Okay, guys, I'm in an updating mood today, so I'm going to update my one shot series with another random AU, the one I was originally going to include. Thank you for the reviews!
Wickery Bridge...
Klaus smiled as he looked out at the beginning of the sunset from his place in the middle of the Wickery Bridge, waiting for Caroline to arrive. He had texted her earlier that day and asked her if she wanted to watch the sunset with him, since they had never done that before and he wanted to share the moment with her. As the minutes ticked by and the sun got lower, he checked his watch. She was running a little behind, but that was okay, he knew to be patient with her and that she'd show up eventually.
Feeling the early evening breeze blowing in, he closed his eyes and felt it caress his face and hair. It was while he was doing this that he caught Caroline's scent in the air and opened his eyes, turning around to see the blonde vampire coming toward him, smiling again.
"I knew that you couldn't turn an invitation like this down, love."
"It was kind of impossible not to," she replied, joining where he was standing. "Though, I've never really watched the sunset from the Wickery Bridge before. It was one of the things that I put on my bucket list, but I forgot about it until I got your text."
Klaus raised a curious eyebrow. "Bucket list? Why on earth would you need something like that? You're a vampire, you're immortal. T hings like that don't apply to you."
"Oh, I didn't write one recently," said Caroline. "I wrote it back in freshman year, when I was still human. Of course, at that age, I thought it was bullshit, and that Mrs. Fletcher, my English teacher, was a tyrannical bitch who liked to see us suffer by giving us assignments that we didn't give two shits about."
Klaus nodded, fascinated by this. Although he had never heard things like bucket lists before, the fact that Caroline had done one when she was still human was nothing short of astounding.
"What grade did you receive?"
Caroline rolled her eyes. "It doesn't matter. It was a long time ago."
"No, I want to know," said Klaus. "I'm curious to know what you received for the list."
"Seriously? You want to know what grade she gave me?" said Caroline. "I thought you didn't like the fact that I wrote one?"
"On the contrary, love, I'm quite fascinated," said Klaus. "Now, tell me, what grade did that wretched Fletcher woman give you on your dreaded bucket list assignment? I'll bet you had some things on there that appealed to her."
"It was the opposite," said Caroline. "The bitch gave me a 'D,' with a note on it saying that I wasn't being realistic."
Klaus clenched his fists at that. "How could she say such a thing? True, you were only a girl of fourteen, but I'm sure that most of the things on that list were obtainable." He unclenched one of his fists and gently took her hand. "Do you remember any of the things you wrote?"
Caroline sighed. She didn't get why he was so interested in some stupid English assignment that her bitch of a teacher didn't think was realistic. Was he genuinely curious, or was he making fun of her? She had to know.
"Klaus, are you asking me this to make fun of me?" she said. "If you are, just stop, okay?"
"You wound me, Caroline," he replied. "Making fun of you is the last thing I'd ever want to do to you. Now, please, love, tell me what most of those things on your bucket list were. I promise, my curiosity is genuine."
Sighing again, Caroline said, "Well, among some of the things on the list were going to Paris and seeing the Eiffel Tower, going to Hollywood and having my star on the Walk of Fame, and watching the sunset on the Wickery Bridge with a handsome man, as I mentioned earlier. Now, in your honest opinion, would you say that those are realistic, or just the romantic musings of a teenage girl?"
"Oh, I think they're quite realistic," said Klaus. "If you'd like, I can take you to Paris and show you the Eiffel Tower. And I think you'd be most deserving of a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame." He saw her blush a little as he was speaking. "What's that blush for, love?"
"It's just that I've never actually discussed that bucket list with anyone," said Caroline. "I thought that if I forgot about it, it would go away."
"Isn't it better to get these things out in the open instead of keeping them to yourself?" said Klaus. "Why do you think I paint? To express my emotions on the canvas. Why do you think we're discussing your bucket list? So that I can see what your dreams are, which answers the question that I asked you that night outside of the Mystic Grill."
"You...remember that?"
"Some things you never forget."
For a few minutes, there was silence between them until Caroline turned her attention to the sunset, feeling the evening breeze blow through her hair and caress her face, closing her eyes and hearing it whistle in her ears. "Beautiful."
"Indeed." Of course, Klaus wasn't referring to the sunset when he said that.
Caroline opened her eyes again and looked at him, seeing how incredibly gorgeous he looked in the red-orange rays as the sun sank deeper and deeper, almost completely gone, but not yet. She then took his face in her hands and looked into his greenish blue eyes with her blue ones.
"You know what? I think we just did the third thing on my bucket list."
"I think you're right," he replied. "You know, that offer to take you to Paris still stands if you..."
"Yes, I'd like to go," said Caroline. "Hell, I'd love to go. In fact, let's leave tonight. I don't want to waste another minute in this damn town. I don't give a shit what you have to do to secure us a seat on the next flight out of here."
"You're giving me permission to compel someone?" said Klaus. "My word, love, you really are eager to get out of Mystic Falls, aren't you?"
"Eager, anxious, whatever adjective you think you describes me the most," said Caroline. "I just want to go to Paris with you."
Klaus smiled. "Your wish is my command, my Queen."
Note: Here you go, another update. Even though there was no Klaroline this week, I wanted to get my fix by updating again. Enjoy, lovelies!
