Derek Janders. The name sounded familiar, but try as he might Damon could not figure out where he had heard it before.
“Let me buy you a drink” Derek said. It more sounded like an order than a friendly gesture. He conjured his wallet and paid two whiskeys, after compelling the bartender not to ask his ID.
“Who turned you?” Damon asked, not touching his drink.
“Does it matter?” Derek answered with a question. “Look, you wanted me to tell you what I wanted, so here it is. I want you to train me, educate me in the world of vampires”
Now Damon drank to wash away that information. “You’re kidding, right? I don’t do educations, for crying out loud. I have no time for that” he exclaimed.
“Oh, come on, please! I need to defend myself. I need to learn who I can trust with my secret. You’re the only one I know that’s like me. We can be bad ass partners in crime!” Derek kind of begged.
“Yeah, only problem he already has a bad ass partner in crime” a voice said from behind Derek. Derek turned around.
“Damon” Alaric said.
“Ric” Damon said. They shook hands and Alaric sank down on the stool on the other side of Derek.
“What do you think, can we include him in our little gang?” Alaric asked serious at Damon.
“I don’t know” Damon said, examining Derek. “He looks a little weird”
“I can change how I look” Derek quickly said with bulging eyes.
“Oh, really?” Damon said with a smirk. He took one of the piercings in Derek’s ear. “First…” “Ow!” “these…” “Ow!” “go…” “out” Damon ended putting Derek’s piercings on the bar. Derek rubbed his ear.
“Ooh, that doesn’t look very good” Alaric said with a look at Derek’s ear.
“Really? ‘Cause I don’t feel it anymore” Derek said.
“I’d take a look in the mirror, there’s one in the bathroom” Damon said. Derek walked to the bathroom. Alaric made a sign at Damon, saying let’s get out of here. Damon gladly accepted the offer and took off with Ric, the moment Derek returned from the bathroom. They’d ditched him, he realized. He’d soon find them again. Damon Salvatore would be sorry for the way he treated him.
“Let me buy you a drink” Derek said. It more sounded like an order than a friendly gesture. He conjured his wallet and paid two whiskeys, after compelling the bartender not to ask his ID.
“Who turned you?” Damon asked, not touching his drink.
“Does it matter?” Derek answered with a question. “Look, you wanted me to tell you what I wanted, so here it is. I want you to train me, educate me in the world of vampires”
Now Damon drank to wash away that information. “You’re kidding, right? I don’t do educations, for crying out loud. I have no time for that” he exclaimed.
“Oh, come on, please! I need to defend myself. I need to learn who I can trust with my secret. You’re the only one I know that’s like me. We can be bad ass partners in crime!” Derek kind of begged.
“Yeah, only problem he already has a bad ass partner in crime” a voice said from behind Derek. Derek turned around.
“Damon” Alaric said.
“Ric” Damon said. They shook hands and Alaric sank down on the stool on the other side of Derek.
“What do you think, can we include him in our little gang?” Alaric asked serious at Damon.
“I don’t know” Damon said, examining Derek. “He looks a little weird”
“I can change how I look” Derek quickly said with bulging eyes.
“Oh, really?” Damon said with a smirk. He took one of the piercings in Derek’s ear. “First…” “Ow!” “these…” “Ow!” “go…” “out” Damon ended putting Derek’s piercings on the bar. Derek rubbed his ear.
“Ooh, that doesn’t look very good” Alaric said with a look at Derek’s ear.
“Really? ‘Cause I don’t feel it anymore” Derek said.
“I’d take a look in the mirror, there’s one in the bathroom” Damon said. Derek walked to the bathroom. Alaric made a sign at Damon, saying let’s get out of here. Damon gladly accepted the offer and took off with Ric, the moment Derek returned from the bathroom. They’d ditched him, he realized. He’d soon find them again. Damon Salvatore would be sorry for the way he treated him.
