Chapter 6

Pizza and Bambi

Hey there, I'm back with the next chapter. First of all I want to thank all of you guys for adding me to your favorite stories/ story alert or for reviewing. Thank you 'ILoveYou1978' for being the constant reviewer, you're always the first to review a new chapter . Anyway, sorry it took a bit longer…It's almost examination period and I'm on the edge of freaking out. But enough about that…have fun reading.
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"So… I guess we should get you something to eat," he said while he stood up and started to walk into the kitchen.

Ally followed him with the blanket still around her. She sat on a chair at the kitchen table, while he looked awkwardly around him.

He ran a hand through his dark brown hair and saw how she looked at him with a big smile.

"What?" he asked.

"You don't know what to do, huh?

Was it that obviously? He hadn't been a human for one and a half century…and back in those times he hadn't even been the one who had to cook. They had had someone who did that for them. In other words…he had no knowledge of it.

"Yeah, not really," he admitted. "Tell me…do you like pizza?"

So…because of his lack of knowledge about people food, they ate pizza. Or in other words…Ally ate and he watched. He would only start considering to hunt a lump of that "food" through his throat if she started to become suspicious…which wouldn't last for long anymore.

She took a big bite of a pizza slice; the cheese dripped down her chin, and then she asked with her mouth half-full: "Why aren't you eating anything?"

"I'm not hungry," he lied smoothly. He was craving, but not for pizza. That stuff couldn't soften the emerging burning in his throat. The only thing that could "cool" it down a bit was alcohol, but there wasn't a lot of it in the house. He didn't see Elena drink a whole bottle of Bourbon on her own. If she did, it would be a complete opposite world.

"But…you've to eat. Everyone has to eat. Otherwise you'll get sick," as she shove a piece of the pizza his way.

"Believe me, that won't happen," he muttered, "Moreover, I don't have to grow anymore…you on the other hand…have to…so if I was you, I would make that…," he pointed at the rest of the pizza, "disappear into my stomach."

She rolled her eyes, as if she had already heard the "you still have to grow" speech a hundred times before and it started to become boring. Nevertheless she took another bite and he couldn't keep himself from grinning. She could be funny…and he had thought that kids were just a bunch of misery. Apparently he had gone pretty wrong on that one too.

Ally consumed half a pizza in less than ten minutes. She ate as if her life depended on it, like a squirrel who eats to survive the winter. A squirrel with large, dark eyes, looking at him with a "you didn't expect that" glance.

He had to admit…the kid knew what eating meant.

He dropped the rest of the pizza in the fridge…knowing for sure that it would end up in someone's stomach. If it wasn't in Jeremy's, then it would be in Jenna's, or Ric's or even Elena's.

Ally already sat under her blanket in the couch and was zapping through the channels on TV. Damon folded his arms over his chest and then he looked at her with a raised eye brown.

"What?" she asked, on the same tone as he always did.

"Don't you have to go to bed?"

Ally threw a glance at the clock, her forehead began to wrinkle.

She was four…there was no way that she could read the clock.

"How late is it then?" she asked.

"Eight o'clock," he lied.

"Not true," she said confidently. "Mom always tells me that I have to sleep when it's eight o'clock…and I know when that is. I'm sure that I still got some time."

Damon rolled his eyes and said: "Yeah…you're really one of a kind."

Ally smiled briefly and patted the place next to her. He sat beside her and then she asked with big puppy-eyes: "Can I watch a movie…please?"

"What movie?" he asked suspiciously, cause he had a strong feeling about what kind of movie it would be…and he didn't like it.

"I don't know…," she said as she pushed a finger to her pursed lips in a very cute gesture.

He started to make a list in his head with all the movies a four year old could possibly mention.
Disney…Disney…and more Disney.

"Oh, I know!" she called out loud, while she got up and disappeared into the hall. Just to come back one minute later with a DVD in her hands.

"Bambi!"

Yep, hadn't he known…Bambi had been number three on his list, cause it had been pushed to that place by "The Little Mermaid" and "The Beauty and The Beast".

Ally put the DVD into the DVD-player and then she jumped back into the seat. Her head was the only thing that stuck out above the blanket. The movie started and Damon felt like he could fell asleep every second. Cartoons were good inventions…but it was far from the genre he liked to watch. If Ally would watch one of his favorite movies, she wouldn't dare to come out of the house anymore…for weeks.
Bambi teetered on his feet, stumbled over anything that laid in his way and then his little rabbit friend, Thumper, appeared on the screen. That one was lucky that Stefan wasn't in the neighborhood, otherwise he wouldn't look so cheerful.

Ally shrieked with laughter when Thumper got punished by his mother. "Thumper…What did your father tell you…" God, how did they invent it?
He shook his head as he had trouble suppressing a yawn. The film went on and the further it went, the more Ally's attitude began to change. The blanket was already up to her eyes, which had grown with fear.

He looked back at the screen and saw a flock of crows that came flying out of the woods, wild twittering that the man was there.

Oh, God…she was scared.

Ally suddenly grabbed him and hid her head in his shirt while he had no idea what he had to do.

"Ally?"

"Yes?" she asked.

"What's wrong?"

"It's scary."

"If it's scary, then why are you watching it?" he asked as if it was a very logical question.

"It's my favorite movie," she said," but I don't like the hunters…they are really scary."

He sighed, little girls were just the same as adult girls. There was no way in understanding them.

"Wouldn't it be better if you went to sleep?"

Ally raised her head, her eyes were tired and it looked like she wasn't in the mood to start a discussion this time.

She held out her arms towards him, indicating that she wouldn't walk the whole way to her bed, so…he carried her up the stairs.

"Where are you sleeping?" he asked when he realized that there was no spare room in the Gilbert house…except the room of Elena's parents…but that room was off limits.

"Elena's room," she said as she unnecessarily pointed to the door, where Elena's room was.

He pushed the door open, flipped the light on and put Ally down on the kingsize bed. She immediately crawled under the thick blankets and when he looked at her…she seemed so small in that cloud of down…maybe because she was…small like a little bird.

He had already turned back to the door and was just about to cut out the light when he heard her soft voice again.

"Damon?"

He turned to face her and he saw how she doubted whether she would ask something…or not.

"Yes?" he asked cautiously, but friendly.

"Can you read a bedtime story…please?"

So…how did you like it? Please let me know. The next chapter will be up soon but after that it will take a bit longer…I guess, because the examination period starts Monday…and it lasts for two weeks…so I don't know when I'll have time to write…we'll see. Anyway…stay tuned.