Disclaimer: When, I'm older, I'm going to take over the world and my first act of take-over-the-world-oship will be to appoint myself owner of TVD and the Originals, and a selected few others...

Hey everyone so pleaseeeeeee enjoy, there's no Klaroline interaction in this chapter, but there's a bit on hidden feeling's and more background into Klaus' friendywendy's... It's filler chapter but I really enjoyed writing it~

It's 10 days since I last saw him. The thing about event planning is... it's so uneventful, now I'm not saying I want Klaus to show up and destroy everything, but...

As if on cue my least favorite Salvatore walks in, "Blondie, you know Elena-".

"Why would I know Elena jackass, it's not like she's been my best friend since third grade", I snap at Damon.

"Ok! Nobody likes a smartass, just she's acting all weird, I think she might've flipped the switch again", Damon said, genuinely worried.

"Or maybe, like the rest of both the human and supernatural community... she finally realized she doesn't like you", I rambled.

But Damon just starred at me, so I nodded, "I'll try and talk to her for you'.

"Thanks Caroline", Damon said as quickly as possible before leaving.

"Why am I sitting in this dingy little cafe by myself?"

"Rebekah? Oh my gosh.. I'm so sorry I completely forgot it's Wednesday, I'll be there in like 10 minutes, I'm sor-."

...And she hung up on me.

"Elijah's acting funny", was the first thing Rebekah said when she saw me, "have you noticed?"

"I haven't seen him in a while 'Bekah", I replied, "Why are you wearing the same clothes as yesterday?" I added as an after thought.

"Nik's in a terrible mood and I'm trying to avoid his friends", she grumbled.

"Yeah, I've been meaning to ask... what's the deal with them, the lonesome wolf has friends?", I asked.

Perplexingly Rebekah gave me a disapproving look.

"Well.. some are older than the others, but none are younger than 300, I used to be jealous because Nik had a good time around them, and I tried to hate them, but the truth is... they're all just really nice. Eli and Tony are witches, and the rest with the exception of Jeremy and Cary are vampires and while they drink from the vein they don't kill the humans, but those two are hybrids, and they had a choice, I'm not saying they haven't killed people Caro-pop, but when they kill it's for a reason", Rebekah explained.

"So what, they're just THAT close all the time", I asked disbelievingly.

"Well, sometimes they don't see each other for decades at time, and Tony and Nik have been known to have some legendary fights", Rebekah smiled, seemingly fond of them.

We settled down after that, talking about fashion movies, and when Rebekah was a hippie.

"Hey mum!", I practically yelled into the phone, about 30 minutes before the shop was closing.

"Care.. Do you know of any recent 'attacks' of civilians by your friends", she said warily, getting straight to the point.

"No mum, it's no one from my side, but Klaus has some new friends in town", I said, my voice fading away.

"Ok, I'll have a word with Elijah then", she said.

As we say our goodbye's and I hung up the phone, Klaus' friend Marty walked in, and headed straight for me.

"Hey, I don't think we've met, I'm Marty", he said holding out his hand.

I took it warily and responded evenly, "And what can I help you with today Marty?"

"Well I'm planning an event", he smiled dumbly.

"Good thing you came to the Mystic Falls event planner then", I mocked enthusiastically.

"Ok", he breathed, "Um... the event is, well it's... Nik's birthday, it's next week and we want to throw a good party for him, he's been awfully down lately, so down that he's keeping daggers by his side in case his siblings return home". Marty spilled out.

"Klaus and his legendary anger management issue's", I grumbled.

"You shouldn't judge him too harshly Caroline, he speaks very highly of both you and Stefan, and he's using every inch of self control to not kill the Lockwood boy", Marty replied distantly.

It was then and only then that his age began to show, which reminds me..

"How old are you?" I asked curiously and suddenly.

"555", He laughed.

"How did you meet Klaus?", I knew I was pushing the limits but I wanted to know.

He looked at me strangely before he said, "I was in Los Angeles on a full moon and an unfortunate group of teenagers came to my aide when they heard me screaming whilst transformation, I hadn't killed since I triggered the gene the previous year", he took a breath and continued, "Have you ever had the pleasure of seeing Nik in his werewolf form?"

"No", I mumbled

"His coat is dark gray, almost black, but his head has a pure white streak on it, he was the first ever hybrid so he has powers", Marty explained, "he knows what he's doing in wolf form, he's aware of his surroundings, anyway he must have seen the fear in my eyes when I was going to kill the kids, he fought me... almost killed me in fact, but the next morning I was only grateful", he said fondly.

Of course he has 'special' power, I thought to myself, it was so... Klaus.

"It took him a long while to trust me, but I was indebted to him and I was his second ever friend, his first friend was Tony", Marty smiled, "he isn't all bad Caroline, he feels stronger emotions than you and me, and that's what makes him act out without thinking, not to mention his self esteem issue's", he said warily.

"Why are you telling me this?" I whispered.

He slowly but thoughtfully answered, "You once gave Nik your friendship, and he hasn't forgotten this nor has he forgotten you, I'm putting my trust in you now Caroline, don't betray him again", he warned.

Then he continued on a happier note, "My friend Nat said she wants flowers that signify Nik, so what would you recommend?"

"Sorry we don't sell rotten flowers", I said calmly.

To my surprise Marty laughed, "Yes well, even so, what would you suggest for someone, not necessarily Nik, but someone who is artistic?"

"I would suggest orange Ranunculus', they're... layered, so would perfectly project someone like... Kla- someone artistic", I say thoughtfully.

"Good choice Caroline".

"Do you even know what they look like... Marty?"

"No... are they beautiful?"

"Yes"

"As beautiful as you?" Marty asked smoothly and I couldn't help but laugh, "Also, any idea's for a cake, 'cause I wanted to get a puppy dog on it, but somehow, I don't think it'll be appreciated, any idea's?".

"A mockingbird", I said before I could stop myself.

Marty stopped dead and studied my face.

"Care...?" Tyler asks from behind me somewhere.

Great! What is it come to Caroline's work, day. I think as I turn around to face him, and I feel Marty freeze beside me.

"Hey Ty, this is Marty, Marty this is Tyler Lockwood", I say nervously, having spun around to look at him.

I despise awkward silences and this one is even worse, "Marty I'm heading home for the day, so I'll show you to, April, one of our lead planners".

Klaus' POV

Oh for god sake can they not even WALK quietly. I think to myself as I sit panting in my studio, and is that one crappy painting or what?

"Niki, I'm home", Marty calls from behind me.

"Leave me alone for 10 minutes... is that too much to ask?" I grumble.

"In a minute wolfy, I'm only here because something happened today with that really hot blonde chick", Marty teased, knowing he was pushing all the wrong buttons.

"You spoke to Carol-", I begin angrily.

"That painting is ugly, and when I say ugly... I mean BUTT ugly", Marty observed, "here, let me just..." before I had time to think, he grabbed the paint brush out of my hand, dipped it in the red paint and drew a massive smiley face over the painting.

To his surprise I laughed... it was a very Marty-like thing to do.

"Very good", I said disapprovingly, "but what did you come here to say".

"I met Caroline... somewhere, and we talked", Marty said as he walked towards the door.

I zoomed in front of him, "I can still kill you, you know", I reminded him, but the harshness wasn't backing up the words.

"I should be the one threatening you Nik, didn't you say Caroline doesn't like you?", Marty asked, eyebrow raised.

"What are you playing at? She doesn't", I said sharply.

"Well I can't really tell you the details but.. I thought we should... buy you a... birthday cake! And I asked Caroline what the theme of the cake should be... and she said it should be a... mockingbird, but the way she said was like she was... fond of you", Marty finished lamely.

I took a moment to compose myself, "Let me get this straight.. you went to see Caroline the 'event planner' to ask her what type of cake I should get, when you've known me for 532 years?" I asked suspiciously.

"Yes, well..".

"Marty, NO PARTY, do you hear me, I don't celebrate these trivial human festivities, in fact can you all hear me?" I shout, trying to cover up my excitement about Caroline's... fondness of me.

One by one my friends start appearing in the doorway, and they all avoid my expectant stare. All except Cary, who walked over to Marty and hit him on the back of the head.

A/N: Yay or nay? Seriously guys.. I love you but I NEED to know how I'm going..

So next chapter, they'll be a character death, not a main character, but an important one, and it might give us a nice KLAROLINE scene... though it may be OOC:) Anyway thanks for reading my beautiful butterflies

MTGZ xx