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Back In Black

"Black t-shirt, black polo, black button down, black suit jacket, black jeans, black slacks, black socks, black shoes, black sunglasses, black hat, black leather… lots of leather…" Stefan muttered, flipping his way through each article of clothing. "Where the hell is all of the color?"

"What do you think you're you doing, boy?"

Straightening up, Stefan turned around to meet the eyes of a very annoyed Damon.

"Well?" Damon pressed, folding his arms across his chest, making him look even more menacing.

"For your information, I was looking for my vintage Santana jean jacket. I can't find it and thought you might have borrowed it." Stefan grumbled, casting his eyes about the room, still searching.

"Why would I want your stupid jacket?" Damon asked, clearly thinking the idea was ludicrous. "It's blue."

"As most denim is. Except for yours, apparently. Everything you own is black! What do you have against the color spectrum?"

"Nothing."

"Then why don't you own anything that is an actual color?"

"Do you happen to know how hard it is to get blood stains out of white?" Damon asked, making his point.

"It would be a waste of money to buy."

"But you don't buy your clothes. You seduce the salespeople then take what you want." Stefan deadpanned.

"Better than wasting my money on something trivial such as clothing." Damon grinned. "Oh, and I expect everything back in it's proper place in my closet."

Stefan glanced down to the pile of clothes on the ground.

"Now." Damon growled.

Stefan made like a bunny and hopped to it.