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My sister's a badass and I'm really glad she is!

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clairbeardoesntcare:

charfabray:

clairbeardoesntcare:

You don’t have to stick around, Clair. I promise, I’ll let you know — or you’ll know if something happens.

There are a bunch of vamps outside your house right now and they like to eat humans, even humans that smell like...

No need, Puck. Charlie took care of the threat. I'm going back to my boyfriend now.

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charfabray:

clairbeardoesntcare:

There are a bunch of vamps outside your house right now and they like to eat humans, even humans that smell like wet dog. I’m not leaving this house until someone can make sure that I don’t become someone’s dinner.

Excuse me? Lovely. I’ll go out there and see what the fuck is going on.

Thanks

I miss my boyfriend and I hate this stupid vampire house.

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*text*You can go home now. They were dealt with.

*text*

Really? Thanks, Charlie. You're the best!

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charfabray:

clairbeardoesntcare:

You don’t have to stick around, Clair. I promise, I’ll let you know — or you’ll know if something happens.

There are a bunch of vamps outside your house right now and they like to eat humans, even humans that smell like wet dog. I'm not leaving this house until someone can make sure that I don't become someone's dinner.

I miss my boyfriend and I hate this stupid vampire house.

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theshirtshark:

clairbeardoesntcare:

why the fuck are you still there then?

On my way here, I almost became someone's snack. I don't want to die on the way back to my house. 

I miss my boyfriend and I hate this stupid vampire house.

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I miss my boyfriend and I hate this stupid vampire house.

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theshirtshark:

clairbeardoesntcare:

clairbeardoesntcare:

theshirtshark:

Make sure I don’t run out of that thing again

Make sure I stay away from that person

Ignore texts from that person because she sucks

Avoid lectures from those people

Do that thing at the Grill

I don’t know if I should be impressed that you got a…

I’m sure that I could find more flaws in it, but I’ll let you think it’s brilliant. I know how you hate to be wrong. That’s….nice of you, I guess? I think I’m in enough mental pain right now after your little show last night. Didn’t sleep at all.

Oh now, come on. My show was exquisite. I really should have killed them all, made her touch their dead bodies.  I should have started with the kid. Moment of weakness. Won’t happen again.

That's disturbing. I'd ask you to block me, but we both know you love having an audience too much to actually block me so there's no real point. Enjoy your little destruction spree on your useless quest to forget how shitty you feel.

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clairbeardoesntcare:

theshirtshark:

Make sure I don’t run out of that thing again

Make sure I stay away from that person

Ignore texts from that person because she sucks

Avoid lectures from those people

Do that thing at the Grill

I don’t know if I should be impressed that you got a...

I'm sure that I could find more flaws in it, but I'll let you think it's brilliant. I know how you hate to be wrong. That's....nice of you, I guess? I think I'm in enough mental pain right now after your little show last night. Didn't sleep at all.

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theshirtshark:

Make sure I don’t run out of that thing again

Make sure I stay away from that person

Ignore texts from that person because she sucks

Avoid lectures from those people

Do that thing at the Grill

I don't know if I should be impressed that you got a clue or disturbed by what's on this list. And I have not been lecturing you, just pointing out flaws in your oh so brilliant plan.

Daily List

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charfabray:

Charlie heard Clair before she felt her arms around her and just gasped, hugging her back. “Clair, I don’t know what to do.” She whispered, “I hurt him. But I couldn’t…” She shook her head, not knowing what to say. She was speechless again. She had been speechless earlier. Earlier. Oh God, “Oh God, that man. He’s still in our living room.” She covered her mouth and looked at Clair. “He’s dead…oh my God, Stefan’s going to kill Puck.” She buried her face in her hands. She was itching to go downstairs even more now. She needed that blood, she couldn’t…she was so confused and was actually getting a headache. “I don’t know what I’m doing right now, Clair. It hurts everywhere…” She pulled at her hair and closed her eyes.

Clair listened as Charlie spilled her metaphorical guts. She'd been there before and it was not a fun place to be. No one ever thought someone they knew could be capable of the kind of destruction that Puck liked to unleash and Charlie had just gotten her first glimpse into how deep this evil ran. "Yeah, um...we need to uh...dispose of the body," her face scrunched in disgust at the thought, "We really don't need cops or anyone else stumbling upon it. So....yeah." She tried her best to soothe Charlie but she didn't know what to say. There's no accepted form of platitude along the lines of sorry you found out our brother sometimes goes nuts and takes cruelty to a whole new level. "We'll figure something out and we'll get Noah back, we will. Stefan won't need to kill him and you won't have to worry about anything else but being a newborn." She wiped her sister's tears away. "We'll sort this all out, I don't know how, but I'll make sure it happens."

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charfabray:

Charlie could feel an ache everywhere. She still felt the pain of being thrown everywhere, of having her mind completely fucked with. The images of the family, she could still smell the man’s blood and it took everything in her not to go downstairs and drink every blood-bag in the refrigerator. Maybe…she shook those thoughts away and just aimlessly walked down the stairs and into the smaller of the two living rooms. She needed to turn it off, she wanted to so badly. Everyone said it was so easy to do, it’d all be over. She didn’t have to feel this guilt, this pain, this sadness for her brother that she didn’t know she could feel. She saw him, he had been there, she heard him in her mind upstairs. She brought her knees to her chest and started sobbing.

Clair was more than a little lost both physically and emotionally. The physical part due to the fact that the Salvatore house was just too fucking big. God only knows why vampires needed this much space. It was like being in a personal mall. Her emotional confusion, on the other hand, was much greater. She didn't understand why Caroline left or what happened between her and Noah or even when Noah decided to give up the fight. She had just woken up from a nightmare and bam turns out her nightmare was real. Ever since then she'd been trying to put the pieces together and knock some sense into Puck at the same time. Neither was an easy task. She followed the sound of sobs to another room in the house and found her sister. "Hey, Charlie," she hugged the other girl, "Shhh. Everything isn't going to be alright, but I'll help you through whatever I can."

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konia-hunter:

itsqfabray:

He’s not doing too good now. Things are just getting worse. 

This isn’t good. 

#I'm just stating the obvious.

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theshirtshark:

clairbeardoesntcare:

theshirtshark:

clairbeardoesntcare:

clairbeardoesntcare:

theshirtshark:

have plenty of vervain

Stay away from Quinn

have a bloodbath at 2am

Try to not get a lecture from the blonde bossy I know everything sisters

have a bloodbath at 8am

Find someone new to fuck

kill some homeless people

sing kumbaya

Do…

So your intention was to let everyone on the internet know that you are in fact Puck and not Noah by telling them all the things you plan to do so they can be prepared. Yeah, that sounds like a capital idea.

……..well no but you know what, stop talking.

Eh, or I could keep pointing out how much of an idiot you can be. I mean, really? Normal Noah wouldn’t make that mistake and you consider yourself to be better than him so this moment of idiocy must make you feel like a real winner.

I am not an idiot.  I am far smarter than any of you.

You keep saying that and maybe one day it'll be true. Until then, deal with the fact that there are basic flaws in your logic.

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theshirtshark:

clairbeardoesntcare:

clairbeardoesntcare:

theshirtshark:

have plenty of vervain

Stay away from Quinn

have a bloodbath at 2am

Try to not get a lecture from the blonde bossy I know everything sisters

have a bloodbath at 8am

Find someone new to fuck

kill some homeless people

sing kumbaya

Do…

So your intention was to let everyone on the internet know that you are in fact Puck and not Noah by telling them all the things you plan to do so they can be prepared. Yeah, that sounds like a capital idea.

……..well no but you know what, stop talking.

Eh, or I could keep pointing out how much of an idiot you can be. I mean, really? Normal Noah wouldn't make that mistake and you consider yourself to be better than him so this moment of idiocy must make you feel like a real winner.

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clairbeardoesntcare:

theshirtshark:

have plenty of vervain

Stay away from Quinn

have a bloodbath at 2am

Try to not get a lecture from the blonde bossy I know everything sisters

have a bloodbath at 8am

Find someone new to fuck

kill some homeless people

sing kumbaya

Do...

So your intention was to let everyone on the internet know that you are in fact Puck and not Noah by telling them all the things you plan to do so they can be prepared. Yeah, that sounds like a capital idea.

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theshirtshark:

have plenty of vervain

Stay away from Quinn

have a bloodbath at 2am

Try to not get a lecture from the blonde bossy I know everything sisters

have a bloodbath at 8am

Find someone new to fuck

kill some homeless people

sing kumbaya

Do something selfless

Brood

Mope

Pretend that I’m that insipid moron

Silence anyone who angers me

Not fuck Katherine

Bloodbath at 12pm

Sing or some lame shit.

Protect Santana because I promised Brittany I would

People can read strike-throughs, dumbass

list of productive things to do.