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Tweak says, "and the half blood prince"

Elena Gilbert (_doppelganger_) wrote in valarlogs,
@ 2018-11-18 15:03:00

Entry tags:

caroline forbes, elena gilbert

Who: Elena and Caroline
What: Thanksgiving food prep and best friend heart-to-heart
When:Thanksgiving morning
Where: Caroline’s kitchen
Status: In progress
Rating: TBD

Caroline had invited their entire group of friends to her home for Thanksgiving and, somehow Elena had agreed to help Caroline prepare everything. Which, given her rack record in the kitchen, may not have been the best idea she’d ever had.

“You do know I can almost literally burn water, right?’ She teased her friend, as she helped gather all of the ingredients that they would need. “So I hope ou’re not expecting too much beyond corn and dinner rolls.” And even those she might burn. But she was trying to keep things light and away from the topic of dreams or make-out sessions with...well..who knew what Damon was. Still an ex but...also something more now? At any rate it was hardly the best topic for the Thanksgiving dinner table.

“And if you want to try out a Martha Stewart recipe for orange cranberry sauce made from scratch...” That would be on Caroline, too.

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_doppelganger_
2018-11-21 03:03 am UTC (link)

And there was the reaction she’d been dreading. Elena glanced up and then back down again. “I didn’t exactly plan it,” she answered. “We were in the motel room. I was in one bed, Jeremy was in the other, Damon was keeping watch in case Kol found us and...” A shake of her head.

“I woke up and he saw me watching him. He came over, he held my hand. He looked so earnest, Caroline. So invested in making sure I was okay. And I needed some air. He followed me outside. He kissed me so intensely... I don’t think I’ve ever lost myself in a kiss like I did then.”

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miss_mystic
2018-11-26 04:24 am UTC (link)

"So because he was worried about you and your well being that erased all the things he did? All the people he killed? Your brother among them. Treating me, your best friend, like his own personal chew toy?" Not to mention all the compulsion. Caroline didn't even know if their 'relationship' was consensual.

But it wasn't dream!Elena's actions that upset Caroline. It was the way Elena was talking about them. It was almost as if some of those dream feelings carried over. Yeah, maybe Damon wasn't quite as evil in this world, but he was still the asshole that cheated on her best friends. "I know you can't control your dream actions. But don't let one," she paused letting out a sigh before continuing, "intense kiss erase all the horrible things he's done. In either world."

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_doppelganger_
2018-11-26 01:33 pm UTC (link)

"No, of course it doesn't erase it," Elena shook her head. Caroline didn't get it. Or maybe Elena was in the wrong here. "Nothing can change that. He did terrible things. To you, to me, to a lot of people. He was a killer. But if someone is remorseful, if they are trying to be a better person, shouldn't we give them a second chance?"

Setting the knife down, Elena moved toward her friend, arms winding around Caroline. "It's not wiping away everything he did."

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miss_mystic
2018-12-10 04:51 am UTC (link)

"Second chance doesn't mean make out with them," Caroline replied. She was never going to be okay with the idea of Elena and Damon. Not in the dreams and definitely not here. Maybe if he hadn't cheated on her and broken her heart, Caroline could give him a chance here. But that simply wasn't the case.

However, it was Thanksgiving. She didn't want to spend it arguing with her best friend. Especially over dreams. Even if the way Elena was talking about Damon was a bit worrisome. She returned her friends hug just as the oven started beeping, followed by the smell of smoke. "Shit! The rolls!"

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_doppelganger_
2018-12-10 01:32 pm UTC (link)

Elena started to say something but the beeping oven interrupted her and they both sprang into action.

"Shit," Elena muttered, grabbing an oven mitt and racing to take the rolls out. They'd been rolls once upon a time, at least. Now the tops were a bit singed.

"...and this is why you don't want me in the kitchen," she answered ruefully, setting the hot pan on a waiting trivet.

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