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Ok, so I decided to keep Jacqueline around. This time, I'm writing a little bit of her and Rebekah's relationship!

So, who's ready to laugh out loud?

Sit back and enjoy!

Love always,

Avoline

Rebekah strode into the courtyard, her jacket hanging uselessly on her shoulders. Despite how cold it was to the one human in the compound, Rebekah couldn't feel the wind whipping at her face. But she had to at least pretend she could feel the weather changing, or it would put her and her siblings in danger. The youngest sister might not be fond of the human her brother had fallen in love with, but she did love her brother, so she kept her fangs to herself. Besides, the girl did have a good fashion sense, which made for a good shopping buddy.

Speaking of...

"Jacqueline, what the fuck are you knitting now," she inquired, staring at the obnoxiously bright thing in her lap.

"Oh, this," the brunette replied, lifting the object. "It's a sweater dress. I figured with your complexion, hot pink would look great on you."

Rebekah stared at her friend before doubling over in laughter. She had already heard from Freya about the wildly colored socks and where that lead, and now Elijah's girlfriend was trying to force a hot pink dress on her. She knew the small woman wasn't attracted to her, but she seemed to be set on bringing a bit more color to the Mikaelson wardrobe. Where her brother had found this odd human, Rebekah would never know.

"Oh, Jacquie, you're hilarious," she gasped. Her laughter died at the mischievous smirk on her comrade's face.

"Oh, I'm not joking, Beka," Jacqueline answered. "This one is custom fit just for you. I just need you to try it on and make sure it fits." The Original started backing away.

"Oh, no you don't," she warned. "You are not going to force anything short of muted colors on me." The human held up the sweater, and Rebekah saw that it was rather beautiful. "Ok, I'll try it on. Damn."

"Trust me, you'll love it," Jacqueline promised as she passed the garment to the original. The older woman rolled her eyes as she strode to her room to try it on.

She shed the outfit and swiftly slid the wool sweater over her head. Turning to the mirror, she had to admit that the human had made a good looking sweater dress. She might actually wear it from time to time, if only to make her new friend happy. And the yarn wasn't all that itchy, really. It was rather smooth, almost like silk or cotton, and felt good against her skin.

She hated to say it, but it actually DID look good on her.

"I love it," she all but screamed in excitement as she strode back into the courtyard. "It feels good and fits perfectly!" The human smiled and stood.

"I knew it would," she almost bragged. "I got all your measurements from a few of your custom dresses." Rebeka couldn't stop from laughing.

"You're a sneaky little bitch, you know that," she giggled.

"Just wait. I'm making Klaus a sweater with a massive K on it!"