#DaringEscapade

[noobiestnoober]

Plan F: Fabulous or Failure? (Damon X Reader)

This is a one shot-fic between Damon and Y/N Gilbert, who is the twin of Jeremy Gilbert. They are always upto no good and going around doing pranks. One day they decided to steal the moonstone from Klaus as a bargaining chip to make him leave the town.

I got this idea while going through story prompts. The link to the original post is here.

I hope you guys enjoy the story. <3

_____________________________________________________

"Let's just move on to plan F. F stands for fabulous."

"The way all your other plans have worked out so far, I would assume F also stands for failure."

Y/N rolled her eyes, her lips curling into a smirk, "You know, Damon, your lack of faith in me is both endearing and annoying."

Damon leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his trademark smirk firmly in place, "I'm just being realistic, Y/N. After Plan A was 'Avoiding Klaus,' Plan B was 'Befriending Klaus,' and Plan C was 'Running Away from Klaus,' I've noticed a pattern."

"Well, if you have any better ideas, Mr. I-Know-Everything, I'm all ears," Y/N shot back, placing her hands on her hips.

He chuckled, stepping closer, "You know I live for this kind of chaos. But let's hear about your 'fabulous' plan F. Maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised."

Y/N took a deep breath, dramatically flipping her hair, "Plan F involves us sneaking into Klaus's mansion, stealing the moonstone, and using it to leverage him into leaving town."

Damon raised an eyebrow, "Bold. Reckless. Probably doomed to fail. I like it."

"That makes one of us," Y/N muttered under her breath, then louder, "So, are you in or are you going to stand there and critique my plans all night?"

"What's life without a little danger?" Damon said, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief, "I'm in. But if we get caught, I’m blaming you."

"Deal," Y/N said with a grin, "And when it works, you owe me dinner."

Damon smirked, a playful glint in his eyes, "Fine. But when it fails, you're buying the drinks."

"You're on, Salvatore," Y/N said, turning towards the door, "Let's go be fabulous."

As they walked out, Damon couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. Y/N's plans might be a mess, but they were never boring. And deep down, he knew he wouldn’t want it any other way.

Their bond had grown over the years, ever since the Salvatore brothers moved to Mystic Falls. Damon had taken an immediate liking to Y/N’s fearless attitude and quick wit. She was the only one who could match his sarcasm and keep up with his schemes.

As they approached Klaus's mansion, Y/N whispered, "Remember the time we tricked Stefan into thinking the house was haunted?"

Damon chuckled, "How could I forget? He almost staked me."

Y/N grinned, "Good times. Let's make another memory tonight."

Damon nodded, his smirk fading into a serious expression, "Stay close, Y/N. I can't afford to lose my favorite Gilbert twin."

Y/N rolled her eyes but smiled, "I’ll be right behind you, Damon. Let’s show Klaus what fabulous really looks like."

___________________________________________________

Damon and Y/N crouched behind a row of bushes just outside Klaus’s mansion. The moon cast a pale light over the sprawling estate, adding an eerie glow to the surroundings.

Damon: "Alright, we need to be quiet and stealthy. Got it?"

Y/N: "Of course. Quiet and stealthy. My middle names."

Damon raised an eyebrow, "Your middle names are Marie Elizabeth."

Y/N huffed, "Details. Let’s focus."

They sneaked around to the side of the mansion, where Damon had spotted an open window earlier.

Y/N: "Boost me up.

Damon interlaced his fingers to give her a lift. As she climbed up, her foot slipped, and she ended up kicking Damon in the face.

"Ow! Watch where you’re aiming those!"

"Sorry! It’s dark!"

She managed to get through the window and reached down to help pull Damon up. As she helped him climb, Y/N knocked over a vase, which shattered loudly on the floor.

Damon: "Quiet and stealthy, huh?"

Y/N: "I’m doing my best!"

They tiptoed through the dimly lit hallway, trying to avoid any more mishaps. Suddenly, they heard footsteps approaching.

Y/N: "Hide!"

They dove into a closet, cramming themselves into the small space. Y/N tried to hold back a giggle as Damon’s elbow poked her in the ribs.

Damon: "What’s so funny?"

Y/N: "Nothing. Just thinking about how cozy this is."

Damon rolled his eyes, "Focus, Y/N."

The footsteps passed, and they slipped out of the closet, continuing their mission. They reached Klaus’s study, where the moonstone was supposedly kept.

Y/N: "Alright, how do we get in?"

Damon: "I’ve got this."

He pulled out a set of lock-picking tools and started working on the lock. Just as he was about to succeed, the door swung open, revealing Rebekah.

Rebekah: "What are you two doing here?"

Y/N: "Uh... surprise inspection?"

Rebekah’s eyes narrowed, "Really? At this hour?"

Damon: "It’s a 24-hour service. Very thorough."

Rebekah crossed her arms, "You two are unbelievable."

Just then, a loud crash echoed from downstairs, followed by a chorus of chickens clucking.

Y/N: "Chickens? In Klaus’s mansion?"

Damon: "Weird. Let’s roll with it."

Y/N: "Quick, we need a distraction."

Damon: "On it."

He grabbed a nearby bust and tossed it out the window, triggering an alarm. Rebekah turned to look, giving Y/N just enough time to slip into the study and grab the moonstone.

Y/N: "Got it!"

Damon: "Time to go!"

They bolted for the exit, but not before Rebekah caught on and started chasing them, "You’re not getting away that easily!"

They sprinted through the hallways, dodging more clucking chickens and slipping on feathers. As they reached the front door, Klaus himself appeared, blocking their path.

Klaus: "Leaving so soon?"

Y/N: "Uh, Damon? Plan G?"

Damon: "Plan G. Got it."

Klaus: "What’s Plan G?"

Damon smirked, "It’s for Getaway."

With that, he grabbed a fire extinguisher from the wall and sprayed it in Klaus’s face, creating a cloud of foam. They dashed past him and out the door, laughing as they went.

Damon: "I can’t believe that worked!"

Y/N: "Told you it was fabulous."

As they ran down the driveway, Damon held up the moonstone triumphantly, "We did it!"

Y/N grinned, "And you owe me dinner."

"Fine..." Damon gruffs.

Their escapade might have been chaotic, but it was also one they’d never forget.