《Bonnie Bennett Reborn | TVD》02 | Rebirth
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I'm floating in dark unconsciousness. Everything is nulled, I feel absolutely nothing. Until there is a pull on my body, tugging me into a room of white light and an annoyingly loud crying baby.
Wait... I'm the crying baby.
'What the FUCK!?'
How is this even possible. I got shot in a shady area of town and am reborn? With my memories too? Ain't no way this is even real.
I wail and scream as I'm literally reborn. I'm stuck in the body of a newborn with zero fricking motor skills and probably looking like an ugly alien.
I'm taken by the nurses to be cleaned, checked over, have them run their little tests before I'm swaddled up in a warm baby blue blanket with a baby beanie on my head. It's almost too comfortable in the body.
I also stop crying because like, it was loud and annoying. I don't want to be loud and annoying.
They bring me back to my "mom" and she pulls me into her arms. I have my eyes open and see she's...
Abby Fucking Bennett.
'Hell naw!' I start scream crying again. No way did God or whatever higher power there is do this shit to me. Putting me with an absent mother.
"What are you gonna name him?"
I quiet down to listen to this and watch as Abby looks over at Rudy (my "dad") who smiles down at me.
Abby turns back to the doctor. "His name is Bonnie. Bonnie Bennett."
I start to cry again until I fall asleep, turns out being a newborn is super tiring.
~~~
6 months later and I'm still fucking livid about my situation.
I lay on the carpet with baby toys in front of me as I rant (babble) about all that's wrong in the world for putting me here.
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By this point I've accepted a few things; I've been reborn as a male Bonnie Bennett. I'm in The Vampire Diaries. I must be fuckin cursed.
But if I'm gonna be stuck here, born with many years until tvd plot begins, I'm gonna make some changes of my own.
~~~
I'm now a one year old little gremlin and I make my parents life hell whenever I can because I think Bonnie's mom and dad both sucked in the show.
Today I have a play date with Caroline. Our moms got caught up in town and talked for a while and decided the kids should get together. I'm happy about it. Care was one of my favorites in the show and I'm sure she'll be an adorable baby!
I'm still in a diaper, which is absolutely, gut wrenchingly embarrassing. But I'm still rocking these baby clothes. I'm dressed in a little sweat pants and a super soft green shirt as I sit on the ground with the teddy bear from the show. Ms. Cuddles.
My hair is wild and curly and a little too long but it's absolutely adorable if I do say so myself.
"Bear." I hold up the teddy bear and throw it at Rudy who sits next to me. I giggle like a baby psycho as it bounces off his face and I clap my hands.
"Again! Again!" I giggle.
Everything is so funny to me as a baby. My brain is just... not braining how it used to. A lot of things make me sad too. And I'm uncoordinated. I can't wait until I'm a teenager again, past awkward child stages.
"That's not funny, Bonnie." Rudy tells me seriously and hands the teddy back as I start to slowly frown.
When the soft toy is back in my hands, I laugh and throw it in his face again.
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"Little shit" He curses under his breath with a shake of his head and small chuckle. He stand up and picks me up, setting me on his hip as he walks into the kitchen.
"Abby." He addresses the woman who sits at the kitchen table, drinking her coffee as she reads a book.
"What?" She asks him.
"When are you taking Bonnie to his play date? I can't get any work done with him in this house."
"Just give me him then." Abby takes me out of Rudy's arms. "Since he's such a hindrance for your work."
I sit in her arms with my eyes wide as she grabs her keys and my little backpack with all my things as she walks out of the house with me in her arms.
"Mommas mad." I say and she looks at me with sad eyes.
"No baby, momma's just a little sad sometimes. But her baby boy always cheers her up." She pats me cheek gently and I almost smile.
'Maybe she wasn't awful before she left.'
She buckles me up and drives us to Caroline's house. I listen as Liz and my mom talk. Apparently Bill is off on business again with his best assistant. The assistant that she's yet to find out he's screwing. The male assistant.
"Come on in."
As the moms talk, the babies meet.
Caroline is adorable and she's a little older than me. She's a pretty advanced baby too. She can walk decently, say a few words long phrases. Smart girl.
"I'm Caroline." She babbles as she talks and hands me blocks to play with while we sit on the ground. "Pretty blocks." She hands me one with purple on it.
"Thanks you." I nod and hand her one of my toys too, solidifying a future best friendship, obviously.
From here on, I act as much like a good boy as I can, and soak up as much mom time as possible before she leaves.
And she leaves all too soon.
~~~
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