Oh, You Like Chirping? Too Bad.

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When I woke up the next day, I was surprised that I didn't have a hangover. I was in Damon's room, and there was an extremely annoying bird chirping. Damon's arms were wrapped securely around me, and I closed my eyes again, not quite ready to fully wake up, but that stupid bird wouldn't shut up.

I tried blocking the noise out, but it was impossible. WIth a growl of annoyance, I dislodged myself from Damon's hold and stumbled to the window, looking out of it. I spotted the bird. It was perched in a tree about twenty feet away.

"Oh my God," I groaned. "Stop chirping! It's like six in the morning! There is no reason to be chirping at this unGodly hour of the morning! You have no soul! Go find another tree you incesently annoying bird, or I'll get Stefan to eat you!"

The bird continued to chirp.

"Oh for the love of- that is it," I growled.

I climbed up on the window sill, and judged the distance between the tree and I. I may have been wearing pajama shorts and a tank top, but this bird was annoying the crap out of me, so I leaped. I grabbed a brach and lightly swung myself up. I climbed up a few branches, and stopped at the one the bird was sitting in.

It was still sitting there merrily chirping away.

"Oh, how cute. Just wait until I pluck all of your feathers out," I muttered bitterly.

I rose from my crouch and gently walked out onto the branch. Thank God for vampire instincts, because if I had've tried this before I had them, I would probably be lying on the ground right now. You'd think, seeing how most birds usually fly away when you get near them, that this bird would. But oh no. It just merely shuffled down the branch, still chirping, as if purposely doing it to piss me off.

"Come at me bro!" I called to it.

I moved closer, but it just kept shuffling. I had hoped, that when it reached the end of the branch, it be a nice birdy and fly away. Nope. The little bastard just hopped over to the next branch.

"Alright, if that's how you want to play it," I growled. "No more Mr. Nice Marni."

I flexed my hand out towards the bird, and a wall of air hit it, knocking it off balance. The bird flapped it's wings and flew away, soaring up into the sky, obviously realising it wasn't wanted here.

"What I thought."

I continued to the end of the branch and jumped, grabbing the top of Damon's window sill and smoothly swinging through. I walked back to Damon's bed and crawled in, thankful for the warmth. Damon wrapped his arms around me and sighed.

"You do realise that you just jumped out of a window because of a bird, right?" he murmured in my ear.

"It was annoying me," I defended. "I was doing the world justice."

He laughed under his breath.

I closed my eyes and grinned smugly, happy with my days achievement.

-

I drifted in and out of sleep for a few more hours, before I heard people moving around downstairs.

"Come on sleepy head, time to socialise," I murmured to Damon, who was still asleep.

"Mmm... No." He tightened his hold on me. "I'd  much rather stay here."

"Come on..." I urged.

"Since when do you want to socialise?"

"Since I want coffee," I replied.

Damon reluctantly agreed and I got up and streched. Damon grabbed a shirt and slipped it over his head before walking downstairs with me.

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