These two are my BroTP and I'm not even sorry about this. (This is set in the same universe as Garden Party, it's sort of an origin of Kol and Caroline's friendship, and her nickname, but mostly just word garbage.) Be warned, this one has some strong language, I do not recommend reading if you're not into swearing!
The first time he meets Caroline Forbes, it is four in the morning, and she is (if he's being honest, quite spectacularly) drunk.
She's standing on the street in front of his building talking to herself.
Or, at least, he thinks she is.
"You absolute little shit, do you have any idea about how absolutely soul crushingly bad my night has been, and here you are trying to make it worse by stealing the one thing that is bringing me happiness. How fucking dare you. Just who do you think you are, king of the fucking pigeons?"
He witnesses her waving her hands around, blond curls flying and he can't help but laugh.
"Easy there, darling," he says, still laughing, and waves his hands to further chase away the bird.
"Hey! That bird deserved everything it had coming, the sneaky thief" she scowled at Kol, but he couldn't stop laughing.
This pretty, blond, drunken mess was telling off a pigeon of all things, rather well too.
"I don't doubt it, but I'm quite sure it can't understand you" she's folded her arms and an adorable drunken scowl is settling on her face.
She sits on the top step, with a little huff and he takes a moment to study her.
He takes in the dress she's wearing, the heels in hand, the messy curls and the tear smudged mascara, and groans, knowing that somehow, his plans of falling into bed and passing out for the next twenty-four hours have been postponed.
"Are you alright?" he asks, sighing heavily and sitting next to her on the top step, she eyes him suspiciously.
"Are you going to murder me?" she shoots back,
"I don't have any plans to, besides, do you know how hard it is to hide a dead body around this area?"
He grins, "It's murder" she rolls her eyes at his terrible pun, but it's done the job, because the wary look in her eyes dissipates a touch, it's obviously enough, because she opens her mouth and starts talking.
"My boyfriend, well I guess he's my ex-boyfriend now, is one of those ridiculous academic types, like hasn't left school since high school, which, I know, is insane, I mean how can anyone read that many textbooks and not want to gouge their eyes out, but anyway, he decided that I don't have the right look for someone to be involved with someone in academia, because I'm blond and I was a cheerleader, and I'm great in social situations. I mean, none of that is my fault, I'm still smart, I was valedictorian in high school, and was magna cum laude in college, I have a doctorate for fucks sake, but just because I'm blond and pretty and smarter than he is, he likes to make me out to be an idiot. To be honest, I don't even know why they keep him around, he is an actual idiot."
She's barely paused for breath, and if he's being honest, he's mildly impressed at the amount of oxygen she's managing to pull through her lungs, he thought Rebekah was a talker, but she has nothing on this girl.
"Anyway, he dumped me in the middle of his shitty party, with his shitty friends and now I can't go home, because we live together." She pauses for a breath at this point, and he's glad. He doesn't remember those CPR classes that Elijah had forced them all into, and he kind of doesn't want her to die.
"I mean, what did he think was going to happen, that he could just break up with me and he could go home and I would just magically disappear from his life? We live together, all my stuff is in that shitty apartment. Oh god, I'm going to have to find somewhere to live" she groans, holding her head in her hands.
"Anyway," she says to the steps under her bare feet, "here I am, drunk and rambling to a stranger and waiting for my shit head brother to come home"
"Your brother lives here? In this building?" he points and she nods,
"Stefan, he's 4C" Kol knows who she is talking about, Stefan Salvatore.
"The dude with the funny hair, right?" this gets a genuine laugh out of her, and another nod.
"I'm 5C, I live right above him. You're welcome to wait upstairs for him, it's sort of freezing out here?"
"You're not going to murder me, right?" she clarifies, warily watching as he stands, and offers her a hand to pull her up.
"I swear, I've been working all night and I am far too tired to drag your dead body around today. I'm Kol by the way, see now we aren't strangers." She smiles, and takes his offered hand.
"Caroline, and if you kill me, my brothers will hunt you to the ends of the earth" she says with a bright sunny smile.
"Come on then, you little bird disciplinarian let's get you inside."
It's the birth of an excellent friendship and a nickname she will never escape.
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