Damon sighed louder for the fourth time as they walked around a flower market in southern Mystic falls, and for the fourth time Elena ignored him.
"How many hours have we been here?" He demanded.
She looked at her watch, "none, we've been here twenty minutes."
He blinked, "Seriously, wow time really does fly when you are having fun!"
"Look I want the flowers and all of the decorations to be a surprise for Stefan on our wedding day, can't you just try and look like you are interested in making your brother happy." She asked.
He smirked at her and she sighed.
"Damon come on, please?" She asked nicely.
He groaned, "Fine."
"Thank you." She said but gasped, her hand flying to her stomach.
"What's wrong? Do I need to phone Stefan? What hurts...?" Damon demanded but Elena laughed and cut him off.
"No its fine, I think the babies just woken up, it's been still all morning." She muttered and laughed slightly to herself as she looked down at it.
"You're sure you're okay?" Her she supposed brother in law asked.
"I am fine." She stated and carried on walking.
Damon groaned when he saw the number of remaining flower stalls they still had to cover.
Meanwhile Stefan and Jeremy were having a whale of a time at the Bramhald Estate. It was easily as bug as the Lockwood's and just a few miles further away. They were currently sat by the bar in the room in they were thinking of booking for his and Elena's wedding.
"This is seriously good, though I think Elena might actually kill me if you tell her that all we have done this morning is test out the bar." Stefan laughed and downed his scotch.
Jeremy swallowed his shortly after, "Yeh but she told us to go and check this place out, and lets be serious, most of the guys going to your wedding are going to be doing exactly what we are now."
Stefan rolled his eyes and the barman poured him another.
"Well thanks Jeremy I feel much better." Stefan muttered.
"Whatever, oh hello fiancée alert." Jeremy commented when Stefan's phone rang.
"And your drunk." He finished before Stefan could answer.
Stefan burst out laughing as he answered.
"Hey Stefan..." She started but she heard Jeremy and Stefan laughing and the clinking of glasses, then there was a low thud and Stefan roared with laughter as well as some low cursing from her brother.
"Are you two drinking?" She demanded.
Stefan swallowed knowing he had been caught.
"We've only had a couple, we've been testing out the bar..." He started but his older brothers grabbed the phone having heard what he just said. They're giving us complimentary booze
"Stefan listen to me Stefan!" He all but shouted until he stopped laughing.
"How many liquors have they got there?" He demanded and Elena groaned.
"Erm hang on let me ask my new mate John... hi john... how many liquors have you got here?" Stefan slurred slightly.
John murmured something and Stefan replied louder to his brother.
"One hundred and seventy nine." He said.
"Don't move we'll be right there." Damn shouted and grabbed Elena's arm, pulling her towards the car.
"Where are we going?" She asked.
"We're going to visit the venue; you worked really hard and bought all the flowers and crap. Now we are going to have fun." He told her and drove full speed towards the manor.
When they arrived Stefan was pretty much pissed. Jeremy and he were stood on one chair each, pretending to make a speech.
"I dare you to do a hand stand." Jeremy shouted, draining his scotch glass.
"How much?" Stefan exclaimed, eyes wide and blurry.
Jeremy laughed, "Ten bucks."
"Your on." He replied and jumped down, slipping slightly and draining his glass.
He stumbled back towards the chair and put both hands firmly on it. But as he went to lift his legs to do a hand stand, the chair pushed along the wood floor and Stefan came crashing down with it. Jeremy started laughing so hard that he too ended up on the floor.
Damon whooped and grinned himself a glass of scotch off the bar, nudging Stefan with his foot to look at Elena who was trying do hard not to laugh at her fiancée. Most women would have found it humiliating, but she knew he had been so stressed for the past few weeks he as letting off some steam. He needed a boy's weekend, and if it started now, she wouldn't stop him.
"Look I'm going back to the house to see Jenna and Ric; I'll see you guys later just..." She sighed, "Try not to get arrested."
Damon turned on the disco ball and Elena left them, swaying and rolling about on the floor. She smiled to herself, knowing how much of a hangover they would have tomorrow, and just how much Stefan would not want to go to Vegas when he woke up.