A/N: Hey, this is a one-shot of some scenes I think we would never, ever, ever, see on Vampire Diaries. Each line breaker indicates a new scene,it doesn't mean that the scene above it is continuing. I'm sure you will understand this once you start reading.

Warning: Craziness ensues, there will be random moments, and OOCness ( of course.)

" It's a simple game, and you two need to bond more." Stefan said, crossing his arms.

" I'm not doing anything with him, and this is chess. Couldn't we play Twister or something?" Damon gave him a bored look.

" Right back at you, Salvatore." Alaric crossed his arms, shuddering, " Twister? With me?"

" Guys. Just play the game." Elena said, sitting beside Stefan. The group sat in Elena's living room, an untouched chess board sitting in the middle of the room with the vampire and vampire hunter sitting on opposite ends.

" Okay, fine, I'll go." Alaric picked up a pawn and placed it on the board. He looked up at Damon, eye brow raised as if saying,beat that.

Damon looked blankly at the board, he picked up a pawn and moved it. It continued like that for a while until they hit a little snag.

" You can't move that there." Alaric said, pointing at Damon's newly moved pawn.

Damon glared at him, " who says I can't? I want to move it there."

" You just can't, it's against the rules."

Damon picked his pawn up and placed it somewhere else.

" No, can't move it there either."

Damon picked up his pawn, " Well, where do I put it?"

" Maybe you can't move that one."

Damon smirked, " wait I think I found a place for it."

Alaric looked down at the board, " oh really, where?"

boink.

The pawn bounced off Alaric's forehead.

" Right there." Damon said, crossing his arms. Alaric glared at him.

" Real mature." Alaric picked up his pawn, flicking at Damon. He caught it in midair, still smirking.

Alaric picked up his queen, examining it. " You know where this will fit nicely?"

" Where, Rick?"

Alaric flicked it at Damon, the piece hitting his forehead, " up your ass."

" Guys," Stefan spoke up, " please be careful with those, they're glass and very expense-"

" You want to go, Saltzman?" Damon growled, standing.

" Yeah, I've been meaning to kick your ass for killing me." Alaric said, standing too. Elena let out a long sigh, " so much for a normal evening." She muttered. Stefan gave her a sympathetic look. And so, the night carried on as follows.

Stefan's chess set was thrown around the Gilbert house, broken and shattered. There was a lot of yelling and threats to shove chess pieces into various parts of the body. The night ended with Alaric dieing- again.

Thank god for that ring, huh?

Stefan woke with a start, looking around his room. He let out a sigh, " oh, it was just a dream." Stefan smiled slightly closing his eyes again, that is, until someone wrapped their arm around his waist. Stefan's eyes popped open as his brother snuggled into his neck.

" What was just a dream, little brother?"

" I can't." Bonnie said, looking at Elena.

Elena pouted, " why?"

" Because it's impossible."

Elena took her friend's hands into her's and smiled at Bonnie. " Bon, I believe in you, I know you can do it."

" Elena, that's very sweet of you, but I can't. No matter how many spells I cast it won't happen."

Elena looked at the floor, her eyes clouding in sadness.

Bonnie gave her hands a squeeze, " I know it was a childhood dream, but, no matter how many spells I cast, unicorns will never be real."

" This is the device." John held up the little metal thing. Everyone in the room stared at it. " This is what will enable us to rid us of those demons. The vampires will be gone with the help of this." John looked around the room, " any questions?"

A person put his hand up.

" Yes."

" It looks like a pocket watch."

John raised an eyebrow, " yes, why is that an issue?"

The guy tilted his head, " well, it's not much of an issue, I was just wondering why it looked like that. Does it have a clock in it?"

John shook his head, " No, it doesn't have a clock in it." He looked around the room, " anymore questions?"

The same guy put his hand up again. " John, oh, John, can you still tell time with it?"

John looked at him, his eye brows pulling together, " why did we even let you in here?"

" How do you even..." Elena tried shoving the wooden stake into the gun. " It's to big."

Alaric looked up from his desk, pressing his lips into a thin line. " Well, Elena, for one thing, you're putting it in backwards."

Elena pulled the stake out of the gun, the force making a loud pop in the silence of the room. " Okay, well where do you insert it?"

Alaric pointed to an opening in the back, " Just put in there."

Elena put the stake in, lifting the gun up. It cocked itself and she smiled, " can I shoot it?"

Alaric looked towards his open door, " alright, just don't shoot me or anybody."

Elena smiled, aiming the gun towards the open door. Alaric looked down at his desk for a moment.

Pop.

" AHH!" Alaric doubled over, stake in his arm, " Oh for the love of GOD!"

Elena was at his side, " Uh, oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..."

" I thought I told you not to shoot me!"

Elena opened her mouth, " I was trying to figure out how to shoot it, so I turned towards you and it-"

Alaric groaned, rolling over on the floor.

Elena smiled softly, " well, at least you have your ring on."

Alaric glared at her, " give me my gun and get out."

" What are you doing, Stefan?" Damon looked over Stefan's shoulder at Stefan's I-phone.

" Reading." Stefan answered, looking at the little phone.

" On your phone? But you have all these books."

" Well, these are entertaining." Stefan said, scrolling down the page with his finger. " Besides, these are about us."

Damon gave his brother a weird look. He bent over and started to read too.

" What's Slash?"

Stefan only smirked, Damon bent over farther reading aloud, "' Damon grabbed Stefan and slowly entered'- that's disgusting!" Damon backed away and was out of the house before anybody could blink.

Stefan laughed, " finally, I get the house to myself."