Enjoy everyone.


Even Romanians celebrate


"Well, its Christmas," Carlisle smiled warmly at all the covens in the living room and raised a glass. "Please everyone, friends; I thank you all once more."

There was tinsel and other bright decorations hug everywhere, and a tree with baubles with a star atop it and lights flashing. Everything was tastefully done and for once not gone overboard, as it is usually Alice who goes decoration mad.

"Merry Christmas everyone," Esme hugged her husband as the rest of the covens each drank their blood, donated from a hospital of course, from their glasses and chatted to one another; sharing yet more stories about Christmases and how they celebrated and once-upon-a-times and how-it used-to-be's.

A warm and happy atmosphere did not permeate where two lone vampires sat, somewhat isolated, in the corner of the room as though there was an invisible wall around them. They did not chat warmly about such times, but sat and observed the others.

"Odd, at how carefree they seem..." Stefan murmured to his partner.

"They're young," Vladimir answered disinterestedly. "They'll learn."

"That life is not all roses?" He raised an eyebrow.

Vladimir smiled humourlessly.

"Here," Came a soft voice.

Both Romanians glanced up as Esme stood before them holding two more glasses of blood, she smiled at them both in a friendly manner. It was obvious from the sight of her she wasn't a fighter, she acted like a mother figure from what they have both seen of her so far, she was polite and courteous and they had no problem with her.

To most women they were polite and civil, except to those they were killing of course.

"I know you're both not used to this but," She paused to smile awkwardly in her usual pleasant and welcoming manner. "You're both with us so you should drink with us."

They saw it coming but it they both felt a pang of sadness; they once had this. Granted it was different back when they ruled but they once had a coven who cared, who fed and celebrated together decadently.

Esme must of seen their expressions turn into grief and melancholy because she quickly apologized and enquired if they were both okay.

Vladimir and Stefan barely heard her as they both took their glasses from her, Esme was not expecting it and looked surprised, Vladimir nodded courteously and Stefan raised his glass to her; both smiled as they silently thanked her.

She recovered and smiled back happily; the corner of her eyes creasing with genuine pleasure.

They both elegantly sipped out of the champagne glasses.

She was right; it wasn't the same but it was a nice gesture on her part.

"Vladimir, Stefan?"

They looked back to her.

"Merry Christmas." With one last beaming expression at the two oldest in the room, she made her way back to her mate.

No words were said as they both took another swallow of blood and in the spirit of the moment; Stefan turned to Vladimir and brought his glass forward, Vladimir noticed what he was doing and smirked.

Their glasses chinked together in cheers.


Just a small tidbit, I want them to be happy lol. Hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year; I hope you all have fun xx