Hey guys! So, today is the free for all day for Klaroline AU Week, and I decided to write a (short!) little drabble in this verse, since it's the only one that hasn't been updated in a while, whoops!

This takes place after Caroline finds out she's preggo (SINCE SHE CAN ONLY PHYSICALLY BE PREGNANT IN THIS UNIVERSE), but before the littlest Mikaelson arrives.

This is inspired by the little manip my Klarobestie Erika created for the beginning of fall, which can be found here /./com/post/130269905664/klaroline-i-autumn-hoodies-hot-cocoa-boots

Enjoy :)

"Hurry Daddy!"

Klaus chuckled, unbuckling his seatbelt as he turned off the car. Caroline pressed her lips together, hiding a smile as she looked in the rearview mirror at a five year old Erik who was struggling to break free from his booster seat.

"Patience, buddy," he chided, opening his car door.

Caroline went to get out, please to see her husband jog over to the passenger door to help her. With a exhale and a grasp on his wrist, she propelled herself out of the car, nearly bumping into Klaus with her 7-month pregnant belly. He steadied her, smirking at her exasperated expression.

Kissing his cheek in thanks, she felt a thrill go down her spine as he lovingly caressed her bump. They found out a few months before that they would be having a little girl, and the entire family was overjoyed with the news, Erik almost more than she and Klaus were.

Erik was whining in the backseat, mumbling about them making googley eyes while he continued to be contained.

Clearly, he inherited Caroline's penchant for the dramatics.

"Mummy, please," the five year old pout, trying to disable the child-proof seatbelt lock.

Exchanging amused looks with Klaus, Caroline nodded towards the backseat. "We are going to have a mutiny on our hands if we don't get him out."

"Yes you will!" Erik echoed, sighing in relief as Klaus reached in to unbuckle him.

"Do you even know what that means?" Klaus asked, pulling him out of the backseat.

Erik shook his head. "No."

Caroline threw her head back, laughing. Erik grinned up at her, his little dimples making him the spitting image of his father. She wound her hand around his after making sure that his jacket was zipped up. They had decided to go to a pumpkin patch on beautiful, chilly Fall afternoon. Caroline wanted to make sure to create as many fun, special family memories with Erik before the baby arrived so that they could make some new ones next year as a family of four.

"Where to first, sweetheart?" Klaus asked, looking around.

"Have you ever been to one of these?" Caroline asked as she lead them towards the tents and booths set up.

He shook his head. "No, Mother had all of her decorators procure all the fall decorations while we spent time gallivanting around London with the nanny."

Caroline gasped, scandalized. "You've never been to a pumpkin patch?"

Klaus just shrugged, raising his eyebrows nonchalantly.

"You were deprived as a child," she remarked, squeezing Erik's hand.

The little boy was walking, his eyes open wide as he took in the fall festivities. There was a little petting zoo area, filled with mostly goats and horses, a hayride, cornfield maze, the pumpkin patch, and many booths with hot chocolate, caramel apples, and apple cider.

"What do you want to do first?" Caroline asked, stopping as she looked around.

It was a little crowded, but it wasn't lined up too bad at most of activity exhibits.

"Goats!" Erik cried, pointing over at the animal pen.

Klaus wrinkled his nose. "That's dirty."

Caroline rolled her eyes, scooping the five year old up and propping him up on her side. "You don't have to participate, grumpy."

"Yeah, grumpy!" Erik echoed.

Klaus sent his son a look, who faltered. "I mean, Daddy."

He laughed, throwing his head back and shook it. "Lead the way."

Caroline smirked victoriously at him, and lead them over to the animal pen.

"Mummy, sissy is kicking me," the little boy remarked. "I can feel it on my tummy."

She looked down, feeling the baby deliver a particularly strong kick to her side where Erik was pressed against.

"She must want to say hi," Caroline murmured, pressing a kiss to her son's blonde curls.

Erik raised his eyebrows. "Does she have to kick so hard though?"

Klaus chuckled, taking him from Caroline. "Not even born yet and they're already squabbling."

Caroline grinned. "Is it weird to say that I can't wait?"

He shook his head, pressing a kiss to her cheek. Erik wiggled in his father's arms, nearly tumbling out when they reached the pen. He made a beeline over to the fence, his blue eyes wide in wonder. Caroline and Klaus followed after him, holding back amused laughs at the look on his face.

"Can I touch them, Mummy?" Erik asked, sending an innocent look to her.

She bit her lip, but nodded. "Just don't put your fingers near their mouths."

Erik stuck out his hand, gently putting the back of an older goat that was milling around the pen. Caroline pulled out her phone, snapping pictures of Erik's transfixed expression.

"Klaus, get up there with him," she ordered, glaring at him when he opened his mouth to protest.

Acquiescing to her demands, he walked over to Erik and knelt down to take the picture. With a grin, she snapped a picture and then joined them at the edge of the pen.

"Do you want to feed him?" A kind worker came up next to them, offering a handful of feed.

Erik's eyes widened into saucers, and he looked frantically at his parents. "Can I? Please?"

Caroline hesitated, exchanging a look with Klaus.

"Sure, but be very careful," Klaus warned, kneeling back down.

The older lady gave Erik some food, explaining that he needed to offer it to the goat with his palm flat and his fingers out of harm's way.

Erik offered his hand to the goat, shrieking in delight as the goat lapped up the food, tickling his hand. He giggled, looking up at his parents who were documenting the experience on both of their phones.

"Mummy, it tickles!"

Caroline giggled, continuing to film it. "Is it fun?"

"Yes! Can I keep it?"

Caroline coughed, choking back a laugh. "I don't think we have any room, bud."

"He can sleep in sissy's room until she comes," Erik continued, pouting sweetly at her.

Klaus chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "I don't think she'd like that."

The five year old grumbled, but continued to watch the goat with wide eyes. The worker gave him some more food, and he kept petting it with his free hand. Klaus slung his arm around Caroline, kissing her cheek as she rubbed her belly.

"I think we need to take him to the zoo again," he muttered in her ear.

She nodded. "This time we won't take Kol though."

"Or Rebekah or Enzo," he shuddered.

"Definitely," she responded. "It took me nearly a month to figure out how to explain to Erik how they were both kicked out of the reptile house."

Klaus laughed. "Only Enzo would offer to show Bekah a' real snake.' And she agreed."

Caroline made a face. "Don't remind me."

Erik bounded over to them. "I'm thirsty," he announced.

"Apple cider or hot chocolate?" Caroline asked, reaching in her purse to grab hand sanitizer.

"What is cider?" the little boy asked, tilting his head at her.

"Liquid gold," she remarked, taking his hand and squirting some in it.

He looked at her bemusedly, but rubbed his hands together to clean them.

Klaus took some from her, doing the same. "He's going to be very confused when his drink doesn't contain money," he joked.

She just hummed, pocking her sanitizer. "Not until he has his first sip."

Klaus made a face. "Is it really that good?"

Caroline gaped at him. "Are you seriously asking me that question? Haven't you had it before?"

Her husband just shook his head, taking a hold of Erik as they wandered over to the drink tent.

"If I knew you were such a Fall Festival virgin, I wouldn't have married you," she teased, elbowing him.

"What's a virgin?" Erik piped up, looking at his parents expectantly.

Klaus bit back a laugh, smirking at the glare that his wife threw him. The five year old continued to look up at his parents, eyebrows raised impatiently.

"Something you'll find out in about 10 years," she muttered, reaching in her purse. "Look, Erik! I brought Thor!"

She produced the ratty stuffed animal and Erik immediately grabbed him, his attention quickly diverted. Letting out a sigh of relief, she elbowed her husband in the gut as he continued to chuckle lightly.

"You're the one who said it," Klaus reminded her.

Caroline just glared at him. Sending her a dimpled grin, he just laced his arm around her and pulled her in for a sweet kiss. She couldn't keep herself from returning the kiss, smiling against his soft lips.

"Stop kissing, it's gross," Erik muttered, making a gagging sound.

"No it's not," Klaus murmured, kissing her again.

"Girls are gross."

Caroline cleared her throat, arching her brow down at him.

"Except for Mummy and sister," he quickly corrected, patting Caroline's round tummy.

As if on cue, the baby kicked and he jumped a little. Caroline and Klaus laughed, her scooping up Erik and kissing his cheek noisily. He squirmed, but was giggling all along.

"Come on, let's introduce you to one of Mummy's favorite drinks," she said, putting him down.

The little family walked up to the drink booth, Klaus forking up a couple of dollars for the drinks. Caroline inhaled happily, the spicy cinnamon smell wafting from her cup. Klaus watched her amusedly, sipping at his. He looked down at the cup, impressed before drinking some more. Erik gave the cup a strange look before handing it back to Klaus.

"May I have hot chocolate instead?"

"You don't like it?" Caroline asked, looking down at him surprised.

He shook his head. "I want hot chocolate, please."

"Did you try it?"

Klaus handed it back to him. "Try it first."

There was a shriek from the hayride and the family looked up. Erik looked to the side, accidentally-on purpose dumping his cup of cider out on the ground. Caroline and Klaus looked back, just in time to catch him in action. Erik looked up, the satisfied smile dropping off his face at his parent's unimpressed looks.

He scratched his curls, shrugging innocently.

"I think a bug was in it."

Caroline rolled her eyes, handing her cup to Erik. "Take a sip."

He pouted, but drank. His blue eyes widened and cheek dimpled as he leaned back, licking his lips.

"Mummy, that's good!"

She laughed, trying to take back the cup. "I know."

"Can I have some more?"

"I guess," she said with a playful self-suffering sigh.

Erik grinned at her, effectively melting her heart. Running a hand over her belly, she smiled when the baby kicked. She pasted an innocent look on her face, turning to her husband who was thoroughly enjoying his cup of cider. Catching his eye, she pouted while looking longingly at the drink in his hand. He arched a brow before taking a sip.

"Love?"

"I'm thirsty," she muttered. "And so is the baby."

Klaus made a pained expression. "But it's my first glass ever."

Caroline rubbed her belly, blinking up at him through her thick lashes. "I'm growing a human here."

Klaus couldn't deny that, and handed over his cup, grumbling under his breath. She smirked at him in victory, effectively draining the rest of his drink in one gulp. He pulled out his wallet, prepared to buy more when Erik announced that he was done, placing his empty cup in his father's hand to throw away.

Caroline chuckled, handing her husband the other empty cup and took her son's hand, calling over her shoulder to Klaus that they were lining up for the hayride. He bought himself another cup, promising himself that he wouldn't allow himself to be swayed by either one of their innocent, blue-eyed puppy dog expressions.

He caught up with them, just in time to climb onto the wagon for the ride. Settling Erik between them, the little boy immediately took the cup of cider out of his father's hand, took a sip and handed it to his mother.

"Mummy needs it more than you," he told Klaus, jerking his head towards the blonde woman.

"I didn't tell him to say that," his wife recalled, sipping lazily at the drink.

Erik wrinkled his nose at her. "Yes you did. You said that you need me to wingman you all afternoon."

Klaus raised his eyebrows at his wife, a questioning look on his face. Caroline just blinked, drained the cup and licked her lips.

"I'm carrying about 15 extra pounds on my front, I have a human pressing into my bladder, and my feet hurt. I need the cider," she stated, tossing her blonde curls over her shoulder.

Klaus lifted his hands in defeat. "Say no more, love."

She smiled at him in thanks, snuggling up to the five-year old who placed his head in her lap. Thor was curled into his arms, and he snuggled his little face up against the stuffed bear. Klaus wrapped an arm around the little family, not bothering to complain when Caroline pulled out her cell phone to take a family picture.

"You know we haven't talked about baby names yet," Klaus remarked, pressing a kiss to her hair.

She hummed, rubbing her swollen belly.

"How about Tabitha?"

"That's a scary name!" Erik chimed in.

"Camille?"

"We aren't having a 40 year old, love."

"Uncle Kol says we should name her Kol-a," Erik contributed.

Caroline and Klaus quickly dismissed that.

"How about...Virginia?" Klaus asked.

Caroline scoffed. "I'm going to ignore that suggestion."

"What about Virgin?" Erik supplied.

His parents looked at each other, Caroline's cheeks coloring when she noted other families looking at them in amusement.

"That's not a name, buddy," she muttered, looking way.

"Then what is it?" he asked, looking frustrated.

Klaus pulled him into his lap. "We will talk about it later."

Caroline couldn't muffle her laugh and a giggle slipped out. Biting her lip, she snuggled up to her two boys as the wagon continued to shuffle through the field.

"I like Claire." Klaus suggested suddenly.

That was a name they'd mentioned back before they knew they would have a little girl arriving, but hadn't really come up much since then.

Caroline pressed her lips together thoughtfully. "Claire Mikaelson."

"Baby Claire?" Erik asked.

Nodding her head, the corners of Caroline's lips turned up. "I like it."

They pulled up to the pumpkin patch, Klaus helping Caroline get down while Erik jumped off, despite his parent's warnings to be careful. Erik ran ahead of them, his parents following after him.

"People are going to think I'm smuggling a pumpkin under my shirt," Caroline joked, tracing circles on her belly.

Klaus kissed her temple. "An extremely cute pumpkin with your smile and Erik's cheeky personality."

"And your dimples," she added.

Klaus kissed her again, grinning when they heard Erik shriek delightedly about the pumpkins.

"Mummy!"

Caroline disentangled herself, looking up to see Erik standing a few rows over next to a small, round pumpkin.

"Can I have this one?" he asked, sticking his lip out in a pout.

"What did you want to carve this year?"

"I want a bampire pumpkin," he responded, making Caroline chuckle at his mispronunciation of "vampire."

"What? Not a wolf?" Klaus asked, ruffling his son's hair.

Erik looked thoughtful. "Maybe both?"

Klaus held out his fist, bumping his knuckles against the five year olds. "Sounds like a plan."

Caroline watched her boys, smiling as the little girl in her belly kicked away. She ended up picking out quite a few pumpkins for Klaus to carry to the wagon, Erik carrying some smaller, baby ones.

"I want Baby Claire to have one when she gets here," he remarked.

Caroline swore she melted, and didn't have the heart to Erik that the pumpkins would be long gone by the time the baby got there.

"You're such a good big brother," she stated, kissing her son on the head.

"Someone has to be Claire's wingman," he said, not noticing sour look on Klaus' face.

"She is never dating," he murmured to Caroline.

She nodded, jerking her head towards Erik. "Neither is he."

"Can I take ya'll's picture?" a woman nearby asked.

She was standing by the tractor that pulled the wagon, Caroline recognizing her as farmer's wife who owned the pumpkin patch.

Caroline looked over at Klaus and then nodded. "Sure!"

He gathered Erik up in his arms, and wrapped his free one around Caroline as they posed next to a bale of hay.

"Say cheese!"

"Say Bampire!" Erik crowed, causing giggles to fall out of his mother's lips.

Even though the picture had her mouth wide open, Klaus' eyes shut, and Erik's was giving the camera thumbs up, Caroline stated that it was her favorite picture of all time and proved it when it became the Mikaelson family Christmas Card that winter.

Anybody see a little allusion to one of my standalone drabbles? I'll give you a hint, it's something to do with the baby :)

Soooo, they're having a girl! Thoughts? What do we think of Baby Claire coming? The fall festival and pumpkin patch? Can you imagine what Klaus is going to do with the littlest Mikaelson? Please please please review :) It keeps me writing :)

Until Next Time

Kaitlyn