( CLOSED ) I DON'T WANT A LOT FOR CHRISTMAS.

[manipulative]

Who: Katherine + Stefan | Wanda + Amos.
What: December things.
When: December.
Where: Around.

Content warnings: Monsters, PTSD, mind control and drowning.

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[prescind]

And I am doubting you because I think you already know how to make snow angels and you're just trying to pull one on me.

( she is old and she's also smart. )

I don't think I'm wrong. You just want to laugh at me.

[manipulative]

But I'm not laughing.

[ right now. she makes a point of pressing her lips into a thin line to show that she's not laughing at all. ]

Why won't you show me? [ she cocks her brow as she begins to pout. ] Don't you want me to learn how to make the best snow angels?

[prescind]

I just showed you.

( he motions to the snow angel that's on the ground. )

It's right there, Katherine. You can clearly see that I have shown you.

[manipulative]

[ since they're on the ground, it helps katherine's case when she looks at it and squints. she furrows her brows in confusion. ]

I can't see it. I think you need to do it again. [ she looks at him earnestly. ] Or maybe hold my hand this time.

[prescind]

If I hold your hand, are you going to make a snow angel too or you just going to hold my hand and make me do it?

( again!! )

[manipulative]

[ well... she was going to hold his hand and make him do it again, but considering that's the obvious play, she'll... do the unpredictable thing.

katherine does have the audacity to roll her eyes at him as though he's inconvenienced her—and he has!

she mumbles, ] I'll do it as well.

[prescind]

Hold my hand.

( he reaches out for her and wiggles his fingers. )

Come on, let's make snow angels. It'll be cute. We could get Aleksander out here to make a snow angel dog too.

[manipulative]

[ while katherine doesn't look impressed in the slightest, she does place her hand in his. squinting up at the sky, she doesn't move. she considers his proposal for a moment before turning her head toward him. ]

You do know his angel's just going to look like a ditch in the snow, right?

[ but the idea is really, really cute. ]

[prescind]

I know. But still —

( he grins and then flops back into the snow, trying to use his strength and momentum to tug her down with him. )

[manipulative]

This better be a good snow angel, Stefan, or so help me god...

[ she gingerly rests her head against the snow. she should've pulled the hood of her coat up and over her hair. it's going to get ruined! ]

It's cold!

[prescind]

That's because it's snow.

( he doesn't let go of her hand as he starts to move them plus his legs back and forth. )

Come on, let's see it. I wanna see your snow angel.

[manipulative]

[ she side-eyes him as he begins to move before she begrudgingly joins him. katherine doesn't particularly have a problem with making snow angels, but given that it's with stefan and she likes to tease him and she believes he'll never let her live it down... well, it's fun being a little difficult.

she moves her legs mechanically and does her best not to smile. ]

My snow angel will look more fabulous than your snow angel.

[prescind]

Your snow angel will look like a tiny Bulgarian woman.

( and will be very cute. )

It might be more adorable than mine but more fabulous? I don't know about that.

[manipulative]

[ as maturely as she often behaves, katherine sweeps her arms against the snow—the one furthest from him a little more wildly—and collects some of it in her hand. she twists and drops the clump of snow onto stefan's chest. ]

Oops! Silly me.

[ his is not more fabulous than hers! ]

[prescind]

What the —

( he makes a face and spits when snow rolls into his mouth. but of course he doesn't just take it laying down.

as soon as his hand gets onto some snow, he flings it at her and the side of her face. )

[manipulative]

[ she laughs twisting away, although she doesn't pull her hand from his. when she thinks stefan doesn't have any snow left in his hand, she tentatively rests back on her shoulder blades and peers at him with a questioning cock to her brow. ]

That wasn't very nice! You tried to ice my cheek!

[prescind]

And?

( he sounds amused and happy, flopping back onto the snow. )

This is nice. It's cold but it's nice.

[manipulative]

[ she narrows her eyes as she peers up at the sky. ]

You're so weird.

[ she doesn't say it unkindly. he thinks the snow is nice? katherine's beginning to lose all feeling in her left ass cheek. hopefully he doesn't lose any feeling in his hands because she might need an assist. ]

You're not going to be able to feel your ass soon. Is that still nice?

[prescind]

I'll just have you warm it up for me later.

( he looks over at her and waggles his eyebrows. )

I know you're good at that.

[manipulative]

[ with the hand not in his, she reaches over and pushes at his face. she doesn't want him to see her blush or her smile. he doesn't deserve it for that very lame line that doesn't even work! ]

Considering how we're doing, I'm pretty sure you'll be warming yourself up with an icicle.

[ her butt's cold, stefan. :( ]

[prescind]

What, the all powerful vampire is cold?

( laughing, he rolls onto his side and presses himself to his side, draping an arm around her. )

I thought once you hit six centuries, you didn't get cold anymore. Or was that just a rumor?

[manipulative]

[ she mutters, ] I'm not that old yet.

[ she shifts against the snow and ensures to shiver very obviously to draw his attention. katherine's a little cold—not so uncomfortably that she's bound to lose all feeling in her body, but uncomfortably enough to exaggerate. ]

Did you know that when I hit 600, you're supposed to be nice to me?

[prescind]

And where in the vampire rule book is that written?

( because he's pretty sure she's just making that up along with many of her other vampire rules. )

Show it to me and I'll believe it.

[manipulative]

[ katherine tilts her chin up and smiles smugly up at the sky. ]

It's in my journal.

[ she turns to face him, not wiping the smile from her face. ]

And you're not allowed to read it.

[ karma!!! ]

[prescind]

It's in your journal.

( uh huh. )

And when you do you write in this journal because I've never seen it.