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âHey, you know what? Youâre being irritating right now, so unless you shut up, Iâm gonna leave.â
â is this the part in which iâm expected to apologize? â
âAnd what exactly did I do to you to become more worse than your dad and my uncle? Because I think that is highly impossible to happen since your dad did do a whole lot of messed up shit in the past.â
â well for starters you have that unflinching self-righteous act down to a tee, your dad teach you that one? â he ran his hand over his mouth in a type of fake contemplation, â really..? at least he wasnât known as the ripper of monterrey... but regardless nice to see you âcuz. â pure sarcasm dripping from his tone.
âYouâre right. There are far more fun ways to get rid of someone.â She chuckled, rolling her eyes playfully at his next words. âPlease, as if I need words. If I did, they would be something in the lines ofââ she started chanting the only latin phrase she could think of in that moment that wasnât a spell, her expression as serious as ever, and her hand extending towards him as she waited to see his reaction. She may have thrown some flying leaves into the mix to give it the proper effect.
â is that right? well.. you know iâve never actually gotten rid of anyone so-- â he didnât drop his attitude. it took a lot more than an empty threat to get him to shut his trap. â i guess i wouldnât know anything about that, got me there cupcake â  he waited for her to make a harsh remark, but once she started to chant he took several steps back throwing his hands in the air. â hey, hey, hold on a second, what are you doing--cut it out, â his voice raised fear clear on his face, because god knew.. all humans had it. he didnât have a damn ounce in the way of strength compared to a witch. not yet at least.. not until he took a life.Â
Damon wasnât going to say that it couldnât get any worse, because he knew it could have. Dante was beyond drunk, and with a human tolerance. Why kids Elena? Why, Damon thought as he looked at his youngest son who had just stumbled through the front door with angered eyesâ trying to figure out how the hell he had gotten a bottle of his whiskey. Â Damon wasnât a normal father, but if he was he would have understood how hard it is to be a seventeen year old human with a house filled with vampires other than his five year old sister. âYeah you rightâ I careâ maybe,â Damon uttered the last word under his breath. Damon watched as Dante lifted the whiskey bottle. Damon could tell that there were only dribbles of golden liquid left at the bottom as Dante swished around âOkay so you saying that just because I drinkâ that gives you a right to drink?â He asked as he folded his arms together waiting for an answer. âYour seventeen years oldâ you get the lectures for another yearâYay!â Damon said as his deep ocean-blue eyes opened up to help play a part in his sarcasm. Â
â maybe.. right, â he managed one of the most fake smiles heâd ever worn attempting to walk away. He wasnât really one to listen, and there was only really one way this could end. Him getting into more t r o u b l e. â Iâm saying that its possible your everyday drinking habit might have rubbed off on me, â he mumbled back, but not once did his composure break. by appearance you would assume him to be completely content, but the monsters inside knew how to swim. â whatâs stopping us from drinking together-- mom? â he automatically assumed it to be her.. His father wasnât exactly a role model of responsibility. â crack another bottle and then maybe we can bond, â he was obviously trying to get a rise out of him as he walked past him without another glance. walking into the living room he flopped down on the couch, draining the rest of the alcohol from the bottle he held loosely in his hand. Â
â Funny thing.. I noticed everywhere I go thereâs some kind of problem. â
âI am sure the person just appreciate what you said. â Â
â Honestly.. I donât think anyone ever appreciates what I have to say. â
âwell â next time watch where youâre going, this painting took forever.â
â i never knew you painted, nala. wouldnât wanna ruin-- â he paused sucking in his bottom lip as he looked at the canvas behind the girl furrowing his brow, â whatever that is? â
âSalvatores.â she rolled her eyes. âIs that what you wake up and say to yourself every morning?â
â like you have the right to roll your eyes and judge, â he lifted his brows with a sardonic smile. â did you forget your mom is katherine pierce or something? â he could always feel the animosity between himself and the fiery brunette. It wasnât exactly a shocker considering their parents and the past they had together.
âDo not say that about your father.â Elena lectured. âI said stop, Dante.âÂ
dante actually found himself thinking on his next words, â alright, iâll ease up, but i still mean what i said. you should know he isnât the easiest person to live with. â
âIâve always wanted to try and see if I can make someone just poof and disappear into thin air. You just say the word, Dante.â
â Come on now Josie, you know you donât mean that.. erase me from existence, really? â he rolled his eyes a little at the vibrant blonde before further teasing her, â i doubt you could do that, but purely out of curiosity.. whats the word? Abracadabra. â
âSometimes the truth hurts.â
â yeah, what can i say? iâve never been one to bite my tongue on account of other peoples feelings. â
OOC:// okay so as i set up this thread tracker, message me or something so we can plot something out.. iâll also get to all those other lovely replies i have on me. <3Â
â then you clearly havenât met klaus mikaelson my step father. your father is nothing compared to him. and what exactly i did to be more worse than your dad?â
â klaus mikaelson, the crazy controlling original hybrid? â he couldnât help but crack a smile, a laugh threatening to come up his throat. Blue eyes shifting from her cocoa colored ones, looking her over. He was only human, he hadnât triggered jack.. so any supernatural being sounded strong, really. â youâre his step-daughter? that must suck. feels nice knowing you have it worse than me though. â Mostly a joke rolling from his tongue.Â
â who are you talking to? cause I know its not me. â
â I thought people that read books were suppose to be smart? â he turned around eyeing his brother disconnecting from his previous phone call. â Of course I wasnât talking about you, we all know your the golden boy. â
âDante.âÂ
â Hey, donât look at me like that, â he said raising a hand in defense, â your the one that married himâ not me. â