Klaus slammed his fist against the table, and the hybrid in front of him jumped in fear.
"How could you lose a mere vampire hunter? You're a hybrid for God's sake, and he's just a human!"
Just then a little girl walked into the room, her arms crossed against her chest. She sent a feisty glare to Klaus. "You have to stop being mean to Lucas, daddy!" she chided. She then turned to the hybrid, her expression turning soft.
"Come with me, Lucas. Let's have some tea," she smiled to the hybrid, motioning him to follow her. He looked at Klaus, seeking his permission. But Klaus just waved his hand dismissively, knowing there was no way he could hold his daughter from getting what she wanted.
He rubbed his temple as the two left the room. He didn't know if it was possible, but he could feel new lines forming on his forehead. When he looked up, his wife was leaning against the doorway, her lips twisting in an amusing grin.
"The big bad original hybrid…" she teased
"Don't, Caroline," he tried to cut her off, not wanting to hear it.
"—got owned by a five year old."
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A/N: To be honest, I'm not really sure this can still be called a drabble cause it has 197 words... Seems like I've failed, again. But I hope you liked this one, cause I sure had a lot of fun writing it. Still cracking at the thought of Klaus being wrapped up around his daughter's little fingers. Feedback are always appreciated ;)