"Got you!", Damon smirked at the terrified look on Stefan's face.
Stefan almost pushed the stake back into Damon's chest, but he thought better of it. He started to get up when he lost his footing again and landed on his ass in the blood pool.
Damon, who was weak from the blood loss could only manage a few giggles at his brother. "I wish I had a camera or better yet a video camera, this could win us one of those stupid video contests. The look on your face is priceless", Damon said in between giggles.
"I would ask if you wanted some blood, but since you find all of this so humorous, you can get it yourself", Stefan growled at his brother. He tried to stand again after crawling out of the blood pool. Once on his feet he looked at Damon and asked "are you just going to lay there naked and bleeding or do you want a hand up?"
Damon started giggling again. "A hand up, oh my brother your choice of words", Damon was breathing hard against the pain and giggles.
Stefan held his hand out to his brother. In his mind he was throwing Damon out the window and into the forest. But as much as he hated his brother he loved him as much too.
"Ha ha brother, so fucking funny." Stefan pulled Damon up and helped him back into the bathroom. The steam had dissipated and so the message was gone from the mirror.
"What the fuck?" Damon almost screamed at the mirror. "It was here, the not so funny note you left for me".
Stefan looked at Damon, "What note, what in the hell are you talking about?".
Damon, beyond pissed again, "You left me a note about kissing me you perverted homo!"
Stefan trying to keep his composure, "When you went out to feed did you happen to drink from a wino or maybe a stoner? I did not leave you a message on the mirror. And for the love of blood, I sure as hell DO NOT WANT TO KISS YOU!" Stefan all but screamed the last part of the sentence.
"If you didn't do this, then it was your snarky girlfriend", Damon bit out at his brother. "The notes I got today, the message on the mirror, it had to be someone that has been in our home and the only person that just walks on in without knocking is Elena."
"So now you are accusing Elena of trying to kiss you? You have stepped off sane train." Stefan hated the fact that Damon was accusing Elena of wanting to kiss his brother.
"Damon you need to get cleaned up and replenish the blood that you lost. I think you have either gone insane or hallucinating from lack of blood", Stefan spoke to his brother as if he were talking to a child.
"Fuck you brother", Damon ground out. He started to get up and fell back against the toilet.
Stefan held his hand out once again and Damon took it. "I am going to help you into the shower and then I am going to get you a bag of blood from the refrig" he said as he turned the shower on for Damon.
After getting Damon propped up in the shower, Stefan made his way back down stairs to the kitchen. Maybe he has finally cracked, since he found out Katherine was not in the tomb. Maybe the grief from his broken heart has made him go mad, Stefan scoffed at the last of his thoughts.
He grabbed a bag of blood from the refrig and started back up the stairs when he heard Damon shouting in the shower. He used his vampire speed to race up the stairs to the doorway of the bathroom.
The bathroom was full of steam, and Damon was pointing at the mirror. The message was visible now,
"I just want one little kiss,when we get high up on the ridge".
Stefan just stood there with his mouth hung open staring at the mirror. Damon took the bag of blood from him and starting drinking it.
"So now what do you think little brother? Did sweet Elena write that for me?", Damon flashed his brother a smirk as he continued to drink from the bag.