouble. God she's beautiful when pissed.
"I'm Vicki. Where is she?" The brunette glared at him and he heard the door open.
"Vicki is she here?/Mom!" He turned to find two teenage boys coming in.
"I seriously have to start locking that thing. Who are you kids!"
"I'm Matt/ Jeremy."
"I was being sarca-wait Matt and Jeremy? And Vicki, which is short for Victoria." He turned around and looked at the girl again and noticed the shape of her eyes and nose, the exact shade of green that was once his best friends, and he knew. "You're them. She wasn't kidding, I'm really a father to three walking, talking bags of hormones. I'm being punished."
"No one is punishing you, Damon." Came her amused voice as she walked into the parlor.
"They're walking talking bags of hormones! You have to be punishing me!"
"Hey!/I resemble that!" came from the two boys.
"Well, I don't and if this prick calls me it again my foots gonna find itself in a land the sun hasn't ever shined before."
"You might as well get used to it." She placed a hand on her stomach. "After the diapers and crying their hormones will kick in eventually too. Be happy those two are almost done and Vicki no foot in the ass of my twins' daddy."
"Twins!"
"Are you guys on that? We knew she was pregnant! How about focusing on the fact he called himself our father?"
"Yea, what's with that?"
"Mom?" Jeremy moved to her side, watching Damon with narrowed eyes.
"It's alright Jere. How about I run to the store and make something for us to snack on while you three get to know Damon. Vicki, sweetie. Stop glaring." Vicky turned away from Damon and smiled at her, giving a nod. She glared again the moment her back was turned, the boys joining in before removing them when she turned back. "I'll make your favorites. Peanut-butter filled chocolate cupcakes for Vicki, chunky chocolate chip cookies for Matt, and pumpkin oatmeal for my Jere-bear."
"What about me?" Damon asked after watching how the three had lit up after she mentioned their favorite desserts.
"How about bourbon pecan pie cookies?"
"Bourbon?" She laughed.
"I'll be back in a bit." She grabbed her purse and walked out the door. The moment she was out of sight a terrible feeling of doom rose. He turned his head to see all three teens stood together staring him down.
"Amy! Amelia!" He ran out the door only to see her already driving away. He turned to see they followed him, smirks on their lips. "Shit."
"So Damon Salvatore, what are your intentions with our mother?" All three asked together simultaneously as he sat on the chair in front of them. All three sat on the couch, head just slightly tilted. Its like a horror film, though it would have been worse if they were actually little kids doing it. He shivered at the thought. He cleared his throat and answered
"Look, I understand you three have had her to yourselves for awhile now and I promise I'm not here to take her away. I'm just going to be joining in on your family."
"Damon!" Stefan sounded pissed as he slammed the front door and walked in only to pause when he saw them. "Damon?"
"Correction. Me and my brother will be joining your family."
"What?" Stefan looked at him utterly confused.
"Stefan meet Jeremy, Victoria, and Matt. My soon to be step-kids? Did she actually adopt you or is that something we need to add onto the list along with planning the wedding?"
"WEDDING!"
"I asked Amelia to marry me?" Damon said almost nervous at their reaction knowing how important they were to Amelia.
"Why didn't you just say that from the start?" Jeremy asked
"Yea, man. We wouldn't give you a hard time if you're serious and plan on treating Mom right. You do plan on treating her right, don't you?" Matt's voice had started friendly but gone cold the next.
"Of course, I do!" He blinked at the sudden camera flash and turned to Vicki.
"I hope so, otherwise I'm posting this pic on a herpes website." She smiled at him sweetly.
"I'm gonna have to be careful around you, aren't I?"
"No idea what you mean, fang-daddy." She said while the other two leaned back and nodded their heads frantically.
"Right. So why did you come in here screaming?" He quickly looked at Stefan and found him still standing at the doorway wide-eyed.
"Girl was killed last night." He said distractedly, unable to comprehend what he had just walked into, before snapping out of it. "An animal attack, know anything about it?" His voice hardened as he narrowed his eyes at Damon.
"Seriously? I haven't attacked anyone since the night I first got here. It probably was an animal attack there are these things called woods here in Mystic Falls." Stefan's face was skeptical. "You can ask Amelia. I was with her last night and I didn't leave."
"Ew."
