No One's POV
A peaceful morning was a precious, cherished thing in the Mikaelson compound, always quickly shattered by the chaotic whirlwind of children and the business of the day; for now, the spring sunlight streamed in through the drapes of one of the master bedrooms and birds chirped off in the distance.
Alexis, now a vampire like her Original mates (turned shortly after having all their children), however, more vulnerable than the Mikaelsons since she was only a regular vampire, and a baby vampire at that, slept soundly next to Elijah, his arms wrapped around his mate keeping her tucked into the shelter of his body.
"Grrr!" A tiny body leaps onto the bed, pouncing on two unsuspecting larger bodies, small arms coming around Elijah's neck.
"Hello Eliza." Elijah answers, capturing his three-year old daughter by the waist, pinning her down to the bed, tickling her lightly on the tummy as he flips her onto her back.
"Papa!" Eliza screams, wiggling desperately away from her father's fingers and giggling loudly, fangs flashing as she twists under Elijah's hand, attempting to nip at his hand.
"Good morning, my little Eliza." Elijah lets his daughter up, Eliza flashing on top of him again, small body laying sprawled out on him starfish-like.
"Did I scare you and mommy, papa?" Eliza asks, flashing her fangs again, gnawing a little on her father's hand as if to prove a point, her small fangs pointy and sharp, but barely pricking Elijah's hand, almost like a puppy gnawing on a chew toy.
"Of course you did, Eliza. You are very scary." Alexis answers, looking amused from where she sits up against the headboard, hair slightly skewed in her ponytail, small tendrils falling around her face and into her eyes, making her flick them out.
"I am very scary! Kol says so." Eliza puffs out her cheeks and chest.
Elijah sighs, pinching his nose a little.
"Kol- of course…" Elijah breathes, he really should have known Kol would have convinced Eliza to do something like this, as if he wasn't a bad enough influence on his own two children, he needed to corrupt Elijah's as well; Eliza was already a little hell raiser, much like her mother. "Eliza, what did I tell you about using your fangs? We do not-"
"Lijah… She is just a child, a toddler. Relax. Let her have fun. She means no harm. It's fine, honey. There is nothing to worry about." Alexis calms, pressing a hand to Elijah's chest.
"Of course, Elskan." Elijah replies smoothly, leaning over to press a kiss to his mate's temple. "Now, good morning, my Astin, and my little Eliza."
"Good morning, Elijah."
"Morwning, momma, papa. Can I go play with Gen now?" Eliza bounces around on the bed energetically, bouncing on all fours, now much like a dog, attempting to use her body weight to bounce the large California King.
"Of course, we'll be down in a second, baby." Alexis offers with a warm smile.
"Otay mommy!" Eliza zooms off, hugging Alexis tightly before flashing out the door.
"She takes after you, you know…" Elijah points out, watching his eldest daughter, and eldest of all the eight Mikaelson children, disappear out of the door, no doubt to wreak some sort of havoc with the rest of her siblings.
"You say that like it's a bad thing." Alexis rolls her eyes, fake pouting.
"Not at all, Elskan." Elijah smiles charmingly at his mate.
"Uh-huh…" Alexis says skeptically, raising a brow. "Come on, let's go downstairs and see what unsuspecting disaster awaits us from our children this morning."
"Well, then that would probably be Kol's fault." Elijah points out. "Shall we let him deal with the disaster?" At that Elijah almost slithers up around his mate a little more tightly, breathe hot against Alexis' neck as his lips touch her skin, teeth gently mouthing at his mate's jugular, not yet using his fangs.
"I promised Eliza we'd be down soon."
"She'll be busy with her siblings. What's a few more moments?" Elijah persuades.
"Lijah…" Alexis rolls her eyes.
Elijah huffs a little against Alexis' neck, but relents, sliding out of bed to get ready for the morning.
"Andrew, no thr- Zachary, don't do-" Kol's voice is heard from the dinning room. "You two are impossible sometimes…"
"Having fun this morning, Kol?" Elijah asks, walking in with Alexis tucked into his side, his arm around her waist.
"Shut up, Elijah." Kol glares at his older brother, Kol sitting down in front of his twins' booster seats at the table attempting to get them to not pitch their breakfast off the table or at his face.
"Need help?" Alexis asks, holding back a small laugh at her mate's expense.
"No." Kol grumbles, only to have Andrew promptly dump his sippy cup off the table for the fifth time and Zachary, the younger of Kol's twins, to spread his applesauce on his tray, getting it all over himself. "Maybe… Okay… Yes…"
"Motherhood calls, 'Lijah." Alexis kisses the second eldest Original on the cheek.
"Go, Astin." Elijah returns the kiss, already picking up his youngest Elizabeth, or Ellie as they called her, from her playpen that Rebekah had placed her in earlier that morning.
Alexis simply smiles in return, sitting down across from Kol with the twins in between to help feed them their breakfast, the chaos and domesticity of the morning just begun.