The Hangover part two(vampire diaries cast)

Chapter 9:

Chapter 9:

We're at a hospital getting Damon treated for getting shot.

I groan and rub my face, jeez how could so much go wrong in this trip. I look up to see Alaric eating a slice of watermelon like its going out of style. How the hell could he eat at a time like this?

"Hey."

I look up to see Damon walking towards us with his shoulder bandaged as he tries to put on his shirt.

"You ok?" Stefan asks him.

"Yeah, I'm ok, I'm ok. Actually, the bullet just grazed my arm."

Wow really! All that yelling and it didn't even go in him.

"It only cost $6, how is that even possible?" Damon says showing me the bill. Hell if I knew.

"How is any of this even possible?" Stefan mutters.

"Stef if I was a foot to my left I would've been dead."

I think about that,"Hm...I know we're like humans with our powers temporarily gone," I say,"But would we be able to die, even without a stake to the heart?"

Damon shrugs,"Well I don't plan on finding out."

"What are we going to do?" Stefan says looking up at the ceiling.

What are we going to do? It just seems the further we go it keeps getting worse.

"I'm sorry guys, this wasn't part of the plan," Alaric sighs sadly.

We all look at him confused.

"What plan Alaric?" Damon asks him.

"I've said too much already," Alaric mumbles and he suddenly walks outside.

Damon, me, and Stefan give each other looks like we're going to kill him before getting up to go after him.

Stefan looks sternly at Alaric before repeating Damon's question,"What plan Alaric?"

"This is all Jeramy's fault!" Alaric suddenly exclaimes.

I nod,"Yea we know its his fault, but what do you have to do with a plan?" I question.

Alaric looks back and forth between Stefan, me, and Damon.

Damon presses his lips together in a thin line and asks slowly,"Rick... what did you do?"

"It's not my fault," Alaric says,"Well not entirely." he shifts from side to side,"Jer shouldn't have used so much in his bag."

Confusion strikes Stefan's face and he asks,"What bag?"

I look suspiciously back and forth between Alaric, Stefan and Damon.

"The marshmallows," Alaric reminds us of the night when we were on the beach,"I had a separate bag just for you guys. Jeramy had his own but it was dark and hard to keep track and then you almost sat on it! I couldn't tell which was which!"

"Alaric what the hell did you do to those bags?" I hiss.

Damon grabs Alaric's shoulders and asks irritated,"Rick, what did you do?!"

Alaric sighs and he looks at us,"I spiked them with muscle relaxers and plus my crazy medication for when I go syco because I died to much while wearing the ring that brings me back to life."

"WHAT?!!" Damon and I yell in disbelief. He lets go of Alaric and takes a step back.

"YOU DRUGGED US THIS TIME?!" Stefan shouts angrily.