AN: Here's a drabble based on a prompt I received for KC Wednesday! I hope you like it and please review, it really brightens my day! (Strayed from the prompt slightly at the end, hope that's okay!)

Prompt: Hello! This is your KC Wednesday prompt: Klaus tries to teach Caroline how to shoot with a gun. She keeps missing the target. Eventually she wants something from him and he tells her that if she gets the target he will tell her (he is certain that she won't). Happy Writing!

"I don't get why I have to learn this," Caroline complained, following Klaus outside where he set up everything for their lesson.

"When would I actually have to use a gun anyway?" she continued, "Supernatural beings aren't affected by guns unless they have wooden bullets or bullets laced with vervain or wolfsbane, and even then, vamp speed, fangs, superwoman strength, cunning abilities, I don't see how a gun would be helpful."

"It's not about the gun itself, sweetheart," he said, "it's about control, power, aim. It's not so much about damage as much as it's about your abilities. Our vampire skills give us an edge over normal people, humans, but you're in the same category as every other supernatural being out there. You have to sharpen every sense more than it already is, learning how to shoot a gun is a good way to start."

Klaus didn't add that seeing her shoot a gun was also part of a number of fantasies he'd had about her up to date. Just imagining her doing it, embracing her vampire side and letting the power course through her, had him aroused.

"Fine," she relented, "let's do this."

He taught her how to hold the gun, what her stance should be like, how to breathe and trust in her abilities and instincts, and although it all seemed natural to her, as if she was getting it, she failed to hit the target. Every. Single. Time.

Klaus wasn't sure what to make of the situation. Caroline was the type to gravitate toward everything she set her mind to. There wasn't much she couldn't do if she tried and practiced. She had such an urge to try and see everything, and she excelled at everything no matter what. But every time she went to shoot, she was off, getting it a little too far to the side, above or below after readjusting.

"Maybe we should take a little break," he said, "go out for some beignets?"

"Yeah, sure," she said, her voice just a little lower than normal, showing her disappointment. She shook it off quickly though, her mind at work, probably strategizing on how she could do better.

He worked on trying to get her mind off of it, asking her about plans for the weekend when her eyes lit up.

"How much do you absolutely adore me?" she asked, a smile on her face.

"We both know the answer to that, love," he said.

"Then you wouldn't mind going out to sing karaoke with me, my friends and your siblings Saturday night?" she asked.

"Absolutely not."

"But Klaus it'll b-"

"No Caroline, I'll gladly watch you on stage though."

"Oh, come on. Just one song! I'll even let you pick it!" she said.

"The day you're able to shoot the middle of that target I agree to do consider doing karaoke," he said, and quickly wished he wasn't so rash in his words.

"Fine, let's go," she said.

Caroline walked out, not even checking to see whether Klaus followed her. She knew he would always go where she went, regardless of the circumstances.

They made their way back to the field, the set up exactly the same as before. She picked up the gun, putting herself past the mark set up before, increasing the distance between her and the target. Klaus watched as she fixed her stance, she brought the gun up, closed her eyes, breathed in, open her eyes, and pulled the trigger as she began letting the air out of her lungs.

Sure enough, the bullet went straight through the center of the target.

Caroline looked over at Klaus with a smirk on her face. He narrowed his eyes at her before vamp speeding his way in front of her.

"And how exactly did you learn to do that so suddenly?" he asked.

She shrugged, a grin tracing her lips.

"When someone thinks I can't do something, I prove them wrong."

"Hmm," he said, "more like you tried to hustle me into doing karaoke with you, sweetheart."

"The world may never know," she chuckled, "but what I do know is that you have to do karaoke with me."

"I do believe I said I'd consider doing karaoke with you, and after giving it some thought, my offer to watch from the sidelines still stand," he said, his mouth forming a grin of his own, dimples starting to show, as her grin faltered.

"Wait," she said, taking in his slightly arrogant demeanor, "you tricked me! You knew I could do it!"

"There isn't much you can't do, love."

"If that's the case," she said, inching closer to him, their bodies beginning to touch, "then maybe there is a way to get you to sing with me on Saturday."

Caroline put her arms around his neck, her lips slightly touching his.

Klaus smirked.

"You can certainly try," he said, right before whooshing them home and into their bed.