“Ugh. A Witch.”

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Teddy had to roll his eyes. It was probably stupid, yes, to charm a galleon to glow gold whenever his best friend got s**t faced. Actually, maybe it wasn't, since last time she got piss drunk, she levelled an entire town. Temper can get handsy when she's wasted. But the guy tried to get in her pants so... Lesson one? Don't piss off a Tiger Hybrid with anger issues when she's drunk. Lesson two? Let the woman do what she wants, when she wants, when she wants to do it. Not even bothering to say goodbye to his godfather, Teddy focused on the place where Tempest was bound to be. The Salvatore Boarding House. The metamorphmagus pursed his lips and nodded his head in appreciation at the ancient structure. At least, it was ancient to him. So was Tempest, but he would never admit that to her face if he wanted to keep his balls. Teddy's wavy, longish hair turned a docile blue as he trudged up to the door. A hard knock and a man with startling blue eyes and black hair stood in the doorway with a raised eyebrow, "And you are?" Not even bothering to answer, the wizard strode past him and into the house like he owned the place. Teddy should've learned something while hanging out with Tempest. Behind him, the man, obviously a vampire by the smell of it, muttered a 'what the hell' and sped after him. Teddy spotted Tempest lying on the couch with her head in a blond vampire's lap, her red hair splayed and being sifted through by the vamp's fingers. She looked unconscious. "So let me guess-" Before he could continue, the blue-eyed vamp ran at him, but with a quick flick of Teddy's fingers and he was pinned to a wall. "Ugh. A witch." The vamp groaned. Teddy smirked, "As I said," he pointed to the black haired one, "brother number one. And you're," he pointed at the green-eyed vamp, "brother number two." :3 "Teddy!!" Tempest squealed. She rolled out of Stefan's lap and hit the floor. The blue haired wizard snorted and with another wave of his hand, the Tiger rose to her feet, "How are you doing, darling?" Damon groaned louder, "A British witch." Tempest laughed drunkenly and stumbled over to him, "Perfectly, Wolfie. You wanna let Dae down?" Teddy rolled his eyes but gave her half a smile, looked at the blue-eyed vamp and dropped him to the floor. "Damon?" "What?" He spat, glaring at the witch. He couldn't tell what the colour of his eyes were, they kept changing. The blue-haired witch faced the blond vamp, "Stefan?" "Yes?" The youngest Salvatore asked, wary. Tempest wrapped her arms around Teddy and squeezed him gently, "How's Victoire?" He smirked and shook his head slightly, "She's perfect." "Why are you here, Teddy Bear?" The Tiger shifter slurred, leaning into him and the metamorphmagus rose an eyebrow, then held up the gold glowing coin. "Last time you got drunk, Temp, you leveled a small town, sweetheart." Damon and Stefan looked at her with unimpressed faces. She shrugged at them, like it was perfectly normal, "He was mean to me." Tempest pouted. Teddy smirked and rolled his eyes, before he turned to the two vampires, "I'm Teddy Lupin, Temper's best friend." "How the hell did you get here so fast?" Damon snapped, his eyes narrowed. The blue hair of the man changed to a deep shade of red, his emotions flipping like a switch. To anger. "Were you dropped on your head as baby or were you just born stupid. I'm a dam witch, how else would I have gotten here, you dumb son of a b***h?" Stefan snorted softly and bit his lip, having to look down to hide the growing smirk on his face. "Teddy!" Tempest scolded slightly, swatting his chest, "Don't be rude." "He started it." "I don't care, I'm finishing it." The Tiger Hybrid huffed, leaning her head against her best friend's shoulder and yawned, "Now take me to bed!" Teddy rolled his multicolored eyes, but the Salvatore brothers widened theirs. "Uh uh. No way. You are not sleeping with my sister. You get the couch or the floor." Damon growled. Teddy slung his arms under the redhead's legs, "You do know I have a girl waiting for me at home. I'm only here to make sure Temper Tantrum doesn't commit any mass murders." Tempest pouted and crossed her arms as the metamorphmagus hugged her to his body, "It was just that one time!"
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