A/N: This will be a collection of one-shots set in the same universe as Linked, consisting of different snapshots of Kol, Katherine, and Caroline being roommates. The situation had too much potential to not write about, and I didn't want to take up too much space in Linked for it.
For the most part, it will also be unbeta'd. If anyone feels motivated to make me a better cover, that would be fantastic :P
Thanks to D for a bit of the dialogue and helping me with this plot bunny.
Enjoy!

-Angie

This drabble takes place between chapters six and seven.


Kol swore as he spilled half the carton of orange juice all over the counter, and Caroline stood up slowly, brandishing her handheld vacuum like a weapon.

"Oh my god, Kol. I told you that you needed to hold the carton by the handle, or this will happen. Look, as long as you're under my roof, you'll follow my rul–"

"Except it's not your roof. It's Nik's"

"Yeah, well, if you're going to insist on spilling things all over counters that I literally JUST cleaned, I think I'll be okay with pulling the 'I'm his mate and therefore everything he owns belongs to me' card. Now get a towel."

"So you admit it, then?" Kol asked as he grabbed some paper towels, wiping at the spill.

"No. No, stop. STOP," Caroline ordered, vamp speeding over and grabbing the paper towels out of his hand roughly. "You do not wipe at liquid spills. You dab."

"Well, my apologies, little miss cleaning fairy. I did not realize that there were rules about this sort of thing."

"Well, there are. And congratulations, you just broke them," Caroline said, huffing as she dropped the paper towels in the compost and grabbed a cloth napkin, dabbing carefully at the spill.

She cleared up the juice, humming to herself, before realizing that Kol was standing next to her on his phone. She pulled back, turning to glare at him.

"You totally started cleaning that up wrong so that I'd do it for you, didn't you?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Kol said airily. "But while you're, you know, taking care of things that I'm supposed to be doing, would you mind beating this level of Angry Birds for me? I seem to be unable to aim correctly."

Instead of her help, he received an orange-juice soaked napkin in the face.

"Hey, easy there, darling. What did that napkin ever do to you to deserve being thrown so violently?"

"I don't know, but being thrown is probably nothing compared to having intimate contact with your face."

"You should ask your friend Bonnie what it's like to have intimate contact with my face. I'm sure she'd be happy to tell y-Ouch. That was completely unnecessary."

"Looked pretty necessary to me," Katherine said from the doorframe, making both Caroline and Kol start in surprise.

She was clutching a suitcase, clearly having just been dropped off from packing, and tossed it onto the couch with a thunk.

"Bonnie dropped me off a few min–"

Katherine was cut off by Kol, who was holding her up to the wall by her throat. "You little bitch. You killed me. I will rip your head off of your bony little body–"

"Oh my god, Kol, what the fuck?" Caroline

"Wasn't-me–" Katherine gasped out. "I'm-Katherine."

Kol immediately relaxed, and Katherine fell rather clumsily to the floor after Kol released her throat. "Ah, Katerina Petrova. So good to finally make your acquaintance."

"And from your reaction to me, I'm going to assume that you're Kol. I'd say that I'm sorry that my shadow self is such a self-righteous little bitch, but I don't want to upset Klausbait Barbie," Katherine said, massaging her throat.

"Okay, number one, you did say it, and number two, Klausbait Barbie? Seriously?"

"It's true," Katherine said, shrugging and pushing past Caroline to open the fridge.

"I think I see why my brother enjoys you," Kol said, causing both Katherine and Caroline's heads to snap up at the same time.

"Why?" they asked together, before glaring at each other.

"I wasn't talking to you, darling. It's obvious why Nik likes you," Kol said impatiently. "I was talking to this one over here. Clearly you make up for Elijah's complete inability to make a joke by being a sarcastic smart-arse."

Katherine just rolled her eyes and took a bite of an apple that she'd pulled out of the fridge, closing the door behind her.

"So, where's my room?" she asked after swallowing a mouthful.

Caroline pointed the other girl in the right direction, grabbed the orange-juice soaked towel out of Kol's hand once Katherine left to unpack. "Hang this up in the bathroom to dry and then we'll wash it."

"Doesn't washing it involve getting it wet anyway?" Kol asked, frowning.

"Don't question me. My roof, my rules."

Clearly deciding that it was better to just do as she said, Kol took the towel back and walked to the bathroom. Caroline picked her handheld vacuum back up and turned to squint around the room, trying to decide if it was spotless yet and she could move onto the kitchen (which was now, thanks to Kol, not spotless).


A/N: I hope you enjoyed it. Keep in mind that this will not be updated on a schedule, and since it's a drabble series, it will have VERY unpredictable timing on updates. You have been warned. Let me know what you thought with a review! :D
Hugs!
-Angie