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Elena Gilbert ([info]_doppelganger_) wrote in [info]valarlogs,
@ 2018-09-21 22:23:00
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Who: Child!Elena, Child!Damon, and Stefan
What: Ice cream time!
When: Backdated to plot times
Where: The park
Status: In progress
Rating: Low



Elena still wasn’t entirely sure what was going on but that didn’t really matter at the moment. Mr. Stefan was going to take care of her and his brother and he’d promised a nice day at the park. Something to take her mind off the fact that she didn’t know where her family was. But if Elena realized it was all a ruse, she didn’t let on. The park was nice, after all, and it was a beautiful day. Plus it meant she got to play with Damon, too. And the moment those blue eyes had looked at her, she had been completely dazzled.

As they walked to the park, her small hand had found his, offering a shy smile as he glanced over at her. She had a vague idea about boyfriends and girlfriends and Damon was certainly the cutest boy she had ever seen. And definitely nicer than the boy at school who pulled her hair. But before she could even attempt talking to him, the tinkling sound of music started to fill the air. It really could only mean one thing and her attention shifted immediately back to Mr. Stefan.

“Can we get ice cream? Please?” This was obviously an urgent matter to be settled. “I think Damon would like some.” That she wanted some too went unremarked upon.



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