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"You're late" Damon stated to the petite witch making her way up the townhouse steps.

"Okay" Bonnie scoffed, "You call me at the last possible second", she stopped beside him, "assuming I have no plans–which I did by the way.." she looked into the window, "plus" she looked down at her short simple black dress, "thanks for telling me that this is black tie formal" she finished with a tight smile.

He rolled his eyes "So I may have left out some minor details..."

She shot him a look, "..whatever.." she folded her arms, "What are we doing here anyway?"

"Reconnaissance–and your dress looks fine" he lied. Damon was dressed for the grown and sexy; head to toe old Hollywood glam. The extravagant gathering complete with the fire breathers, Cirque Du Soleil performers and various exotic animals proved that she was severely under dressed.

"…." she looked him up and down.

"okay…maybe a tad bit under dressed.."

She released a breath "Well, I don't have time to change but…" she trailed off as a dove landed on the old porch swing. Bonnie's eyes sparkled, "Hold on a sec.." she said as she made her way over to the resting bird.

She took slow small steps over to the dove, not wanting to frighten it away. She held out her hand as she looked into its eyes and waited for the bird to hop over to her. It fluttered its wings as it perched on her ring finger.

Bonnie turned towards Damon as she lifted the dove to her forehead.

"mutare vestibus" she whispered.

The dove faded as its wings stretched out, blocking her eyes from view. The white feathers over her eyes gradually flared out until it began to form a beautiful mask.

"caput ad pollicem." she chanted as she plucked several feathers from her 'mask' and held them to the center of her chest. The feathers quickly multiplied, spreading the white color over her black dress and down her arms. Her now white dress became longer, splitting to reveal a thigh high split before continuing down into a modest train. The doves' feathers continued up her arms as they spread over her chest. Her hair grew longer, weaving itself into a waist long french braid resting over her shoulder. She looked down at the stray feathers on the ground before stepping on them. The peep toe pumps' black color bled out as the white hue overtook them. The straps stretched as they flared up to form white wings on either side of her ankles.

Bonnie looked up at a stunned Damon. His mouth was slightly open in shock. She smiled, green eyes sparkling as she took a step forward and tapped her fingers under his chin.

"Those piano lessons are paying off, huh?"

He smiled at the memory, "Emily should've been taking lessons from you" he chuckled.

Bonnie blushed at the compliment as she held her arm out "Shall we?"

Translations:

mutare vestibus: change clothes

caput ad pollicem: head to toe