Premise: Silas finds out that his OTP finally got together and he pays them a little unexpected visit.
So I just had this idea pop up into my head, where someone informs Silas that Klaroline got together and he comes back from the other side to fangirl over them. Warning: I may have turned Silas a little bit OOC, as he definitely comes off as way more exaggerated and he's totally channeling one of us obsessed shippers with his incoherent but they're so perfect, ugh type thoughts lol. Nonetheless, I hope this is a light and funny drabble to soothe us all as we brave the incoming storm of more bullshit interviews and new TO episodes!
It was a beautiful day in New Orleans. The sun was warm and prickled Caroline's porcelain skin. The streets were filled with eager tourists and lively bands. She looked down at her hand that was intertwined with Klaus's and she found it difficult to wipe the huge smile off her face.
Here they were, strolling the streets of the city, hand in hand, as if they were actually a normal couple in love - engaging in trivial human activities as Klaus would call it.
She felt Klaus's thumb glide gently over over the top of her hand and she felt a shiver reach down her spine. Damn, would she ever get rid of the giddy butterflies when it came to him?
"I can't believe Kol actually bought you tampons when you asked him," Klaus said, chuckling as he turned to face her. "The entire town saw him walk out with the box in his hands and parade down the street."
Caroline chuckled back and a smug smile appeared on her face.
"Yeah, well…Rebekah and I have done an excellent job at whipping you Mikaelson men back into shape lately and letting you guys know who the queens of the house are," she replied in a confident tone.
Klaus raised his eyebrows in a "really?" sort of way, even though he very well knew who ruled his house. Caroline definitely wore the pants in the relationship. And her recent bonding with Rebekah proved that they were a lethal duo of blonde hair and high heels that he was so not going to mess with.
"If he thought he was going to get away with sabotaging the Miss New Orleans pageant I spent months working on, he was seriously mistaken." She said, a glint of anger in her eyes as she conjured up the images of last week's event. Kol had waltzed in mid-ceremony, drunk and slurring his words. He stole all the contestant's bras that were hidden behind the stage in their respective dressing rooms and threw them inside the party favorsparty favors that were given to the most esteemed guests. The entire town's board had found lacy and flimsy Victoria's Secret bras tucked within the bags and Caroline was absolutely mortified.
Klaus stifled a laugh as he remembered his brother's antics. He really wanted to be upset with him for ruining Caroline's day, and to some degreedegree he was. But on the other hand, it was just about the most hilarious thing to happen to this town in over a century. He and Kol were also at a very good place in their relationship. Ever since the whole incident in Mystic Falls, they'd been on rough terms up until a while ago when Caroline came to town and just about forced them to reconcile. And he was eternally grateful. He was glad to have his brother back, even if Kol did behave like a hormonal teenager - and probably would for the rest of eternity.
Klaus was about to reply when Kol came running towards them.
"Speak of the devil," Caroline muttered, as she saw him coming from a distance. Klaus smiled at hearing Caroline's comment.
She painted her best sarcastic and false smile and greeted Kol. She was totally still mad at him for what he did last week and she didn't see herself getting over it anytime soon.
"Hello, little brother. Fancy seeing you here. I thought you'd finally managed to land a date with the Bennet witch after nearly a year of begging," Klaus said good-naturedly, although a hint of sarcasm was present in his voice.
"Hello brother," he greeted, clapping a hand on Klaus's back.
"Darling," he drawled. "You look stunning as always," he muttered, as he pressed a faint kiss on the top of Caroline's hand, chuckling as she scoffed loudly and wiped her hand along her white summer dress.
"Well, I was on said date with Bonnie, when I encountered a friendly face from the past," Kol replied, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
Caroline visibly tensed, sensing this friendly face wouldn't be so friendly.
"Stop trying to be mysterious and tell us who it is!" Caroline urged.
"Silas is here. Well, his ghost is here." Caroline and Klaus gave each other a look of confusion. Silas was dead. How was he here? And more importantly, why was he after them in New Orleans?
"He looks mad, brother! Babbling on and on about how his OTP is finally together." Kol continued. "He was holding a picture of the two of your from your trip to Rome. He was just staring at it all lovingly. What a bloke," Kol chuckled out. "The mate's clearly gone mad! Who knows what he's talking about!"
What in the hell was an OTP? Klaus wondered. Caroline too had no idea.
"What the hell is an OTP, Klaus?" Caroline inquired, shifting her body towards Klaus, hands on her hips, clearly exasperated by the unnecessary drama she saw was about to unfold.
"How the bloody hell should I know, love? Does it look like I speak this century's lingo?" He replied.
They both turned to Kol at the same time, mirroring each other's positions. Each had their hands on their hips, and their bodies angled toward Kol in a questioning stance.
"Well?!" Caroline exclaimed in question.
"Don't look at me, darling," Kol shrugged. "I had been daggered for the better part of this century thanks to my dear brother," he said, pointedly staring at Klaus. "I wouldn't be the best person to ask."
Klaus had a comeback on the tip of his tongue, when they saw Silas running towards them, Amara not far behind.
Silas slowed to a stop as he came closer. It seemed like a scene straight out of a romance movie when the couples run slowly towards each other. Only this time, it was one man running in slow motion while the others stood still on the other side.
Silas stood there. Overcome by emotion, he covered his mouth with his hands. He tilted his head upward toward the sky, muttering some nonsensical praises to whatever god he seemed to believe in.
Caroline and Klaus gave him a weird look, wondering what the hell had gotten into him. Maybe the other side had actually driven him mad?
"Oh my god," Silas finally managed to stutter out. He held the picture of Klaus and Caroline that Kol had been talking about before in his outstretched arm, as he observed the picture and then gazed at the couple that stood behind it.
Caroline's eyes widened as she tilted her head in a "Well? What's going on" type of expression.
"Even better than I envisioned…just truly phenomenal," he muttered out in awe, as he lowered the picture and stuffed it back into the pocket of his jeans. That is for fangirling later. Good thinking, Silas.
Wait. Were those actual tears in his eyes? Klaus was confused beyond belief, so he just let Silas continue with whatever he was trying to say.
"I truly am the supernatural Madonna! For nature has blessed me with the ability to match-make…Just look at you two. I can't even. I just - I need a moment I'm overwhelmed by my feelings right now," he said choked up.
Amara seemed worried beside him. "I have no idea what's gotten into him!" She explained exasperatedly. "He was fine until yesterday when he came barreling towards me with the news that his OTP had finally gotten together and he felt betrayed that no one informed him sooner! Can you please help me? He said he had to see you both." She finished.
"Silas, sweetheart, calm down. I don't understand what you're getting worked up over? You made us make a deal with the witches on the other side just to come here and visit Klaus and Caroline. I don't understand what's happening." Amara said, stroking Silas's face, trying to calm him down.
"I cannot simply calm down, Amara! Do you not see what is unfolding before our very eyes? It's - It's true love at its finest. My very own creation!" He exclaimed, waving his arms and pointing directly at Klaus and Caroline, who now stood almost snuggled together, hands interlocked once again.
Silas began to take deep shallow breaths.
Inhale. Exhale. You can do this, Silas. You're the most powerful warlock in the world. Your OTP finally got together, and yes it's overwhelming but you've got to power through it, ok? Ok let's do this deep breaths. You got this.
"Quick, someone please fetch me a tonic and some eucalyptus I feel like I'm going to pass out," he urged dramatically, waving his hands in the air. When no one made a move to fetch anything, he raised his head from his downward glance and sassily ordered Kol to fetch it for him.
"Would you mind telling me what the bloody hell is going on, mate?" Klaus practically growled, strengthening his hold on Caroline.
Silas internally sighed as he saw the protective stance that Klaus took with Caroline. Ugh, they're so perfect. Too many feels…must calm down. Oh god! Damon and Enzo would be so proud right now!
"Well, I was minding my own business on the other side, when I encountered another one of mine and Stefan's doppelgängers," he started.
"Tom," Caroline muttered. "How did you even find him? Actually nevermind. That's beside the point. What is an OTP and why are you giving me and Klaus freakish googly eyes?!"
"As I was saying…" he continued. "She is a feisty little thing," he directed towards Klaus with a knowing look. "I see she's keeping you in line as well," he continued, keeping his eyes on Klaus. "I knew it - I mean I am an intuitive genius, I just knew you two would be completely and utterly compatible," he all but muttered to himself proudly and confidently.
He shook his head attempting to get back to the point and continued. "So he comes up to me, and he tells me that Damon informed Enzo who then informed him to find me and give me the message that our ship was sailing. Naturally, I gathered the first witches I could find who owed me some favors and voila, here I am!" He said.
"Okay…I'm still not understanding what's happening here, Silas. Can you speak in like, normal human terms? We don't know what your metaphors and acronyms mean. Your ship is sailing? OTP?" She bit out exhaustedly. She literally had no patience for whatever shenanigans he was going on about.
"OTP, one true pairing. Meaning that you and Klaus are soulmates, destined to be with each other forever," he all but said dreamily. "I've been rooting for you guys for a while…it's about time your stubborn asses finally gave in," Silas said as he looked at Caroline.
Caroline was puzzled. He came all the way from the other side only to see her and Klaus together?
Silas extracted the phone from his pocket and began to snap pictures as he excitedly muttered to himself, "Ooh I have got to send these to Damon and Enzo. And Marcel! He's the most recent member to join our shipping club. They're just going to be so excited! Plus I'm going to need some pictures to hold me over when I have to return to the other side." He finished glumly.
At this point Amara just stood on the sidelines and watched the interaction. Caroline and Klaus looked at each other and agreed that Silas was totally out of his mind.
"Um…hello!?" She began. Her signature "seriously?!" slipping out of her mouth. "Are you taking pictures of us?!" Caroline exclaimed. "God, you're such a creep! Why can't you be cool and charming like your doppelgängers?" She muttered out infuriatingly.
Silas was too immersed in trying to figure out how to turn the video recording option on when he started to feel his ghostly presence begin to fade. He knew the witches only gave him a few hours and it was now time to part from his perfect OTP. Oh god. This was going to be hard.
"Ugh! It's time for me to leave you perfect specimens, unfortunately," he choked out sadly. "But I'll be watching you guys from the other side! Stay perfect, you two. And make me proud," he finished, holding back his tears.
"Bless you both for your perfection I just wish I were able to be here to witness it!" He said, as his figure completely disappeared into thin air.
They both stood there kind of shell-shocked for a few seconds. Not fully comprehending what just occurred and trying to process everything.
Klaus shook his head and began to chuckle. Caroline looked towards him and found his laughter infectious. She couldn't help but laugh along with him.
"Another day, another crazy incident." Caroline started, "Sounds like a regular Monday for us," she said, turning towards Klaus as he began to pull them down the street again.
"I'm afraid we seem to attract the crazies, love," he replied.
"Yeah…it looks like we do," she agreed as she leaned up to give him a sweet peck on the lips.
So clearly she might've been slightly delusional to think that they could have a regular day out as a couple, just strolling the streets lazily, without encountering any supernatural shenanigans.
Kol came back muttering angrily that he couldn't find the "damn tonic" Silas requested.
"Hey! Where'd everyone go? I left my date for this! Hello? Klaus! Don't ignore me!" He yelled, as Klaus and Caroline just laughed and kept walking.
Ah, life in New Orleans was truly anything was ordinary. But she wouldn't have it any other way.
Hope you guys liked it! A little fluff, some Kol, some Team Vampire Barbie mentions, and obviously some hardcore Silas fangirling with mentions of Damon, Enzo, and Marcel haha. Please leave some reviews with your thoughts I really love reading them all. :)