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"So, what would Finn Mikaelson want with the lovely Bonnie Bennett?" Kol asked, as he lounged on a sofa at their manor.
"Is she coming?" the elder brother asked, cutting to the chase immediately.
"I'm quite sure she is. You see, nobody can resist my natural charms and magnetic personality."
Finn rolled his eyes and began to pace across the length of the living room. The only sound was the tapping of his black dress shoes on the softwood floor and the rubbing of fabric as he walked. He may have been daggered in a coffin for a millennium, but there was one thing he was certain of for longer than he had been a vampire: Kol Mikaelson was not to be trusted, living or undead. He was more devious than the devil himself on one of his good days.
"Are you going to carve a path in the floor while you wait?" Kol asked with a hint of irritation in his usually light and sarcastic voice.
"Kol…" Finn hesitated before continuing. "Do you ever regret it? Being… being…" A vampire.
A laugh bubbled from Kol's lips like a geyser, starting as a quiet chuckle and evolving into a full-blown laugh. Where did this come from? Surely, this was the last thing on any vampire's mind, even if it was… Finn. "Regret what?" he replied. "Finn, my brother, I don't regret a thing."
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A crow caws in the distance as Kol lays down at the riverside, bathing in the sunlight. The wind blows through his shirt and he smiles genuinely for the first time in a while.
"Kol," she tells him, "Do you ever regret it?"
He closes his eyes and reaches blindly for her hand. "I don't regret a thing."
"That's good," she says. Her voice is lower than a whisper, but the wind carries its sweet chimes to his ear. "I don't either."
He chuckles. "That's good."
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Sure enough, the doorbell chimed loudly in the emptiness of the house. Kol found himself rising from his lazy slouch and dragging himself to the door. "Bonnie," he greeted her breathlessly.
"Kol," she replied firmly, but not kindly, simply as an acknowledgment of his existence.
"Come in," he said, gesturing politely to the foyer. "I hope you haven't brought us a housewarming gift," he quipped, but it was ignored as the girl allowed herself to be led into the living room.
"You have a beautiful home," Bonnie commented as they walked.
As he opened his mouth to reply, another voice sounded. "Thank you, darling." It was his mother, Esther. She walked regally towards the fellow witch and took the girl's hands in her own pale ones. "It is an honor having you here."
Bonnie nodded, but didn't reply and the three of them proceeded to the room. Kol led her to her seat before taking one directly across from her, smirking at the thought of how uneasy she would be, staring into his face while he stared back. Esther took the seat beside him and shortly after, they were joined by Finn.
Bonnie was the first of them to start speaking. "First things first, you want my power, don't you?"
Esther nodded slowly. "Then Abby has contacted you."
The girl nodded, shifting her gaze to the two vampires uneasily before looking back at Esther. Something about the original witch calmed her nerves, whereas Finn and Kol simply made shivers run down her spine. She would have preferred if she could speak alone with Esther. It didn't make things easier that Kol was boring his dark eyes into her own. The smirk he gave her only reinforced the idea that he was possibly doing this on purpose, just to get under her skin.
"Your mother has not come with you…" Finn noted, leaning back in his seat.
Bonnie simply nodded.
With a smirk, Kol asked, "Is she busy being a deadbeat?" The witch tensed and he caught a fierce glare from his mother. He chuckled and added. "My apologies. I just couldn't imagine a woman who would abandon or forsake her own children for such selfish purposes."
The atmosphere was immediately tense. The three members of the Original family stared at Bonnie expectantly for her response. Esther and Finn shot meaningful looks at each other, but neither of them could say a word.
"She was… protecting me from Mikael," Bonnie explained hesitantly.
"Of course, Miss Bennett." Kol smiled, his eyes locked on Bonnie's eyes. "I didn't mean to assume."
"Assumption is such a disgusting habit to get into," she replied edgily.
"Well, then," Kol began, speaking in low tones, "I believe it's time for the wine."
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Bonnie and Elena's favorite movie has always been "Mean Girls" They even have a Burn Book and wear pink on Wednesdays. They call Caroline Forbes "Regina George" behind her back and are actively trying to make "fetch" happen.
Saturday is the night that the girls go over to Grams' and watch it on her old VCR. Her house always smells of freshly baked bread and the same herbs Grams uses in Bonnie's own house.
"Y'know, Bonnie," Elena says, "You totes have to move that VCR over to your house."
"Yeah, but the parental unit won't let me. God forbid he has any kind of electronic device older than 2005." Bonnie rolls her eyes and plops down on the couch right beside her best friend.
Elena giggles and grabs the remote for the TV off of the coffee table. "I win! I'm queen this night!"
"Oh, my God, you cheating bitch!" Elena laughs at this. "I wasn't ready!" Bonnie exclaims. "Rematch! If you dare!"
"Oh, no!" Elena exclaims. "I won fair and square! As my first royal decree, I say you should make us some popcorn!" She smirks and waves her hand towards the kitchen. She puts on a terrible English accent. "Hurry now!"
Bonnie rolls her eyes and heads towards the kitchen, defeated.
A musky scent wafts into her nose as she enters the kitchen. It's Grams' incense. It was incredibly thick today though. A voice makes her more alert as she enters. Her grandmother wasn't supposed to be home.
"Just give me a moment, Sheila!" a desperate voice hisses.
"I am not inviting you into the house!" her grandmother replies sternly. "I don't trust you."
Bonnie stands at the doorway, hiding out of her grams' sight. She listens intently when a short silence occurs.
"You Bennett witches really are a tough breed."
Witches?
The door then slams and Grams is in front of Bonnie in a heartbeat.
"How much did you hear?" she asks. Her face didn't show any emotion and for the first time ever, Bonnie was terrified of her own grams.
"Hear what?" Bonnie replies smoothly. Luckily, her drama classes were good for something. "I just want some popcorn."
Grams seems to believe her and puts on a sweet smile, letting her granddaughter into the kitchen and going on her way. Bonnie doesn't comment on the fact that Grams is supposed to be out of the house, but she doesn't want to. She simply goes to the cabinet to start preparing the snacks.
Coincidentally, that is also the first time she has ever told her grandmother a lie that could threaten her life.
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The wine and cheese part of the meeting was much more awkward than the actual discussion segment. It consisted mainly of vampires glaring at each other and Kol passing Bonnie a sly smirk every now and again.
"So how are you finding your wine?" Kol asked her.
She almost didn't respond because it seemed like it had been such a long time since anyone had said anything that it felt taboo to help break the silence. She smiled sarcastically. "Serving wine to someone underage seems a bit ungentlemanly…" she told him, taking a slow sip out of her wine glass.
"I'm sure someone like you would have enough self-control to handle one measly glass of wine," he replied, raising his glass and taking an even slower sip.
"Someone like me?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
He heaved a breath and grinned. "You Bennett witches!" he exclaimed almost cheerily and let out a laugh -a genuine, honest to God laugh.
Finn and Esther let out half-hearted laughs and glanced awkwardly at each other. Bonnie simply smiled out of sheer politeness. She took another small sip from the wine, which actually tasted really good, not that she was going to tell that to Kol or anyone.
Coincidentally, that was the first time Bonnie was ever truly intrigued by a vampire.