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This seems to be my most popular story so far, so I made it my mission to update (sorry if it took awhile). I really hope you guys enjoy this. I've even tried my best to make this chapter a little longer.

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DISCLAIMER: There is no point in writing this, because if I DID own The Vampire Diaries there's no way in Hades that I would post it on a fan fiction website. I wouldn't even put it on fiction press. Wanna know why? BECAUSE I WOULD SEND IT TO A PUBLISHER.

*ahem*

Chapter 5: Plan A to Plan B

Bonnie stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel.

She could not believe that Damon had just walked in and invaded all her privacy. Not only that, but he didn't care. He laughed about it.

"Bonnie!" Stefan, Elena, Matt, and Meredith came rushing in as Bonnie emerged from the bathroom. Stefan was the one who called her name.

"Bonnie, we heard you screaming. Are you alright?" Stefan, along with the others, stared at Bonnie wide-eyed with concern.

"I'm fine. I'm fine," Bonnie replied.

"Why did you scream?" Matt wanted to know.

"If you don't mind, Stefan, Matt, I need to talk to the girls. Alone."

"But –"

"You heard her. Out you go," Meredith cut Stefan off and began to herd him and Matt out the suite. Stefan looked over Meredith's shoulder at Elena, giving her a "Won't you do something?" look.

"Sorry, Stefan. It's Girl Talk," Elena said, looking at her vampire boyfriend and Matt apologetically, right before Meredith shut the door in their faces.

With the door closed, Bonnie began to dress herself.

"What happened?" Elena asked sitting on the large bed. Meredith joined her.

Halfway dressed, Bonnie closed her eyes and murmured something under her breath. She then proceeded to get her jeans on and sat across from Meredith and Elena, on the bed.

"Sorry. I had to put up a spell that will keep any…supernatural beings from monitoring this conversation."

"You mean Stefan?" Meredith asked.

"No, Damon."

"What did he do?" Meredith's tone conveyed that Damon was going to be even more scared of her than he was if he had overstepped his bounds with Bonnie.

"He walked in on me while I was in the shower!" Bonnie fell back on her pillows, in embarrassment, and covered her face with one.

"No!"

"Yes!" was Bonnie's muffled reply.

The situation wasn't as bad as Meredith had feared (say, a forced bite to the neck?), but she could see why her petite friend was distressed by it.

Bonnie took the pillow from her face.

"We can't let him get away with this," she stated. " Not only did he deliberately find me naked, but he cheated Meredith in Twister and didn't care when Elena was about to pee herself."

Elena blushed pink at the recollection.

"It's time that Damon understands that the Velociraptor Sisterhood is not to be reckoned with." Bonnie stood and faced the girls, concluding her declaration of payback.

"You know what this calls for, right?" Elena asked.

"Plan A and Plan B," Meredith replied, arching an eyebrow as the three of them shared conspiratorial smiles. The Sisterhood was back in full swing.

They began discussing the plans.

Meanwhile, the guys wondered down the hallway and Matt felt his phone buzzing his pocket.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Hey, honey," a Southern accent cooed. Matt shot Stefan a weary look.

"Uh, hey Bethany. Now's not really a good time alright?"

"But I miss you!" Bethany replied. "Don't you miss me?"

"Can I call you back later?"

"You're cheating on me, aren't you?" When her voice cracked with the onset tears, Matt stopped in his tracks.

"Cheating? We're not even together!"

At this point, Bethany was crying on the other end of the line.

"Bethany, are you okay?" Matt's worry stemmed from a series of reasons besides the now sobbing girl's distress. One possibly included his personal safety.

"I'll make you sorry. You are going to regret this! You will regret!"

"What?"

Matt's reply was abrupt silence, for Bethany had ended the call.

Stefan stopped and stared at Matt, looking slightly amused.

"Don't ask, alright? I just want to go get something to eat. Would you call one of the girls and tell them where we'll be?"

"Sure…" Stefan replied, still looking at Matt strangely.

In the hotel restaurant, the gang sat in a booth as they ate their fill of breakfast. Stefan was the only one without a plate, for obvious reasons.

"So, will anyone tell us what happened to Bonnie this morning?" Stefan asked.

"Don't worry Stefan," Elena said, shooting a sly grin to Bonnie and Meredith as she dug into the garden omelet before her. "It's all worked out."

"What'd I miss?"

Damon slid in beside Bonnie as he spoke and winked at her. Bonnie simply turned her head away and focused on cutting her waffle.

"Good morning, Redbird," Damon tried again.

Still refusing Damon a second glance, Bonnie took a bite of her food and sipped some apple juice.

"What'd you do this time, Damon?" Matt asked, ignoring Damon's smoldering.

"It doesn't concern you."

"Well, actually – "

"Damon's right," Bonnie spoke for the first time. "What Damon did is between me and him, Matt, and he WILL make it up to me."

Bonnie finally looked at Damon, who let his smile linger a millisecond longer than usual.

"And how shall that be?"

"You're going to take us, the girls, shopping," Bonnie replied.

"I'd be much obliged. We can go now, if you like?"

"That'll work. Bye guys."

As Damon, Bonnie, and Elena stood up to leave, the remaining men gazed at them in disbelief.

"What are we supposed to do?" Matt asked.

"We're in the city, not itty bitty Fell's Church," Elena replied. "You'll find something."

"Meredith aren't you coming?" Bonnie asked.

"No, I think I'm a little too stuffed. You go ahead though."

Unknown to Damon, this was phase one of their plan against him. Meredith was staying behind on purpose.

"What are we going to do?" Stefan asked Matt. Matt shrugged his shoulders.

"Sit in the hotel and watch ESPN? I'll tell room service to bring up some nachos."

"Alright."

"Really, you two? You have this city, in another country I might add, to explore and you want to sit in a hotel room and watch sports?"

Matt nodded. "Yeah," he replied.

Meredith massaged her forehead with her fingertips.

"Men," she muttered.

In the driver's seat, Damon parked in front of a vintage clothing shop about eight blocks from the hotel. Bonnie and Elena exchanged looks. The target (Damon) held the door open for the ladies as they passed through.

"Everything's on me," he announced, once they were in.

After a little while of browsing through items of every color, fabric, and print - not to mention the accessories, Bonnie turned on Damon.

"Are you going to follow me around, breathing down my neck, the whole time we're here?" she asked.

"Do you forgive me?"

Bonnie stared without a word. Taking her silence for a "no", Damon spoke.

"Then I'm going to be your shadow until you do," he declared.

"We need to talk. In private." Bonnie grasped Damon's hand and led him towards the fitting rooms.

Elena, who had been within earshot the whole time, followed them as discreetly as possible.

"Sorry, sir. No men allowed in the women's fitting rooms," an employee warned.

When the two stopped, Elena dive rolled behind a rack of clothing to ensure she wouldn't be caught following them. Regrettably, she hit her head on a shelf with quite a noisy thud.

"Owwww."

Bonnie groaned inwardly when Damon turned and surveyed the area with narrowed eyes.

"Where's Elena?" he asked suspiciously, still scanning the place.

"She probably got a call from Stefan and went outside. We have to talk remember?" Bonnie repeated. She mentally admonished her friend for attempting such a stunt among cluttered merchandise. What was with her lately? Thankfully, Damon turned his attention back to the woman who told him he couldn't pass.

"You're going to bend the rules, just this once." Damon's soothing tones softened the worker's hard expression as she was overcome by Influence. She nodded her head obediently.

"One time wouldn't hurt."

Bonnie and Damon continued on, and Elena, fully recovered and ever determined, crept forward when the coast was clear.

Once inside a large cubicle, Bonnie faced Damon and began to speak.

"Damon, what you did was wrong. You know you can't go around sneaking up on people in the nude! You haven't even apologized."

"But what's there to be ashamed of? Here, I'll show you," Damon replied.

"It's not that I'm ashamed, it's – Damon, what are you doing?" Bonnie stared in horror (it was horror, wasn't it?) as Damon begin to undress himself right there, in front of her.

"Showing you that there's nothing to be ashamed of."

Before Bonnie could protest, Damon flung his boxer briefs to the side and stood there with a confident grin.

"So…?" Damon said when Bonnie was only silent and wide-eyed, trying her best not to look down.

Don't look down. Don't look down.

"Oh. My. Paul. Wesley."

"Come again?" Damon was growing more suspicious.

Remembering the plan, Bonnie snapped to her senses and began pacing back and forth in the room. In doing so, she "accidentally" kicked Damon's pile clothes to within Elena's reach, who was standing on the other side of that wall. Bonnie stopped her pacing and stood in front of Damon to mask the fact that Elena was stealing his clothes, right down to his socks and combat boots, just by reaching under the barrier.

Bonnie knew what she had to do next.

Approaching Damon again, she took a deep breath, put both hands on either side of his face, and kissed him. Mind reeling uncontrollably, she kissed him until they were both breathless. When she was sure she was about to faint, Bonnie pulled back.

"So, you do forgive me." Damon's reply was a statement and not a question.

Bonnie looked Damon in the eye and found him gazing back at her with shock, pleasant surprise, and –

"Oh no," Bonnie whispered. Bonnie immediately regretted the horrible trick she was playing, but was already in too deep. She took a step back.

"What is it, Redbird?"

"I have to go. I'm sorry, Damon. Please don't hate me."

Damon looked at her puzzled before Bonnie hightailed it out of the dressing room.

"Did it work?" Elena asked, once Bonnie approached her at the front of the store.

"Go, go, go!"

Elena got Damon's car keys from his jean pocket and tossed them to Bonnie as they ran. Moments later, they were all but speeding back to the hotel.

Back in the fitting room, Damon was still in his birthday suit with nothing to put on, and it didn't take long for him to realize why. Unfortunately for Damon, this was a store that catered exclusively to women, so buying new clothes was not an option.

Silly humans. The joke's on them.

Damon's human form melted away as he shifted into a crow. He flew aimlessly throughout the store, scaring shoppers and aggravating employees, before soaring out of the door that a customer conveniently opened.

Damon flew all the way to the hotel entrance which, fortunately, had automatic sliding doors to enter. Once in the lobby, it was only a matter of getting on the elevator.

Time to bear all.

Damon morphed into human form and pressed the "up" button. He could hear the gasps and sense everyone's stares, but it didn't faze him one bit.

Was this what the humans called payback?

The elevator doors opened and Damon stepped in, waving hello to an old lady who was exiting.

"Where are your clothes, young man?" the woman asked.

"I'm about to find out."

Damon waved again as the doors slid shut. When they reopened, he was on his floor and there was no one to be found.

Damon stepped foot out of the elevator and made his way down the hall, towards Bonnie's suite, strutting boldly.

He knocked on her door.

"Room service," he teased.

No answer.

"Alright Redbird, you got me. I'm sorry. Now open up."

Damon could hear footsteps and took a step back. The door opened.

"Well, if it isn't – " Damon stopped mid-sentence.

When the door opened, he had been expecting to see a heart-shaped face and bundle of red curls. What he got was elegant eyebrows and dark, wavy hair.

And she was a holding a camera phone.

"Take a picture. Send it to Facebook. Make public for everyone to see. Done."

Meredith smiled sweetly at Damon as she handed him his neatly folded clothes, shoes on top.

Taking his things, Damon returned the smile and said, "Do you know how many people that would kill to see me naked? You're only doing everyone a favor."

Meredith looked at him incredulously, all the while knowing that some girl was most likely having a heart attack. There was no denying that Damon was gorgeous, but Meredith was past all that.

"Just be glad I couldn't turn up the AC in the hallway," Meredith replied before shutting the door in Damon's face.

The ding of the elevator arriving sounded down the hall, and Matt and Stefan were the ones stepping off it. After being in the hotel room all of thirty minutes, they decided that a dip in the pool would be nice. Matt even met a girl from Philadelphia while they were there. Her name was Jade, and she was in Toronto with a friend who was from the city.

Rounding a corner, the guys came across Damon, still in the raw, who was on the way to his suite.

"What happened to you?"

They got Damon pretty good, no? The Velociraptor Sisterhood is a force to be reckoned with.

So far we've only seen a little bit of Bethany, but trust me when she comes full force... Let's just say neither you, nor our fav TVD characters, will know what hit them. It's fun writing crazy people.

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