Madison Brooke abhors the characters and plot lines of The Vampire Diaries universe, so how will she react when she's thrust into their midst during her time of mourning?
Read to find out...
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THREE MONTHS LATER
My finger trailed the rim of the mixing bowl while Adie's back was turned, a scoop of chocolate batter collected and barely placed on the tip of my tongue before I was caught-- "Stop eating the cake batter!" I was scolded and swatted away, the Heretics smile betraying her anger as my own laughter carried me to the other side of the island. "If you keep at it then there'll be no cake at all."
"I can't help that it tastes so good," my shrug was weak, sincerity smashed by the giggles that continued to fall past my lips.
She began pouring the delicious mixture into two circular molds, "Well for your birthday I'll just hand over the cake mix(!)"
I scoffed in retort to her threat, "You say that like it isn't a treat," she merely rolled her eyes. "I still don't understand why you're making one cake and buying another."
Her eyes continued to roll, "The homemade cake is for our small family dinner party tonight because it's her actual birthday. The store bought one's for her party this Saturday."
"I know that," I shook my head at her-- "I just don't see the point in the store bought one, I mean, I highly doubt the first thing on her and her friends' agenda that night will be a cake."
"It's for pictures," she waved my input off as metal molds slipped into the oven, "People take a picture with the birthday girl beside her one and six balloons and sixteenth birthday cake, just because we didn't do it does not mean it doesn't happen."
"Teens these days..." More laughter was shared with my playful mutter. I hopped up onto a stool, "Who's coming tonight again?"
"Just the family in town; Hayley, Klaus, Elijah, Jackson, Freya, Me, You--"
"Ooo, family to the Mikaelsons--now that's a strange combination of words that are actually real." I was again disregarded with a roll of the eyes.
"You get used to it. Besides, you live with them and are liked by them, that's close enough. Plus there's--"
"Don't mention it," I pinched the tip of my thumb in frustration.
"I'm just saying, just because the idiot isn't here doesn't mean something wasn't going on. You were important to him--that letter proved it! And because of that, you're practically as part of this family as I am."
I shook my head, knowing the matter was pointless to argue about because she refused to give up. "Can we just talk about anything else? Please?"
