RANDOM WORD: PRATTLE
Bonnie was reasonably sure that Caroline Forbes hadn't stopped her excited wedding chatter to breathe once throughout their lunch.
"Well, what does Matt want?" Bonnie cut into Caroline's speech in an attempt to center her friend's focus and, perhaps, get home before her hai turned grey.
"Matt?"
"Yes," Bonnie laughed. "Matt, you know, your fiance?"
Caroline's face appeared genuinely puzzled by Bonnie's question. "What does what Matt wants have to do with it? It's my wedding!"
"Oh, your wedding? See, I thought it was Matt's wedding too." Bonnie teased. Caroline's napkin landed with surprising accuracy in Bonnie's face. The girls laughingly continued their meal and Bonnie managed to escape after only two hours.
"Babe?" She called as she entered the house and hung her coat near the door.
"Yeah?" A disembodied voice drifted into the hall from the living room. She entered to find her husband of two months and Elena's husband of nearly a year watching football.
"How are you Stefan?" She asked as she leaned over the sofa to kiss her man.
"I'm not Stefan. I'm Damon." Her husband mumbled into her mouth. Stefan's laughed at the newlyweds.
"How was lunch?"
"Yes," Damon added when Bonnie stood up again. "How was lunch with Miss Chatterbox?"
"Noisy." Bonnie sighed. "She honestly will have that massive wedding planned in just a few months. Poor Matt has no idea what he's in for and let me just say, I can just imagine the giant pink tulle monstrosities Elena and I will be forced into and if either of you even think about getting photos of them, then you are in serious trouble.
Do you understand?"
"Yes Ma'am." Stefan playfully saluted her as she exited the room.
"So," Damon broke the quiet a few moments later. "Photos and blackmail?"
"For once," Stefan toasted Damon with a raised bottle. "I'm in."
REVIEW: I LIKE THE IDEA OF THE BOYS PLOTTING AGAINST THE GIRLS IN A PLAYFUL WAY. :)