D'oh! I did it again! I'm updating right on the cusp of Friday and Saturday. My sincerest apologies lovelies, I just had a lot of difficulty with this one.
It's really not my personal favorite, at all. I don't think it's quite as silly as the others, but it has its redeeming qualities. Or, at least I'm hoping.

As always, thank you lots for reading and reviewing, favoriting and following. Always a motivator and always makes me grin a goofy grin. :) Enjoy!

Week 4

For the fourth consecutive week, Family Game Night was on. After the mishap with Elijah the previous week, the Salvatores hadn't been invited back. In truth, Elijah was the only one who had protested their attendance, and, as he was initiator of FGN, he deemed his word final.

On the other hand, Caroline had been invited this time, through sheer force of will. Elena tagged along too, since she was overall intrigued by the notion of the Originals having a Family Game Night, not to mention the displays from last week.

It was Rebekah's turn to decide on a game, and after careful consideration, and taking into account their two guests, she chose Truth or Dare. Kol's eyes gleamed at the prospect and he retired to the sitting room to conspire, worrying just about every one of his siblings.

Upon showing up, Caroline volunteered to help Klaus divvy out the alcohol, as it was becoming a staple for game nights, leaving Elena to chat up Elijah. Kol watched for the first few minutes from his seat on the couch, intrigued by his brother's interest in the latest Petrova, but quickly grew bored at their failing attempts at flirtation. He pulled his phone out and began playing "Temple Run", tuning out the conversation...

"Where did you even get the idea to do a Family Game Night?" Elena was wondering.

Elijah shrugged with a bashful grin. "Google."

She laughed in amusement. "I shouldn't be surprised, but I am."

"Just because I'm old doesn't mean I can't stay with the times."

"And you really thought it would work? The game night, I mean."

"It has its flaws – namely Kol – but it always makes for an interesting night."

"Heard my name," Kol said, without looking up from his phone.

But they ignored him. Huffing, Rebekah resigned to the couch with a bored flop, right beside Kol.

"They're far too interested in each other to care about you, Kol."

"Shame, that," he said. "I'm more interesting than the two combined."

"Vomit," she remarked. After a brief silence, she sighed. "This is taking too long."

"Do something about it," Kol suggested, still focused on his phone.

"Fine. I'm starting!" Rebekah announced. She turned to her side. "Kol, truth or dare?"

He sat up, putting his phone back into his pocket and smirked. "Dare."

"All right." Her eyes sparkled with humor and she contemplated. Elena and Elijah, in the meantime, had sauntered over to take part. "I dare you to proclaim your undying devotion to the next person who walks into the room."

Kol glanced at the doorway and heard Caroline approaching. Kol's face lit up. Sure enough, she appeared with Klaus at her heels carrying a tray of drinks.

"This is far too easy," Kol mumbled.

"Drinks are up!" Caroline announced cheerfully.

In the blink of an eye he was on bended knee in front of Caroline, taking her hand in his. He gazed up at her adoringly. Klaus looked on, repulsed.

"Kol, what on earth are you doing?"

"Caroline Forbes," he began, ignoring his brother, "I must tell you, as I cannot hold it in any longer or I shall die." He stopped for dramatic affect and those behind him were snickering. "I am truly, madly in love with you."

Caroline's eyes widened in horror. "What?"

"From the moment I saw you, I was yours and knew I had to have you," he stood, suddenly pulling her close. She let out a startled gasp. "To hold you." He drew her face to his and she grimaced. "To taste you."

Before he could lean any closer, Klaus gripped his brother's collar and tore him away in a fit of fury.

"Do you have a death wish?" he snarled.

"But I love her!" he cried, staying in character.

"Oh my god," Caroline muttered, hiding her face.

"Please, darling. I'll do anything!"

He lunged for her again but Klaus held him back. He noticed the gleam in Kol's eyes as he fought not to laugh, and groaned. "All right. Who dared him?"

The room erupted into laughter while Caroline looked up, humiliated. "This was a dare?"

"Sorry, Care," Elena said, still laughing.

She frowned."You all suck."

"Yes, we do," Kol smirked before he returned to his seat.

"Well done, Kol," Rebekah praised.

He bowed, mockingly, winking in Caroline's direction. She shot him a dirty look as she and Klaus joined the party.

"Whose turn is it?" Klaus wondered aloud.

"My turn," Kol answered, gleefully. "Caroline, truth or dare, love?"

She narrowed her eyes in a glare. "Dare."

His smile widened. "You do realize you just chose dare, don't you?" She peered, cynically. He began to rub his chin, pretentiously. "What do I want you to do?" A wicked smile spread across his face. "I dare you to compel two humans to fight to the death."

Caroline chortled. "Are you serious? No way."

"Can't back out on a dare, sweets."

"I am not being an accomplice to murder."

"Spoilsport," he frowned. "Then, how about you...compel two females to perform a strip tease. No – wait!" His eyes darkened. "You do it."

"Kol," Klaus warned. "Boundaries."

"A dare's a dare, brother. Besides, this will benefit you too."

"What is this, pick on Caroline night?" she scoffed.

"You wanted the invite," Rebekah pointed out.

Caroline stood. "I'm getting another drink. I get the feeling one won't be enough."

"Whatever helps you get your clothes off!" Kol called after her.

"Rebekah, truth or dare?"

It was Elena who asked. Good friend that she was, she knew that Caroline would only continue to refuse Kol's dare of performing a strip tease so she decided the best way to avoid it escalating was to just continue the game and hope everyone forgot.

"Truth."

"Why did you sleep with Damon?"

"Will I never live that down?" she grumbled.

A wave of "no"'s and "not likely"s echoed through the room. Rebekah glared at all of them.

"Dare you to sleep with him again," Kol smiled sweetly.

"I chose truth," she sneered. "And I only slept with him out of pity."

"Yeah, pity for yourself."

She took her heeled shoe off and threw it at Kol. He shielded himself, letting his arms take the hit.

"Ow!" he glowered.

"Caroline, Truth or Dare?" Rebekah asked, changing the subject.

"Truth," Caroline shrugged.

Rebekah grinned, evilly, turning toward Caroline. "Is it true you have feelings for my brother?"

Klaus choked on his drink making Rebekah smile wider. Caroline's jaw had dropped.

"That's not fair."

"What's unfair about it? You chose truth."

Caroline looked to Klaus for help, but he just smirked. "I'd actually be quite interested to hear the answer."

She slumped in her seat, groaning. "What if I don't want to answer?"

"Then you have to do a dare," Rebekah grinned, evilly.

"Can I know the dare before I decide?"

"No," Rebekah scoffed, Kol and Klaus echoing her.

"This is so not fair. You can't make me say how I feel."

"That's how the game works."

"Well then I don't want to play anymore," she pouted.

"Oh come on, doll," Kol badgered. "We all know the answer already. Just say it."

"No."

"Fine," Rebekah shrugged. "Dare it is."

"Fine," Caroline accepted, begrudgingly.

"I dare you to tell us how you feel about Nik," Rebekah smirked.

"Oh come on!"

"Bloody brilliant," Kol laughed.

Rebekah grinned, proudly. "Well?"

Caroline's mean girl grin appeared. "Okay. I can't stand your brother. That's how I feel."

"That isn't what I asked."

"Well, that's my answer," she said, stubbornly.

"Oh, you love him and just don't want to admit it," Kol rolled his eyes.

"Shut up, Kol," she glared.

"Isn't deflection a defense mechanism?" Elijah pondered with a smirk.

"Fine, okay? I like Klaus! There," her arms flailed skyward. "I said it!"

"Wow," Elena muttered, averting her disapproving eyes.

"And here I thought we'd be waiting a century to hear that one," Kol teased, finishing off his drink. "Anyone for seconds?"

While Kol excused himself to grab more drinks for the group, Caroline pouted, folding her arms, and sulked at the fact that someone had finally gotten her to admit to her feelings. Klaus leaned in close, dimpling.

"Was that so hard?" he murmured in her ear.

"Don't let it go to your head," she said, snidely.

He glanced down at his jeans, then back up at her wearing his trademark roguish smile. "Too late."

"Anyone for shots?" Kol reappeared. "Eliiiiijah?"

Two shots apiece later, the game resumed. It was technically Caroline's turn to ask, but she forfeited her turn in exchange for her drink. In an effort to bring her out of her mood, Klaus turned his plotting gaze to Elena.

"Elena, truth or dare?"

She pressed her lips together. "Truth."

"If you had to choose, Damon or Stefan?"

Her eyes narrowed. "Go to hell."

He chuckled. "That's not an answer."

"I am not answering that."

"Because you can't?" Rebekah teased.

"Because it's none of your business."

"Oh come on," Caroline begged, finally lightening up. "If I had to answer, so do you!"

"I think she should choose Damon," Klaus offered his two cents.

"No way!" Caroline refuted. "Damon's too much of a jerk. She was perfect with Stefan."

"I agree," Kol chimed in, playfully. "They were so OTP."

"OTP?" Elijah asked, curiously.

"One True Pairing," Caroline filled him in.

"Ah."

"Stefan's under the assumption that she loves Damon though," Klaus reminded them. "He's already given up."

Caroline narrowed her eyes. "You think one drunken night with him means you know everything? Read a romance novel. They'll wind up together in the end."

"Personally, I don't think either one is a suitable match," Elijah said, joining the debate.

Rebekah stared at him, intrigued. "Why? Who did you have in mind?"

Elijah's face contorted into an awkward smile. "No one."

"Are you guys seriously discussing my love life right now with me sitting right here?" Elena was appalled.

"Well, if you'd just answer the question," Klaus told her.

"Just answer," Kol urged.

"And be honest!" Klaus added.

"No lying, Elena," Rebekah continued the pattern.

"And no takebacks," Kol reminded.

"Just one name," Klaus continued.

Rebekah nodded. "It's simple, really."

"Damon or Stefan?"

By now, Elena's head was reeling. "I CAN'T!" They all quieted, stunned. "I love them both."

"But if you had to?" Rebekah urged. "If you were dying and you could only be with one of them for your last breath, who would it be?"

Elena sighed. "I really don't know."

Klaus sat forward, steepling his fingers. "I think if she can't choose one, she isn't really in love with either of them."

"Oooh. Interesting," Caroline crooned. "Elena? Input?"

"Can we just get on with the game?" she asked miserably.

"Yes," Elijah agreed. "Let's."

Spying the friction between the two, Rebekah hatched an idea. Her evil grin was back with a vengeance.

"Okay, Elena," Rebekah began. "Truth or dare?"

"But I just went."

She shrugged. "So go again."

Elena rolled her eyes. "Dare," she chose, contemptuously.

Rebekah's shone with delight. "I dare you to kiss Elijah."

Both Elijah and Elena's eyes widened. "What?" she laughed, nervously.

"You heard me."

"Um, okay. Random," Caroline remarked from the sidelines.

Elena and Elijah glanced at each other, unsure of what to do.

"A dare is a dare, Elena," Rebekah reminded her.

Elena glanced at Elijah again. He raised an eyebrow, but suddenly seemed more at ease with the notion. She rolled her eyes and sighed in defeat. She walked over to where he was standing and nervously looked up at him. He seemed almost eager, now, eyes bright. She leaned in and barely let her lips touch his in a soft kiss, surprised to feel him kissing her back. Just as she began to pull away, Elijah grabbed the back of her head, gripping her hair as he kissed her more forcefully. Elena's eyes flew open wide. A small grunt escaped him and her eyes fluttered back closed as she gave into it. After another minute, he finally released her. They were both gasping for air and avoiding eye contact with one another.

Everyone was staring at the two, aghast, but it was Caroline who said it.

"What the hell was that?"

While the game was on pause to refresh drinks, yet again, Caroline managed to pull Elena into the hallway for an interrogation.

"You want to tell me what that was about?"

"They're vampires, Caroline. They can hear us anywhere in the house."

"Don't deviate, Elena. I'm onto you."

"What are you talking about?"

"That kiss with Elijah? You've got the hots for the Original big brother."

She shook her head. "That's ridiculous. I do not have the hots for Elijah."

"Tell it to his lips."

"Okay, I'm so done with this conversation."

"Fine, but you're only proving me right." She called after her, "Denial is a girl's worse enemy, Elena!"

But Elena was already gone. Caroline retreated back into the room to resume the game. When they sat back down, she had tilted her head and gazed at Elijah, conspiringly. Since everyone was distracted with drinks and wondering what had just happened, Caroline seized the opportunity.

"Elijah, truth or dare."

And like that, the attention of the room was back. Elijah blinked, appearing unmoved by the events of the last few minutes. He gave a slight roll of his shoulders.

"Truth."

"Do you have the hots for Elena?"

"Caroline!" Elena hissed.

"What? After a kiss like that, I have to know!"

"Don't mind her, Elijah," Elena said, apologetically. "I think some of the bleach seeped into her brain."

"Hey! You know my hair isn't dyed, Elena. How dare you."

"Yeah? Then what's your excuse?"

"Seriously?!"

"Catfight," Kol cheered, tipsily. "Rrow!"

"Ladies, please," Elijah intervened. "I'll answer the question."

"Yes, please do," Caroline begged.

"No, don't," Elena said, alternatively.

"Why?" Kol inquired. "Afraid you might have 3 vampires to not choose then?"

"It's no secret that Elijah is obsessed with the Petrovas," Klaus threw in his two cents. "Why should Elena be an exception?"

"I'm leaving," Elena stood.

"Party pooper!" Kol called as she walked out.

"Come on! Elena!" Caroline started after her.

"Hey Nik, truth or dare?" Kol asked, drunkenly.

Klaus glanced at his brother, lazily. "Dare."

"Dare you to resire your hybrid flunky, Tyler Lockwood."

"What!?" Caroline's head snapped back halfway to the archway.

"Done," Klaus grinned, triumphantly.

"You can't!" she cried, stomping her foot.

"Is that even possible?" Rebekah wondered aloud.

"Only one way to find out," Klaus rose from his seat.

"No!"

Caroline held him back, tugging the edge of his shirt as he brushed past her. He turned around and she released him.

"A dare's a dare, love," he reasoned.

"Please! I'll...I'll..."

"You'll what?"

His eyes sparkled with intrigue. She stared, open-mouthed, realizing she was caught.

"Go on. Finish your sentence, sweetheart."

Her shoulders slumped in defeat. "Forget it."

"Don't do that," Kol chided. "It was just getting good."

"It was only a joke, love," Klaus told her.

She scowled at the two. "I hate you both!"

"You're adorable when you're mad," Klaus teased.

"Oh go cuddle with Stefan!"

His eyebrows shot up as she stormed out of the room toward the front door.

"Hey!" Kol called. "You still owe me a strip tease!"

The door slammed in response.