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Abridges summaries:
1. Caroline, Katherine, and the Originals watch Disney movies.
2. Koroline friendship. Hijinks ensue.
Enjoy!
-Angie
Established Klaroline & Kalijah, Caroline introduces the Originals and Katherine to Disney films.
The Lion King
"It's a classic," Caroline insisted.
"Caroline, love, it came out after you were born."
"Whatever. The Lion King is going to be a classic, and you're going to watch it with me."
Klaus sighed, slinging an arm around her on the couch and pulling her to him, reflecting that, as ridiculous human activities went, this really wasn't so bad. He'd probably get to hear her sing.
He hummed along to "I Just Can't Wait to be King" and Caroline turned around to look at him. "I thought you said you never watched this before."
"I haven't. The tune of the verse repeats."
"You're off-key."
"No amount of time or supernatural power could cure the fact that I'm tone-deaf, love."
She laughed. "I guess not."
She put her face in his chest when Mufasa fell off the cliff into the antelope stampede, she'd always hated watching that part, and he rubbed her shoulder, though she could tell that he was not as emotionally invested as she was.
"You do realize that this is essentially an amalgamation of elements from five different greek tragedies, but with lions?" he asked about halfway through the film.
Caroline pursed her lips. "You would know, I guess, since you're super old."
"I'm not that old. I would have to be more than twice my age to have had any experience with ancient Greek theatre."
"Sorry. You're still old."
He just made a small hum of agreement.
The Great Mouse Detective
"Ugh. That little mouse girl is incredibly irritating."
"I think Olivia is quite lovely, actually."
"You would," Kol muttered to his sister, throwing a kernel of popcorn high into the air and then catching it with his mouth.
"What? She's lost and scared, but still brave, and she works hard to achieve her goals."
"So, what, you relate to her?" Kol drawled.
"I suppose so."
Caroline restrained a groan at Kol's smile, which never meant anything good for whoever he was talking to. "I think you're more of a Felicia, myself."
"The giant cat?" Rebekah asked, slightly offended.
"Yes. She's pretentious, angry, and conniving. Just like you."
"And who do you relate to, the drunk mouse that stupidly calls Ratigan a rat?"
"No, I actually think I'm like Ratigan. Disregarded by those who should respect him, yet incredibly intelligent, powerful, and handsome…"
"You need to get your eyes checked," Caroline said, grabbing some popcorn out of Kol's bowl, causing him to shield it protectively from any further attempts to steal any.
"And see there, Bekah. Caroline is the Olivia of this house."
Caroline snorted. "I am not."
"You're incredibly young, bossy, and quite naive. But you're also brave and intelligent."
Caroline opened her mouth and shut it again, pressing her lips together.
Rebekah stole Kol's last can of Mountain Dew, ignoring his protests, and glared at him moodily while she chugged it.
Rebekah didn't even like Mountain Dew.
They finished the last ten minutes of the movie in silence before Kol stood up. "I'm off, I think. I have a date."
Both Caroline's and Rebekah's heads snapped over to look at him. "A date?" Caroline asked incredulously.
"Yes. You know her, actually. Brave, gorgeous, witchy–"
"You keep your douchebag hands off of Bonnie."
"What if she wants my 'douchebag hands' on her, though?" Kol asked, the picture of wide-eyed innocence.
"You'd have to be mental to want that," Rebekah muttered.
"You're just jealous because you can't get anywhere close to having any male hands on you," Kol said, grinning maliciously and ducking the soda can Rebekah threw at his head before speeding out of the house, slamming the door behind him.
Toy Story 2
"Are you crying?" Caroline asked incredulously through her own sniffles, turning to face Elijah, who was sitting stiffly next to her on the couch.
He huffed, pulling out a handkerchief and thrusting it into her hands so that Caroline could wipe away her tears, not dignifying her question with a response.
"Of course he's crying. It's sad," Katherine chipped in from Elijah's other side, where her eyes were slightly red as well.
Katherine had burrowed her way under Elijah's arm and was laying her head against his chest, and had created a small dark spot on Elijah's suit jacket, which the Original either hadn't noticed, or was ignoring. Caroline huffed, tucking her legs under her and turning back to the screen, where the film montage of When She Loved Me was (thankfully) ending.
Caroline heard the front door open and close and turned to see Klaus walk into the living room, pause for a moment, realize that they were watching a Disney movie, and then walk out again.
She sprang up from the couch, ignoring Elijah's call after her of whether they were allowed to turn it off if she wasn't going to be watching it, and then a quiet oomph of pain as Katherine told him that she wanted to see the rest of it.
"Klaus?"
He turned around from halfway up the stairs and she walked up to follow him to his studio, where she perched herself on one of his paint-stained tables. "Why don't you like Disney movies?" she asked, pouting slightly.
"I never said I didn't like them."
"Whenever you watch them with me you don't pay any attention, though. I don't want to make you sit through them if you hate them."
He pulled one of his sketchbooks over and started flipping through it. "I don't hate sitting through them as long as you're there."
She scoffed. "Yeah, but let's face it, you'd go to a Lady GaGa concert if I was going."
He snorted. "Most likely, but I do draw the line at Taylor Swift."
She laughed, stopping when he pushed the sketchbook towards her. She glanced down at it to see a pencil sketch of herself in profile, leaning forward with her elbows on her knees, apparently entranced by whatever she was looking at. She fingered the next page and looked up, asking for permission to keep looking (his sketchbooks were private, even from her, and she respected that). He nodded.
The next one had eight small panels with smears of pastel color, and though the girls in the picture was faceless, she knew the way he drew her body, and she could see that he'd drawn a rough sketch of a few of the more iconic princess dresses, though they were much shorter and tighter in various places.
She smirked at him before inspecting them more closely, smiling when she saw tiny pencil marks near them of numbers.
"You're getting these made, aren't you?" she asked, her lips twitching.
He shrugged. "You wanted them."
"When did I say that?" she asked, trying to look innocent.
"When you told me in passing a few weeks ago that you didn't know what to be for Halloween, and then very pointedly left your laptop on the coffee table with your browser set on quote-unquote 'sexy' princess costumes. Anecdotally, I cannot believe that there is actually such a thing as a 'sexy traffic cone' costume."
She shrugged. "So, any preferences?"
"This is your fantasy, not mine."
She raised an eyebrow, and he rolled his eyes. "That said, I prefer Belle."
She laughed. "The Beast, huh?"
"I'll show you a beast," he said, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
"Oh, yeah? I'd love to see tha-"
There was a squeak, a crash, a rip of fabric being torn, the pings of buttons flying into the metal tables, and then Elijah and Katherine left the house so that they wouldn't have to hear any more.
Caroline & Kol friendship with background Klaroline. Prompt - Five times Kol got himself and Caroline into trouble and the one time she got them both arrested.
"Fun fact:* The barnacle has the largest penis relative to its size of any animal."
"Thank you, Kol. Very informative," Caroline said dryly.
Kol had discovered the term 'fun fact' a few weeks before, and, after having a large excitable moment about how much science had advanced since the 1800s, and how many discoveries had been made, he started using the term whenever possible.
Something she hadn't realized at the time when the Mikaelsons were in Mystic Falls, mostly because she hadn't known Kol very well, was that Klaus's brother was an information sponge, and he loved it. He was the sort of person that read the encyclopedia for fun.
Not that she disapproved of that, but it wasn't her favorite hobby.
Regardless, Kol tended to announce fun facts often now, no matter how inappropriate, and without care for where they were.
Currently, they were at brunch at a chain restaurant, and Klaus was late.
"Fun fact: Female kangaroos have three vaginas."
"Kol!" Caroline said sharply, jerking her head at the table next to them, where a family of four was sitting. The mother was glaring at Kol, and he grinned unrepentantly.
She took another bite of her blueberry pancakes and brought her coffee to her lips. Kol had apparently been waiting for her to take a sip before he spoke.
"Fun fact: Studies show that women who come into contact with semen on a regular basis are less depressed than women who don't. I mean, I would assume it's because they're getting some, but I'm willing to use it as an excuse."
"Kol!" she snapped, after she'd stopped coughing.
Vampire or not, having coffee nearly come out your nose was painful.
He grinned as he sipped his Mountain Dew.
Who drinks Mountain Dew in the morning? Kol does.
He was lucky he was already dead or Caroline was sure his body would be made of artificial colors and flavors.
Not that she'd know if he was made of artificial flavors, but–
"Fun fact: While semen contains over 15 essential vitamins and minerals, it's not a good source of nutrition because you only eat about a teaspoon at once."
A chair scraped on the floor and the woman who had been sitting at the table next to them with the children was looming over them.
"Fun fact: You are disturbing my children, and if you don't stop, I'll complain to the manager and get you thrown out."
"We're so sorry," Caroline said immediately, trying to placate the woman.
Kol just laughed.
XXX
"Give it back, Kol!"
Kol grinned and backed away slowly, shaking the remote to the flat-screen tauntingly in his hand. There were other televisions in the house, of course, but she wanted this one. It had surround sound and was conveniently located next to the kitchen.
"Come and get it."
She huffed and sped towards him. He dodged to the other side of the room, laughing. She glared at him and they repeated the cycle a few more times, her growing more angry the longer he avoided her attempts to grab back the remote.
"Kol, seriously. Give it back."
"But I don't want to."
"Klaus will be home soon and I want to finish this episode before he comes back."
"Why? So you can go have incredibly loud intercourse with him in the hallway instead of watching Desperate Housewives? I think I'll keep this away from you awhile longer, if only to put off having to hear the noise."
She huffed angrily, crossing her arms over her chest. "Okay, first of all, it's not Desperate Housewives, it's Real Housewives of Orange County. Second of all, you could always just leave."
"Why should I have to leave my own house because you two can't keep it down?"
"It's not possible to keep it down."
He grinned wickedly and she rolled her eyes. "That's not what I meant. You just have supernatural hearing."
She sped at him again and he dodged again. She screamed in frustration, throwing her hands in the air. "Ugh. You're impossible."
He just threw the remote in the air and caught it again, sending her a wink. She rolled her eyes and sped at him again, but this time she was ready for him. He always waited until the last second to move, and so she veered slightly to the left, crashing into him so that they fell on the floor, him on top of her.
"Kol, get off of me!"
"I quite like where I am, thank you. It's comfortable."
"Kol, seriously?" she yelled, struggling to push him off of her.
She was concentrating on trying to push him off, wriggling under him, when he started making loud moaning noises.
"Kol! Oh my god..."
She heard Klaus's voice from the doorway, dangerously quiet. "What is going on, here, exactly?"
"Well, isn't it obvious?" Kol asked, but before he could finish his rhetorical question, Caroline jumped in.
"He stole the remote, and when I tried to get it back, he crashed into me and fell and now he won't get off," she said irritably.
Klaus pressed his lips together, frowning. "Oh, yes, that's exactly what it looks like."
"Well, it's not what it looks like. Ugh, Kol, get off."
"But we were having so much fun," Kol said, grinning at her.
"Get. Off."
He sighed dramatically, rolling off of her, and Caroline was immediately on her feet and in front of Klaus. "I swear, it wasn't what it looked like! I was watching Real Housewives, and Kol came in while I was distracted and stole the remote, and–"
Klaus's lips were twitching, and he was clearly trying to suppress his laughter.
"Oh my god, you totally knew what was going on, didn't you."
"I do have supernatural hearing, you know."
"It's not funny."
"Of course it's not, love."
XXX
"Kol!"
"Yes, Little Sister?"
"Did you eat my ice cream?"
"We had ice cream?" he asked, his voice the definition of innocence.
Which, just this once, was actually because he was innocent. Caroline resisted the urge to sink in her seat. She'd thought the Ben'n'Jerry's was community property, but apparently it wasn't.
Instead, she just stared at her phone, pretending to be oblivious to the conversation.
"Yes, and you clearly ate it."
"No, I didn't," Kol said, looking slightly irritated.
They continued arguing until Caroline got tired of listening to it and gathered up her purse, preparing to leave.
Kol froze, apparently just remembering she was there, and turned to face her. "Weren't you eating ice cream earlier?"
"No."
"Liar," he said, giving her a wicked grin.
Caroline blushed. She really needed to work on that whole lying thing. Rebekah glared at her, looking even more furious than she had been when she'd entered the room. "Bitch!"
"I'll buy you more," Caroline promised, her hands up in surrender.
"But I want it now."
"Okay, okay, I'll leave and get it."
Rebekah just made a sound of annoyance and sped out of the room and up the stairs.
"Kol, you're coming with me."
"Why do I have to go?" he asked, propping his feet up on the coffee table as though making sure he looked comfortable enough that he couldn't be moved.
"Because you threw me under the bus."
"Well, you did eat her ice cream."
"Yes, but that doesn't mean you blame me for it."
He shrugged. She glared.
Less than a minute later they were driving down to the grocery store, Kol complaining out loud that she was a thousand years younger than him, but somehow still about ten times more terrifying than his unpredictably violent immortal brother.
XXX
Caroline bit her lip, inspecting the book she pulled off of the shelf before shaking her head and sticking it back in its space.
She had nagged Kol into stopping at the library on the way home from lunch, and he was clearly getting impatient, clearing his throat pointedly every few minutes.
Look, it wasn't her fault that Elijah didn't keep young adult fiction in the mansion library, okay?
Kol coughed again, more loudly. The YA librarian looked up from her desk and shot him a sharp look. "I'll be done soon, I promise," Caroline whispered to him.
"You said that ten minutes ago," he said, his whisper at a slightly higher volume.
Caroline huffed. "Yeah, well, I want a few more minutes. You've lived for a thousand years, I'm pretty sure you can handle another ten minutes in a library."
He crossed his arms over his chest, looking every bit like a five year old in a grocery store, and Caroline rolled her eyes before turning back to the shelf.
"This is boring," he said, less than thirty seconds later.
"Go look in a different section. I'll find you when it's time to go."
"No."
She rubbed her palms over her eyes, huffing slightly. "Whatever, just give me a few more minutes."
He groaned loudly, and the YA librarian shushed him sharply, and he just gave her a sorry-not-sorry shrug.
Caroline stood on her tiptoes to pull a book out of the shelf, inspecting the inside of the cover. She felt a sharp pinch on her side where a patch of skin was bare between the hem of her shirt and her jeans, and she screeched in surprise.
"Ouch."
The librarian had apparently had enough, because she stood up and walked over. "Leave."
"Excuse me?" Caroline asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Leave. Now. You're disturbing the peace and quiet."
Caroline sighed and prepared to compel the librarian to let them stay, when Kol chipped in a quick and completely insincere apology, grabbed her arm, and dragged her away.
XXX
"Put it away, Kol," Caroline hissed.
He gave her an unapologetic shrug. "This movie is boring."
Caroline pinched the bridge of her nose, and Klaus let out a soft chuckle behind her, quickly arranging his face back to being expressionless when she turned around in her seat to send him a quelling look.
"At least turn the brightness down," Caroline mumbled, wincing when someone in the row in front of them turned around to glare at her.
'Sorry,' she mouthed, but the other movie-goer just gave her a disgusted look and turned back to the screen.
"But that will hurt my eyes. I'll have to strain them," Kol whined.
Caroline glared at him, and he stuck his bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout.
"Kol. Seriously. Put it away."
"No."
There was another cough from someone in front of them, and Caroline buried her face in her hands from embarrassment. Klaus rubbed her shoulder rather half-heartedly, his eyes glued to the screen showing whatever secret agent was shooting someone at the moment.
"Now," she growled.
"No."
A man in a button up shirt and a name tag cleared his throat from the end of their row, and motioned for Kol to put his phone away. Kol just rolled his eyes, and the employee side, pulling out an earpiece.
Caroline sighed. "Ugh, Kol, we can't take you anywhere."
XXX
"Look, it's not my fault that the TSA agents are on vervain," Caroline snapped. "How was I supposed to know that I couldn't compel us out of this?"
"Well, maybe you shouldn't have threatened to kill the pilot if we didn't get on the runway in ten minutes."
"I was joking."
"Yes, well, tell that to the nice security man in the suit, please."
"If you had just pretended to be American like I asked you to, this would have been a lot easier, but now they're trying to find your stupid passport and they won't be able to, since you're not actually an Australian citizen…"
He shrugged. "It's all right, you'll figure something out, I'm sure."
"Why do I have to figure something out?"
"You were the one that got us in this situation," he said reasonably.
"Yeah. Of course. The one time it's my fault is when we get arrested by the federal government."
Kol shrugged, crossing his legs as he sat in the chair in the holding cell.
"Do you have any ideas?"
"How many of the TSA agents did you try to compel?" he asked.
"Just the one."
"Well, that might be the only one on vervain."
"I guess that's true," Caroline said, biting her lip. "We'll wait for another one to come."
Two hours later, they were free and boarding the next plane back to New Orleans.
"You're never going to let me live this down, are you?" Caroline mumbled irritably,
"Nope," he said cheerfully. "I've had us kicked out of buildings, or in trouble with my siblings, but I've never gotten us arrested."
"I guess."
"Look on the bright side though."
"What's the bright side?"
"Now you have a first-hand experience of what jails look and feel like that you can draw on for whatever awful jail warden roleplay you and my brother were talking about last week."
She felt her face turn bright red. "You heard that?"
"Of course I did. And you have quite the filthy mind, Caroline. I'll admit, I've been un-daggered for almost five years in the modern era, and I had never imagined that there was new technology to make it possible to–"
"SHUT UP, KOL."
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*Kol's "fun facts" are cited on the tumblr version of the drabble, in case you're interested. :P
Hugs!
-Angie