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Prompt: Klaroline babysitting/date night for Kalijah suggested by LisaLevine and Santana Sweet Devil. Hope you guys like and don't mind that I sorta combined them:)

Special shout out to Hannie597. I hope you like it! everyone could use some fluff right now, no matter who you ship cause that ep on Thursday...ouch.

Klaus did a lot for his brother. Like that one vacation- one of the first 'family plus ones' vacations they had ever taken (yup, you guessed it. It had been a complete dysfunctional disaster of epic proportions)- when Elijah had forgotten (don't even ask him how that had happened) to pick up Katherine at the airport and by the time he realized it, a beyond pissed off brunette doppelganger was already pounding on the door of their villa in Mallorca. And being the loving, caring, and compassionate brother he was, he let his big brother make his escape and faced Katherine's wrath all by himself much to Kol, Caroline, Stefan, and Rebekah's amusement.

Klaus thought he had been lucky to live to tell the tale.

It was funny how things hadn't changed much as he stood, leaning against the kitchen counter, listening to Katherine blab on and on and on about Ana's things and he dearly hoped Caroline was paying attention because all he could do was glare at his brother's apologetic gaze and the toddler wailing in his arms. Klaus had done a lot for his brother but this was one thing he had never, cross his heart and hope to die, thought he would be doing. Ever. But here he was, standing in his kitchen watching his bouncing blonde absorb (or so he hoped) all of Katherine's lengthy instructions.

"Aww, don't cry, Ana," she said, turning to the snotty nosed two-year-old clinging to Elijah's sport coat like her life depended on it. "Auntie Caroline and Uncle Klaus will take very good care of you! At least they better otherwise I'll have something very vital of your Unc-"

"Alright, Kat, dear," Elijah said, cutting Katherine off and shooting Klaus another apologetic look at the threat to his…well, you know. "We should go otherwise we'll be late."

"Okay! Here juice cup is in here, her p-a-c-i, her lovey…um pajamas."

"Alright, we got it!" Caroline exclaimed with a bright smile. "She'll be absolutely fine," she said, crossing over to Elijah and holding her hands out for Ana. "We'll have a lot of fun- you, me and Uncle Nik. Right, Ana?"

"No!" Ana wailed, tossing her head back.

"Always a good start," Klaus mumbled under his breath.

"I'm serious, Mikaelson. You make my daughter miserable and I swear to all that's holy I will castrate you-"

"Say bye-bye to mama, Ana," Elijah said, pulling Katherine's attention away from Klaus.

Katherine turned for a moment and kissed her daughter's forehead. "Mama loves you, princess We'll be back in a couple days! Be a good girl!" She turned back to Klaus, "-In your sleep."

His day couldn't get any better when a now quiet Ana was securely in Caroline's arms and his brother and sister-in-law, whom he loved dearly (ha. ha. ha.)we're out the door. It was quiet for a few minutes as they all regained their breath and sanity from Katherine's Inquisition. Klaus watched Caroline bustle about the kitchen with the kid in her arms and let the smile grow across his face. Maybe babysitting wouldn't be too hard.

At least that's what he thought until Sneakers came bounding into the kitchen barking. He cringed as Ana began wailing all over again.

Babysitting: 1. Klaus: 0.

Thirty minutes later, Ana was still crying and Klaus felt like his head was going to explode. "Caroline." She didn't answer. "Caroline!" Nothing. "CAROLINE!"

"What?!" she snapped, walking into the den with Ana on her hip, a purple pacifier stuck in her mouth and wiping her puffy red eyes with her lovey.

"Make her stop."

"It's not that easy! It's her first night away from her parents, she's scared."

"Well…can't you compel her or- or something?"

"Have you lost your mind! She's. A. Baby!"

"She's loud."

"It's not my fault your freaking dog scared her!"

"Oh, so he's my dog now? Do I need to remind you about the fit you threw over keeping him? Or is that suddenly my fault, too?"

"Klaus."

"What?" Caroline didn't say anything, only looked pointedly from him to the two-year-old. Her green eyes were locked on him as she sniffled and wiped her eyes. "It's about bloody time. I'm surprised her lungs are still intact because damn. I thought you could be loud."

Caroline glared at him. "I think she likes the sound of your voice," she whispered, not wanting to disturb the peace.

"And what does that mean?"

"Well, it means," Caroline said, a sly smile crossing her face as she took dangerously measured steps toward him. Klaus knew that look and that walk all to well and he groaned dramatically because she was about to ask him to do something he didn't want to do, "that you're about to make your lazy self useful."

And before Klaus could protest, she had deposited the kid in his arms, snot and all. Klaus' brows shot into his hairline as he regarded his sniffling niece. She stared back at him with wide eyes. Caroline snickered at them and turned on her heel to go back into the kitchen, blonde curls flying over her shoulder. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait! What the bloody hell am I supposed to do?! Caroline!"

"Figure it out. I have to make dinner," she said, looking at him over her shoulder with a triumphant smirk and Klaus cursed under his breath as he watched her go.

"Your aunt's a bloody lunatic, you know that?" he asked the kid.

"I heard that!"

"Your mother's psychotic, as well. But you know that. I bet that's why you threw such a fit earlier, hmm?"

"Nik!"

"What?! It's true."

As long as Klaus didn't leave Ana's side, she remained quiet for the rest of the night. He did find that out the hard way, though, when he had tried to set her on the floor so he could feed Sneakers. Caroline had watched on in amusement as Klaus tried to multitask with both an impatient dog jumping around for his dinner and a crying two-year-old under his feet reaching up at him.

"Enjoying yourself?" he snapped at Caroline, turning to look at her over his shoulder.

"You look ridiculous," she said, bursting into laughter and he growled.

Ana had to sit on his lap while they ate dinner, much to Klaus' dismay. It wasn't all that bad, he decided. Heck, he even got some giggles out of her while they sat in the floor of the living room playing with her toys Katherine had brought over.

Babysitting: 2. Klaus: 2.

The big test came when it was bedtime. Thankfully, Caroline took pity on him and got her ready, Ana clinging tightly to Klaus' finger the whole time but babbling happily, nonetheless.

"How are we going to do this?" Klaus asked, looking up at Caroline from where he was on the floor, making faces down at his niece.

Caroline shrugged and looked back at him. "Should be easy...I think she's tired. She should be after all that crying, earlier."

"Easier for you to say. She hasn't been clinging to you all night."

"Oh, lighten up, you grump," she said, scratching Sneaker's ears as the dog studied the two-year-old on the floor.

"Alright, Ana. Let's go to sleep," he said, picking up her up.

"She can walk, you know," Caroline said with a smile from the floor, watching Klaus carry the two-year-old away. Her smile grew when Sneakers jumped up to follow Klaus up the stairs. "I think someone's jealous of his daddy," she called after him.

"I'm not the dog's father, Caroline. How many times have we been over this?"

"Either that or he's trying to tell us something..."

Klaus groaned but otherwise ignored her because no, no, no, no, no. Did he mention no? Babysitting was one thing and he was quite content with their functionally dysfunctional life the way it was right now, thank you very much.

But that didn't stop him from thinking about maybe one day, you know, in like a hundred or so years (at least) as Ana curled up on the bed in between him and Sneakers, rubbing her eyes and yawning. Caroline joined them soon enough and groaned at the sight of the dog in her spot on the bed.

"Do you mind? I'm trying to babysit, Caroline," he hissed, cringing as Ana's eyes popped open for a split second before they rolled back into her head.

Caroline rolled her eyes and, no more than ten minutes later, climbed into bed with a snoozing dog, two-year-old, and hybrid. Thinking twice about it, she quietly hopped back out of bed and snapped a picture on her phone to send to Elijah and Katherine.

"Delete it," Klaus said, keeping his eyes closed. He could not figure for the life of him why she insisted on taking pictures of him doing 'cute' things. His reputation could not allow for such atrocities, thank you very much. He could hear Caroline's eyes roll as she climbed back into bed and he knew it was too late.

"You know, you're good at this…," she whispered, propping herself up on her elbow to peer at him.

"No, Caroline."

She dropped onto her pillow with an indignant huff. Klaus pursed his lips in thought. Maybe one day...

In a hundred years, at least. Babysitting for his brother and his psychotic sister-in-law was more than enough. He couldn't stop smirking, though.

Babysitting: 2. Klaus: 3.

Take that, Katerina.

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