Disclaimer- I do not own Sanctuary . . . Sadly.
Nikola looked up from his work as the front door to his large penthouse apartment slammed shut, "What happened now?" He asked as his daughter stalked into the room, throwing her bag over the couch, walking into the kitchen.
"That dick head that I have to call my principal had me transferred" She growled, slamming the fridge door shut, having grabbed the wine she hadn't finished the previous night.
She uncorked the lid and took a sip before handing it to her father, sitting next to him at the dining table.
"To where?"
"Your gonna love this" She took the bottle back off him, grabbing a note out of her pocket and read aloud: "Dear Mr. Tesla, your daughter, Nada Tesla, has show disciplinary habits and is now being transferred to New Cities Academy of Misbehaved Children"
"New City?" Nikola frowned, "Has that guy got it in for me or what?"
"There's no way that Magnus' little Abnormal detectors wouldn't pick me up" She got to the more important part, "You can't pull me out and I can't stay here" She sighed.
"I'm pretty sure some of our Tesla blackmail would get you out of there" Nikola smirked.
"If I drop out you lose the funding for your research" Nada replied, sadly, "I know how sad you'd be if you lost your work"
He stroked her hair, "Don't worry, I'll figure something out" He stood, kissing her hair.
She sighed and overlooked the blueprints he was working on, "I'll look for a apartment in New City"
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Nada looked over the blank white walls of her new room, "Dad!" She yelled through the new apartment, "Wanna have a paint fight?"
He was at the door in a heartbeat, "I thought you'd never ask" He had cans of paint and a bottle of wine in his hands.
Nada spread plastic across her carpet and picked up a paint can, Nikola was standing near a wall inspecting the wine, she quickly pulled the lid off and threw the whole can of neon yellow paint at him.
It left a Nikola shaped shape on the wall, Nada burst out laughing seeing the shocked look on his face.
"Very funny" He muttered, grabbing a red paint can, she tried to run but there was no-where to hide, soon enough, they had neon's, shades and colors covering her walls and door and even a bit of the carpet.
She grabbed a paint brush and smudged a huge 'N' on the wall, going to the next she wrote a 'V' and then on the other a 'T' leaving the one with the door and closet without a letter.
"This looks cool" She muttered, flopping on the ground next to her father, taking the wine from him.
"That it does" He muttered back, "Come on" He hit her knee, "Lets get your stuff in here"
She just groaned, "Wait, we have to sign it"
He rolled his eyes, "Of course"
"Just so we can piss off the next people that come here"
He chuckled and signed next to the door in his old fashioned script, Nada signed her name below his in a similar fashion, he had taught her how to write and she had picked up his writing skills.
Love it, Hate it? My first Nikola story will eventually will become a Teslen.