Disclaimer: Not mine, as much as I wish it. A/N: For claire3loves3music who suggested: 'can you write one where Kol and a pregnant Davina babysit Hope as practice for when their baby arrives?' Thank you for such a cute idea - I hope this satisfies your feels x
Babysitting
Davina Claire sat in the rocking chair by the window in Hope's nursery, an IKEA magazine on her lap. Every so often there was a mock-roar made by her husband, Kol, as he pretended to be a dinosaur, playing a game with his niece, Hope. She licked her thumb and turned the page, amused. "What about this?" she held up the magazine, tapping her finger against the page.
"What is it?" he asked, without looking, instead finding Hope hiding behind her cot. Davina smirked when Hope suddenly disappeared, re-appearing behind Davina's chair. "THAT'S CHEATING!" Kol roared. "NO MAGIC!" Hope laughed, unfazed by his shouts, in fact pissing off her uncle seemed to be her favourite hobby. Davina cleared her throat, reminding him she was only two. "I'm never going to catch her! She's worse than Bekah," Kol sighed, resigned to this fact.
Davina was well aware of how competitive his Mikaelson siblings were. Hope's parent were currently on a date night at a Paintball venue. Every Thursday night it was somewhere different, and Davina and Kol were rostered on to babysit. Davina shoved the magazine in his face. "Look!" It hit him on the nose. "What am I looking at?" Kol sighed, staring at a page with bookshelves. Davina brushed Hope's hair with one hand over the side of the rocking chair, and the other resting on her pregnant belly.
"All the essentials! Hayley said we can have Hope's cot, but we'll also need a bassinette - I like the yellow one; baby bars - once he or she starts crawling and a baby pen, for when Hope comes to play." Kol lowered the magazine and opened his mouth to protest, but changed his mind upon sighting her look.
"I'll put it on the credit card," he said, pulling a non-suspecting Hope into his arms and tickling her until Davina intervened for fear of the toddler getting the hic-cups. Davina's phone buzzed on the coffee table. Hope lay on Kol's chest, watching the phone drift from the table to Davina's chair. "If it's Klaus, tell him he better double our fee. $200, one hundred for each year." Davina swiped open her phone, rolling her eyes because they baby-sat Hope for free, as practice for when their little one arrived.
"Well?" Kol asked, balancing Hope on his knees and holding her arms while making plane noises. Hope giggled, her eyes bright, a big glob of drool hit him smack on the chin. Davina snorted at his expression, seeing Hayley had sent a photo, kissing Klaus' paint-blotched cheek, with the words:
I WON, KLAUS OWES ME DINNER FOR A WEEK. SEE YOU IN AN HOUR xo
Hope climbed up to sit beside Davina. Davina pushed the rocking chair back and forth with her toes.
"Let's think of more baby names, hey?" she hugged Hope, smiling at Kol who felt the need to take his shirt off, not that she was complaining. "What about... Martha? Or Jeremy?" she thought. Kol shook his brown head of hair. "Martha Mikaelson? No. Jeremy Mikaelson, god no!" She frowned.
"Frankly, I liked Ben," Kol said exploring the nursery, and picking up Hope's little wolf toy. "Anyway, we should get this munchkin to bed." Davina nodded, she liked that name too. Hope didn't move, her eyes drooping and Davina raised her hand, stalling him. "Just a minute more." Kol kissed the top of his wife's head, and pressed his hand against her stomach. "If it's a girl, we could always call her Benjamina..." Davina punched him in the arm. "Shut up! You'll wake her!" she hissed. Kol smirked, sitting down on the coffee table, and propped the toy beside their unborn child, whom he and Davina were eager to meet.
A/N: Please review!
