Hello! My first fic here, for all the Kol and Damon lovers out there. This is called MS-verse and is a universe in which Salvatores are actually Mikaelsons. I'm not really sure how I got the idea, but I think there are a lot of posibilities here. All the brothers have such a chemistry, and when we mix them together? Klaus and Stefan, Rebekah mixed with boys, Damon and Elijah, posibities are endless! I personally prefer Damon and Kol, but I'll try to keep other siblings involved, too. Oh, except Finn. He's dead. (Sorry) Honestly, I was really interested to see what would happen if two of them got into some mischief together. In show, their bickering was quite amusing. Both of them are troublemakers, and if they joined forces, it could've been an interesting situation to see. Of course, we haven't seen it, so I decided to write something myself. Oh, and this involves disciplinary spanking of younger siblings, so if that's not your cup of tea...
And now the technical stuff. This is not beta-read. Mistakes are possible! Please let me know if you find something so I won't make same mistakes again.
And of course, I don't own the show or anything conected to it. Except this fic.
Please let me know if you like this. It means so much to me.
Enjoy!
Those were one really nice door.
No, really. Now that he finally had a chance to actually look at them, they looked amazing. He never really looked at the colors and textures of the wood during all those times he walked through them. Well, or ran through them. Or flew. Or while he was being pushed, thrown, proppeled, dragged by his ear, scruff of the neck, hand, oh and that time he watched Damon getting dragged in there by his hair...ouch!...He was led in there vervained, threatened with a dagger pressed on his back or knife put at his throat, drunk out of his mind, drugged, high, sedated, but, interestingly enough, he never before today was standing in front of them in handcuffs.
Really, door to Elijah's office now have officialy saw everything, he though. It was amazing how the wood hasn't started talking alredy just so it can make a comment on Kol's stupidity. And yet, after all this time, they still hadn't said anything.
But what will Elijah say..that was a slightly bigger problem.
Klaus stood behind him in a silent furry. His anger was so palpable even policemen at his sides could've felt it. They shifted sligtly from foot to foot, knocking at the door nervously. It was hard to tell whether it was them or Kol who were more nervous to be brougt into the house. Kol cursed himself once again for drinking so much that night. He than cursed that guy who called him a loser. Next he cursed a bartender for trying to stop him when he jumped at the guy, policemen for arresting him, the guy who called him a loser and turned out to be a witch and Klaus' old friend, Klaus for knowing such a guy, Klaus for inviting policemen in for Elijah to see him himself, that guy who called him a loser and turned out to be a witch and came to their house because he was a part of important bussines Klaus was currently working on, himself for drinking so much last night...
And that's when Elijah opened the door. Kol's train of thoughts abruptly stopped. Screw that, his whole brain abruptly stopped. Only thing he could've done was to just stand there while Elijah looked first at him, than at policemen, than at Klaus and his witch (idiot!) friend, than again at him...The oldest Mikaelson in the room in the end just sighed. „What has he done this time?"
Cop on his left winced when Elijah looked at him. „He..Your..your brother...he started a brawl at the bar while..while he..he was...i was...while..." He stuttered at a dark expression on the oldest Mikaelson's face. The original in the suit raised his hand to stop him. „Damon, go to your room. I will call you for dinner." Only than Kol noticed someone was already in the office. Raven haired man quickly scurried away from Elijah and flew down the hall. He stopped only once to look at the scene before him and to flash a smile in Kol's direction. From what the original brother saw, he just saved Damon from not so pleasant encounter with their big brother.
„Nickolaus, Sigmund, Mr...Myers.." He looked at the badge of the officer on the right, „Would you be so kind to join me in my office for a quick talk regarding my brother?"
Moments later he was sitting on the chair with the other policeman on his side, felling like a kid in front of the principal's office. He was soo dead. He tried listening in on the conversation, but found that his efforts hopeless. Witch, of course! So now he had nothing to do but wait.
„Are you OK?"
„Wha'?" Kol was startled to hear officer talking. Young man on his left smiled at him apologeticaly. „Are you alright? You seem a bit..."
„Terrified?" Kol snorted. „'Cause that doesn't even begin to cover it." Policeman smiled. „I wanted to say nervous, but I guess you're right. So, what's the problem?" He asked that in a manner one would ask what's the special on today's menu. Kol looked at him confused. „you didn't just ask that, did you?" The other man just smiled. „If you haven't noticed, my parents aren't really in the house right now." Thank God. „Those men you just saw? Blonde with a mean look who invited us to come in? Tall guy in a suit who scared the soul out of you? They're my brothers! And after you go away, I will still have both of them to deal with!" He wasn't really crazy enough to yell, so he managed to produce a sound somewhere between shouting and whispering.
To his suprise, guy next to him started chuckling. And now he's stuck with a mainac! He rubbed at his face with hands still hancuffed before him. This guy was so anoying! He amused himself with idea of murdering the guy here and now, but sure his brothers wouldn't be to pleased with him with that...Gah!
But maybe if he just scared him a little...
Before he had a proper chance to dwell on that (unnecesarily to say, horrible) idea, door to the office opened and four men stepped out.
„Thank you for bringing my brother back, officer. I assure you it'll be taken care of." He shook policemen's hand. „Sigmund, I apologize once again...I had no idea he even was in the bar, let alone he decided to provoke a fight against you.." Kol snorted on his seat. Provoked? Him? Oh, please...
He should've espected that smack to the back of his head. Elijah eyed him warningly, so he decided to play nice and keep quiet for the time being. „I'll see you to the door, than..." Older of the two cops signaled for the younger one, who sat next to Kol, to take his handcuffs off. While he was working on getting damn things open, and 'the adults' were talking, officer started whispering to Kol. „See that guy over there, who just endured more then ten minutes spent in the same room with a witch and the two Originals?"
If he was still alive, Kol would have had a heart attack. This way he just stared at the man next to him openmouthedly. „You..you...?" „I'm a witch. How do you think we managed to arrest you?" The man smiled. „And him?" Kol whispered back. „He is my co-worker. And my mentor." „No, I mean.." „Human. Don't worry." Officer smiled. „But imagine this. You have your brothers to deal with. Murderers, psychopats, vampires. No offence." Kol rolled his eyes. „I have a human being who arrested one of the original vampires to deal with. Honestly, I'm not sure who got it worse." He chuckled. Handcuffs fell off with a thud. „Moral of the story, just hold on. You'll be fine."
He smiled warmly one more time and got up. Conversation quickly finished with official goodbyes and two officers left, followed by Sigmund who had reserved himself a room in a hotel in the town center.
Kol sighed, looking at his hands. He heard rather than saw his brothers entering the hall they left him in once again. And he definitely felt how angry they were.
„On the scale from one to ten..." „Twenty." Nick's voice was icy. Kol finally found strenght to look up, and imidiately wished he hadn't. Elijah's mouth were a firm line, hands crossed like always when he was specially angry on one of the 'Devil's twins'. Yeah, well, you could say Kol and Damon alredy made a name for themselves...Klaus, however, looked much more terrifying.
„Where were you earlier today, Kol?" His voice was covered in honey and candies and sweets...and Kol had a hard case of diabetes.
„In a bar." He whispered. „Mhm." Nick hauled him on his feet and is now walking towards him, circling him like a predator would circle a prey. „And what did we tell you about bars, brothels, clubs and all the similar places just a few months ago?" Youngest Original could feel his breath on his neck, and it's making all the hair on his body stand up. „To..Not to go? Not to go without either a permission one of you gave me, or without you being present there with me."
„Mhm." And he just knows Nick is smiling behind his back. „Well, since it's obvious neither one of us was there with you, I would like to know who and when excatly gave you the permission to go?" He's now standing right in front of Kol, who is in return staring at the floor. The bastard is smiling, clearly enjoying in Kol's suffering. „Well?" He asks when Kol hasn't replied. The youngest Mikaelson in the room is still stubornly silent.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! Klaus' hand moved so fast Kol hadn't even seen him. In fact, if it wasn't for the pain now blossoming on his backside, he would have no idea The original hybrid even moved from his spot.
„I..I..." Elijah simply raises an eyebrow at him from other side of the room. „No one." He whispers. Suddently ashamed, he once again looks at his feet.
„Oooh..." Nick coos at him. „So, Kol, you went there even after we told you not to? And without a permission?" Kol nods.
„Verbal answer, lad." And that's how Kol knows he's really screwed this time. Lad. Oh, gosh. „Y..yes, sir." „And you started a bar brawl?" „I was provoked." „Don't lie." „I'm not lying!" „Yes, because you're known for all of your honesty!" Kol was hurt more than he should have been at this comment.
Unfortunately, he was never really good at dealing with his emotions in the right way. „I'm at least trying to improve myself, Nick. One day I'll prove that I'm trustworthy, I won't be a liar anymore!" He lashed out. „But you," he couldn't stop himself, „You'll never be nothing but a bastard!"
Before he was able to notice hurt look on Klaus' face, he found himself being lifted from the ground and hanging over someone's knee. „Kol Mikaelson!" Elijah's hand came crashing down like a lightning, lighting up a flame on his backside. „You don't speak to anyone like that, let alone to your brother!" voice boomed above him. Kol squirmed around on his brother's lap, trying to escape the blows. „'Lijah! Ok!" He dreaded the fact real punishment haven't even started. His bottom was already aching from this smacks alone. „What do you say?" This Kol didn't want to answer. He pursed his lips shut. „Kol?" There was clear warning in his voice. Why would he apologize? Nick has done much worse and he didn't have to apologize to anyone! Youngest Original kept quiet, putting his head down in between his arms.
Elijah sighed. Why it always had to be the harder way with his brothers? He glanced at Nikolaus who was now sitting at the sofa and tipped Kol further over his prompted leg. This time he lifted his hand higher.
Kol cried out at the first blow. „No...wait..." His yelling turned to sobs as the painful spanking continued, right on sensitive sit spots. At one point he put his hand back, just for it to be pinned on the small of his back. „Nothing of that, brother." Elijah scolded him gently, hitting him harder. His legs twiched and started kicking. He couldn't help it, and was barely even noticing it. Elijah, however, just by the second avoided getting hit in the face. „Well?" He stilled for a second. Still no answer.
„Kol, either you can apologize now, or you can lose the jeans, have a tour with my belt and then apologize." Elijah was now losing what little of the patience he had left. Kol shut his eyes, but opened them again when he heard Klaus sigh. He stared up at the Hybrid with unshead tears in his eyes. He stopped crying just seconds ago, but upon seeing Klaus his eyes started watering all over again.
Klaus looked sad. Not angry, not annoyed, but sad. Upset, maybe, but he somehow seemed upset more about Kol's words could be true than the way he told them. He looked miserable. He looked hurt.
Kol's eyes started burning, and he hung his head in sudden wave of shame that hit him.
„I'm sorry."
Elijah smiled. He stopped imidiately and brought his brother into his arms. „You see, that wasn't that hard, was it?" Kol shook his head, rubbing at his sore bottom. He turned to Nick, who was still sitting frozen in front of them. „I really am sorry, Nicky." He whined. „I didn't...didn't mean that. You know I didn't. But I'm sick of being called a liar, not when I'm telling the truth!" His voice cracked on the last part. „I really was provoked. I'm sorry about the brawl, about everything, but that witch of yours was just asking for it!" He sounded childlish even to himself. Elijah tapped his shoulder. „I understand that you're quick tempered, brother. It seems to be in our blood to be stubborn..." He trailed off dreamily. „But you have to start thinking before you do something you'll regret!" He scolded.
„I know." Kol admitted. „Can we just get this over with?" Elijah smiled sadly behind him. „Of course. Brother?" Both him and Kol looked at the Hybrid. He stared at them suprised. „What?" „Can you.." Kol started, but blushed before he was able to finish the sentance. „Niklaus, I think it would be best if you are the one to discipline our brother." Kol's face was at this point red as a tomato.
„After all," Elijah continued nonshalantly, „You are usualy in charge of him. And it was you he disobeyed by going in a bar and getting into a fight. This little outburst doesn't change that." He gently pushed Kol in his direction. Youngest brother was just looking at the floor like all the answers of the world were hiding in it.
Klaus looked at Kol, who was wearing his best puppy pout, and smiled. „Let's go." He gently took Kol's arm and walked him to the room he, Stefan and Damon shared.
Room Elijah told Damon to stay in 'till dinner. Room that now only held younger Salvatore in it...
„Oh for the love of..." Klaus yelled, facepalming. „Stefan, where is that imbecile of your older brother?" He asked. Stefan smiled sweetly and looked at Kol. „Well, he's here with you, isn't he?" „Hey!" Kol yelled. There was, however, smile on his face. Nick snickered next to him. „You know what I meant, Rippah. Where is he?" Stefan rolled his eyes and started collecting his stuff. He had just realized why Kol and Klaus were here, and decided he didn't need to see that today.
„I can't tell you!" He speccialy emphasized word tell. „Don't ask me!" He pointed at the open window. Then, writing something on a paper, continued a little louder. „I have nooo idea where he is!" He turned the paper with huge THE GRILL written on it and gave it to hybrid before vanishing out of the room. Kol chuckled. Klaus, even do he was trying to hide it, looked pretty amused himself.
„Elijah!" He called. When Elijah answered him from the other side of the house (Well, okay, he actually said „We use our indoor voices, Nikolaus, I hear you perfectly good without yelling." But who really cares) he yelled even louder: „Looks like our other resident troublemaker is not in his room anymore!"
Elijah was next to him before he managed to complete his sentence. „Son of a..." They heard door slaming after Elijah as he exited the house.
„Well, shall we?" Klaus nodded his head towards the bed. Kol pouted and looked at Klaus with his best labrador eyes, but still obidently walked to his side of the room. Klaus smiled behind him. Despite his constant mischief and quick temper, Kol's behaviour has dramatically changed in last few months. Just the fact that he took responsibility for his actions was astonishing, and that he went with Klaus willingly...
„Pull down your trousers, but you can keep boxers for the time being." He sat down. Kol's jaw tightened, but he unbuckled his pants and layed himself across his brother's lap without another word. He even put his hand back for Nick to hold it. „And when did we start holding hands?" Nick asked. Kol shifted akwardly across his knees. „It already hurts." That was an understandment, older brother though. Elijah had a hard hand. „I'll reach back at some point, and this...this is...to prevent..ok, it's just stupid, you don't have to..."
Nick caught his hand and pressed it back before Kol could've moved it away. He knew his little brother all too well. Kol maybe just wanted to get this over with on the beggining, but Klaus knew there was also a certain comfort at someone holding your hand. Even if that hand was pinned on your back. He wasn't going to refuse that comfort to his little brother, no matter how troublesome he was sometimes... Most of the times.
Younger original winced at the first hit, but he didn't make a sound. Hybrid flet him tensing and jumping at each blow, but beside little huffs and intakes of breath he stayed stubbornly silent. Only when Nick intensified the strenght behind his blows did Kol started to make a noise. He was breathing sharply, yelping a little at every harder blow. His hand was balled into fist in Nick's hold.
Few minutes later, which had Kol crying softly over his brother's lap, Klaus stopped the spanking.
„Kol, take off your boxers." Kol freezed across Klaus' knees. „Nicky..." he cried. „No, Kol. Take them off. This lesson needs to stick." The smell of tears intensified, but in the end Kol did what he was told to. Klaus held onto his hand again. Kol was not going to like the next part.
„Nick, what..." Klaus slowed down, but didn't stop taking Kol's belt from the pants around his ankles. Of course, Kol heard him doing it. „No. No, no, please.." He started struggling with all his might. Klaus was having none of it. „I know how much you despise belt, Kol. Especially this one." Kol's belt was special made somewhere in France. Elijah bought one for each of his younger brothers as a gift.
What he haven't told them, of course, that the belts were not made simply by leather...well, there was some of it, of course, but usual belts were not made by witches..and did not have herbs in them... „I doubt anyone except Elijah even likes them, but they did proved to be an affective protection against compulsion for your brothers, and against spells for the rest of us."
„It is the implement of torture!" Kol cried. Klaus chuckled behind him. He still well remembered the look on younger boys' faces when they heard what the belts were made of. „Oh, c'mon, even Rebekah wears her gift.." „She has a necklace, Nick!" Kol was still moving his legs like he's running against the floor. „Oh, well..." Nick smiled. He raised belt in the air.
„NO!" Kol's cries were heartbreaking. Klaus was on the verge of tears himself when he heard them, but he couldn't let them come to him. „You can't attack people just for the fun of it, Kol." He started lecturing. „One day you'll run into someone stronger than you, and we won't be able to help you!" He started hitting harder. „When we tell you not to do something, you don't do it! If we told you not to go to clubs, you don't go there!" Kol was sobbing his eyes out. „No, I..I won't.." „You have to listen to us, and you have to trust us! What if it wasn't Sigmund there but someone else? What if they hurt you, and we don't know where you are?" Kol had to admit he didn't really thought about that. That would've been tricky to get out of. „What if you went to jail, Kol? What if you were locked up somewhere in a cell without us knowing where you even are? You could've got hurt! You could've been in prison!" Klaus yelled, all the worry he felt before now morphing into furry once again. „You can't act reckless with your own life, Kol! You need to listen to us! You need to respect what we say! I WONT LOSE YOU AGAIN!"
Belt fell to the floor with a thud. Kol was still sobbing, mumbling inrecognisable promises into his brother's leg. Klaus fixed his boxers and moved him into his arms. „Don't make me do this again, little brother. We've been over this more than enough times." Kol nodded, still shaking from sobs. „I'll try." He promised. „I'm..I'm sory...I won't..." Klaus shushed him and cradled him in his arms. „It's fine now. Calm down."
Once Kol's sobs died down, Klaus wiped at his eyes and stood them both up. Kol fixed his clothes as fast as possible. Then Nick pulled him in for a hug. „i love you, little one. I don't say that a lot, but I really do care for you. And I don't say things just to hear myself talk."
„Most of the time." Kol mumbled, which earned him a slap on the back of his head. Both brothers smiled.
At that moment yelling was heard from downstairs.
„I already told you, it's misunderstanding!" Voice yelled. Two brothers upstairs shared amuzed looks while exiting the room. „Enough! You are already in for a rather unpleasant talk, Damon. And you're just making it worse!" Moment later, Elijah marched into the house dragging pale-looking older Salvatore by the ear.
Klaus chuckled and squeezed Kol's shoulder. Younger boy relaxed next to him. Despite tear tracks still covering his face, he looked oddly happy. Klaus couldn't stop looking at how peaceful he was. Life was never boring with him and Damon in the house.
He really loved these boys...well, most of the time.