Okay, now I know this one is probably worse than the last chapter. But, as I said before, I plead temporary insanity. My head is pounding, my throat is itchy. I'm running a high fever. So, if this sucks (No pun intended.) blame on the fact that my brain's probably over-heated. As always, feedback? Always welcome. :) I know, I know. I'm evil. I love Damon, and I just love to torment him. I'm a sadist. If you have ideas about other ways to torture Damon please PM me or leave them in the reviews. Oh, yeah. I'm Team Damon and Team Stefan.


"Ugh." Damon groaned, feeling hazy. He felt something squirming on either side of him. Damon's eyes snapped open. Two girls were lying on either side. Damon paused, trying to remember what had happened the day before. It all came rushing back. Rage flooded through his veins.

The peace and quiet of the sleepy dawn in Mystic Falls was shattered by a terrible shout of anger "STEFAN! "

Bam, bam, bam! Stefan rushed to answer the door, before whoever was knocking, broke it off it's hinges. An angry and disgruntled Elena was standing in the doorway, wearing only her pajama's, slippers and bathrobe. Her dark hair was in a wild, angry cloud. She looked as though she'd been roused from sleep, and wasn't too happy about it. "Stefan could you tell your brother to please put a sock in it!" She snapped. Stefan looked disheartened "I tried. It's going to take an act of God to shut him up."

"Baby, what's wrong?" One of the girls asked. Damon had flickered across the room and away from them, in a milisecond. "I'm not your 'Baby'!" Damon shouted, looking affronted.

Stefan opened the door, wider, and saw half the respectable residents of Mystic Falls on his front lawn. All of them sharing the same pissed-off look that Elena wore. Stefan recognized Mayor Carol Lockwood, her son Tyler, Matt Donovan, his girlfriend Caroline Forbes, her mother the Sheriff. Alaric Saltzman, Jenna Sommers, Jeremy Gilbert and his girlfriend Bonnie Bennett. Oh, crap Stefan thought, dismayed.

Damon angrily thrust his arms into a shirt. "Don't worry. We didn't take advantage of you." The older dark-haired girl said, "This one wanted to, though." She said, gesturing to the other with her head.

"I'm sorry. I'll try to talk some sense into him." Stefan said, ushering people off his lawn. "You'd better." An angry Tyler snarled. "I will." Stefan replied.

Damon stomped downstairs and his super-fans were close behind him. "Would you stop groping me!" Damon snarled over his shoulder. "Stop it! Hands off!"

Stefan began to walk back to the Boardinghouse then froze. "Keep your hands off my ass!" that was Damon. Then titters followed Damon's order.

Damon shook them off one last time before vamping-out. A flash caused him blink. One of the girls was holding a camera. "Okay, wait. Now, turn your head to the left a little. I want light on those perfect cheek-bones."

Stefan shook his head, miserably. What fresh hell is this?

"Stop taking pictures!" Damon hissed, frustrated. The girls just giggled. "I can't believe that vampires actually show up on camera!" Bree squealed. Kay erupted into bubbly giggles "I know! I thought that was a myth!"

Stefan eased the door open, hoping to escape detection. He didn't, however, escape his brother. "Damn it! Stefan! Could you help me?" Stefan sighed, closing his eyes. "What do you want, Damon?" Stefan asked, resigned. "Well, for one, ask Witchy Girl to work her mojo and send these two home!" Damon snarled. Kay slid her arms around Damon's waist and pouted "Aww. If I didn't know any better I'd have to say that you didn't like me any more." Damon chuckled, his I'm-So-Gonna-Kill-You chuckle. "Oh, I like you. I like you as much as I like getting kicked in the teeth!" Damon growled. The girls shrank away. Stefan groaned, and left the room so he wouldn't have to deal with the repercussions of his brother's stupidity.

Kay's lower lip trembled, her eyes widened and filled with tears. She whined softly like a wounded animal. Damon clamped his hands over his ears. "Oh, please. Someone make her shut up!"

Stefan fished his i-Phone out of his pocket and quickly dialed Bonnie's phone number. After a few rings a sleepy Bonnie snapped "What?" "Hey, Bonnie. It's Stefan. I'm sorry to bother you, but I need your help . . . "

Damon growled like a jungle cat before saying through gritted teeth "I'm sorry." Kay's watering eyes immediately stopped pouring tears, as she squealed happily "My Baby!" before Damon could run, she pounced on him.

"Okay." an uncertain Stefan said, "Are you sure that's such a good idea?" Bonnie chuckled at Stefan's uncertainty. "For the umpteenth time, yes. Stefan, I'm sure. It'll do him some good, maybe. Let him reflect on his past mistakes. Just don't tell him that this was my idea." Stefan's eyebrow furrowed. "And what am I supposed to tell him?" Stefan could practically hear the smile in Bonnie's voice "You'll come up with something." Click. The line went dead. Oh, hell. Stefan thought. He could almost feel his brother's wrath when this comes back to bite him in the ass. (Get it? Bite him in the - oh, never mind.)

Damon was never so happy to see his brother in his life - well, unlife. "Stefan! Is there good news?" Stefan bit his lip, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Damon. But, Bonnie said that she didn't have the strength or power to work this spell -" "Like hell she doesn't!" Damon yelled jumping off the couch, dumping Kay onto the floor, who cried out "Ow!" Stefan glanced to her, worriedly before his brother stole his attention. "That little witch had the power to bring those two here, and she'd better have the power to send them back!" Stefan sighed, heavily before saying "She said the spell would work better on a full moon. And we've already missed this one. " Damon looked stricken as he whispered softly "No. Please, God. No." Stefan continued, talking over Damon's whispered pleas for mercy "Don't worry, Damon. It's only another month." Damon exploded "Only another month? Have you lost your -" a few choice colorful words "-ing mind?" Stefan winced, "Easy sailor, there are ladies present." Stefan called over his brother's shouts. "No! I refuse to be stuck here with these crazy bitches!" Damon screamed. "I will not stay here!" Stefan shook his head, his brother has clearly lost what little mind he had left. "Damon, calm down." Damon laughed, mirthlessly, looking crazed, but still beautiful. "No! I don't know what bass-ackwards* spell, that little witch cast that brought these two here! But, I know one thing's for damn certain. They are going back!" With that cheerful little statement Damon left the room. Stefan sighed, once more, this is going to be the longest month of his life.


*It means "Ass-backwards". It's one of my brother's favorite sayings. I thought it'd sound like something Damon would say. ;)