So this is an idea I had today that I decided to write down. I don't often do this, usually they just stay in my head and never get beyond a few fragments. Hopefully this one will be different.
It is set when everyone is a few years older, ignoring anything happening or that has happened on TVD or TO. Caroline and Klaus are together (no Hayley, no Hope), Rebekah and Stefan are together, as are Bonnie and Kol (so obviously he didn't die). They go to New Orleans for the first time since Mikael forced them to flee, and discover the same situation that happened at the start of Season 1 of TO, however the witches reached out to Bonnie to help them. I own nothing except my own ideas, because if I did, the shows would be soooo different. Enjoy!
They were laughing as they walked into the bar, reminiscing about old times, happy times, when they were all together. Caroline was leaning into Bonnie, bent over at the waist as she snorted her way through the door. Stefan brought up the rear, running his hand through his hair as he watched the girls make their way to the bar. Caroline ordered a bottle of champagne and two glasses, muttering "It's our thing," as Bonnie gave her a knowing look. Bonnie ordered a shot and a beer, and Stefan a bottle of Scotch.
The waitress, a blonde with a vague resemblance to Caroline, questioned their I.D.s. Caroline leaned over the bar and looked into her eyes, "We're over 21, and you're going to serve us all night," she compelled. It wasn't as though they were actually under 21, but Caroline and Stefan's curse was to perpetually look 17. At least Bonnie looked age appropriate, having turned 23 just last week. The blonde behind the bar gave them their drinks and they headed toward a booth near the pool tables. None of them saw her sneak out the back and get out her phone.
"Marcel," she said quietly, "There are some vampires at the bar that I've never seen before. One of them tried to compel me."
"I'll be right there. I'll bring some of my guys for backup in case they become a problem," Marcel replied.
Stefan had headed over to the pool tables after a few drinks, determined to hone his skills. He couldn't believe Bonnie, of all people, had beaten him when they were last together. Bonnie, who, when they had lived in Mystic Falls, was terrible at pool. Stefan was determined he wouldn't be beaten by her again, and if they ended up playing doubles later, he already had a hindrance on his team. Rebekah was good at a lot of things, but pool was not one of them.
The girls watched for a bit, laughing at the serious expression on Stefan's face as he lined up a shot.
"So you still haven't told him you cheated last time?" Caroline asked.
"Nope. I'll hold it over him forever. Also, its a sign of how good my magic is, that he didn't notice I was using it to sink the balls."
Caroline snorted again as Bonnie whispered a quiet spell that veered Stefan's ball slightly to the left, away from the hole it was headed towards. Stefan's frown was immediate.
"Magic's not allowed in the Quarter, chere." Caroline and Bonnie looked up to see a good looking black man smiling down at them. His smile is as fake as he is handsome, thought Caroline, And I should know.
"It's not?" Questioned Bonnie. "And who are you, to tell me what to do with my magic?"
"My name's Marcel, and I'm the King of the Quarter, cher," he said, smile still in place. "And I'm telling you magic isn't allowed here. You don't want to know what happens if you ignore me."
Bonnie's expression turned contemplative. "Do I not? Are you going to have that witch you keep in that church attic do something to me? Or do you plan to kill me yourself?"
Marcel's face changed from insincere smile to shocked in a heartbeat. "How do you know about her?"
"Why do you think we're here?" Asked Bonnie, gesturing at Caroline and herself.