Bonnie went to the mansion alone. Elena was hardly around because she was constantly at the Salvatore boarding house with Stefan and Damon. Bonnie didn't want to criticize Elena, but Jeremy was her brother and she hardly saw him anymore. It was kind of sad.
Elijah greeted Bonnie politely, "Right in time for pie."
"Oh, please don't go to any trouble," Bonnie smiled.
"It is no trouble at all, my dear Miss Bennett," Elijah said leading her to the kitchen.
Bonnie looked around but didn't see Freya anywhere. Klaus and the little girl were sitting on the couch in the great room looking at a doll house catalog.
"Hey, guys!" Bonnie greeted Jeremy and Kol who were sitting at the kitchen counter. Jeremy was eating more pie and Kol had a glass of blood. Matt had run upstairs to take a shower and change. Before he went up, he asked to speak to Klaus and Elijah alone. Matt had something he wanted to get off his chest.
"Bonnie, looking lovely as usually," Kol said trying to kiss Bonnie's hand. She laughed and pulled it away. He could stare into her beautiful brown eyes forever. Her smile lit up the room.
"My sister didn't want to come?" Jeremy asked disappointed.
"Sorry, Jer, she's with the Salvatores," Bonnie explained.
"Both of them," Jeremy inquired confused.
"Pretty much. Damon is always lurking around. Now that he's on the town council, his ego is bigger than ever!" Bonnie divulged.
Elijah set Bonnie's plate in front of her, "Any news of the hunters?"
"I hate hunters," Kol intoned. "I wouldn't mind ripping through this lot once we figure out who they are."
"It's not good," Bonnie admitted. "New hunters seem to pop up everyday. Damon is working with Alaric, Mr. Saltzman, to see other ways we can counteract their measures. I'm working on a couple of spells. Speaking of, where's Freya?"
"She's ah, talking to Tyler. They should be out in a few minutes," Elijah explained.
"I just never knew Mystic Fall was so full of prejudice," Bonnie retorted.
"Bonnie, I'm afraid that vampires have bring much of this on ourselves by killing and feeding in plain sight. There is no need for anyone to die at the hand of a vampire. Wolves naturally turn to hunt us first, before they hunt humans or other animals on the full moon. Perhaps that is nature's way of balancing out things," Elijah proffered.
"Maybe. Mr. M., this is amazing pie. Did you make this?" Bonnie gushed.
"I had some help, but thank you. Oh look, there's Tyler," Elijah noted. He looked rumbled and was walking a tad stiffly.
"Hey, Ty, is Freya on her way? I have some good news," Bonnie announced finishing her pie. Before she could take her plate to the sink, Elijah interceded.
"Yeah, she's on her way. She's just cleaning up in the study," Tyler said looking anxiously at Kol and Jeremy.
Elijah could see they needed to talk and invited Bonnie to follow him to the study to chat with Freya. Jeremy put his plate in the dishwasher and went up to their room.
Once they were gone, Tyler flushed and said, "I'm sorry, Kol. I was a dick. Really, I was way out of line."
"Forget it, mate. For a second, I was ready to rip your head off. Then, I remembered that, not only are you a teenager, you got that curse ripping around in your head," Kol acknowledged.
"Yeah, that's what Freya ah, talked to me about. But honestly, me being an asshole, isn't all the curse so...she ah made that clear," Tyler flushed. Since the house had an open floor plan, Klaus and Marie could probably hear them if they tried. But at the same time, he didn't want Kol to think he go off scot-free.
"Was it bad, Tyler?" Kol blurted.
"Not like," Tyler jerked his head to indicate Klaus in the other room, as he continued to whisper, "but worse than I thought. I wasn't like crying but my ass is sore as hell now. I better go take a shower. So we're good, man? I'm-" Tyler didn't finish his apology because Kol pulled him into a quick hug.
"I know. I'm glad I didn't kill you tonight, but I think that shower is long overdue, lad!" Kol said smacking Tyler's rear end.
"Ouch! If one more person..." Tyler laughed, glad Kol wasn't mad at him. Now he had to find Matt.
"Freya, I have an idea," Bonnie started.
"Sure, Bonnie. Let's hear it," Freya said glad to see the younger witch.
"What if I induct you into the Bennett witch coven? I'm mean since Gram died, it's only me, but maybe we can grow it again. Would that work?" Bonnie wondered.
"I love it, Bonnie. Thank you for considering it. Let's give it a try and hope for the best. I have some things to run past you also. Do you know any spells about untriggered werewolves?" Freya said.
Jeremy was still in the shower when Tyler came up to talk to Matt.
Matt was in his bed turned to the wall.
"Matt?"
When there was no response, Tyler went on, "You have a right to be mad at me. I don't even know how you can be friends with me. You're always the nice one, the one everyone likes, the guy who tries to do the right thing and shit. Me, I'm the bully, the asshole, the whiny little rich boy who got everything he wanted and was still miserable. Matt, you're too good for me. Honestly, I don't deserve your friendship, man," Tyler said about to go sleep in another room.
"Ty?" Matt called from his bed, still not turning around.
Tyler breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, Matt would forgive him. That was Matt, always kind, always thoughtful.
"You're probably not going to want to be friends with me anymore either," Matt predicted. When Matt looked back at him, Tyler saw tears.
"That's not true. What are you talking about?" Tyler probed.
"I told Dad about your party in the woods tomorrow. I told him everything. He said you should go wait in his room for him," Matt said and turned back to the wall.
Freya walked Bonnie out and hugged her goodbye.
"I'm so excited. Yay. Me, a Bennett witch. Bonnie, you have no idea how much this means to me," Freya said honestly.
"It's gonna work. I know it. I'll look into those spells you asked about. Call me tomorrow," Bonnie said getting into her car.
"How ya doing, love?" Klaus asked coming up behind her.
Freya fell against the door in exhaustion.
"I don't know how you do it. It was hard. Honestly, harder than I thought. And his curse is strong. I feel like the wolf in him is trying to come out. His rage is boiling over. I think I have a plan that may work, or at least help," Freya explained.
"I asked how you are doing?" Klaus repeated.
"Scared. I'm scared that I won't be able to help Tyler in time. I don't know if I can be as hard on him as he needs me to be. And these hunters. Dahlia and I fought off witch hunters before many times, villages of them, but these hunters are sneaky and sly. They hide in plain sight," Freya rambled.
"Maybe that is it? Can we get Bonnie to do a spell where all the hunters reveal themselves? Or use something like the Gilbert device to reveal all supernaturals? When we come together, we can fight them. I don't want you to worry about the hunters, right now," Klaus started turning toward the stairs and sitting.
"What it is, Brother? Tell me," Freya said coming over and sitting by him. She could sense his uncertainty.
"Matthew told me that Tyler was planning a big party in the bloody woods on the old Lockwood property on the night of the full moon," Klaus glowered.
"What? Okay, you need to you up there and give that boy a proper thrashing because the few taps I gave him were almost nothing. Ugh! Second of all, is he out of his damn mind? The hunters will be combing all of the surrounding woods tomorrow night. Third of all,...I can't. What are you thinking?" Freya ranted.
"I agree with you, Sister. I might give him some time to cool down and maybe assign him to kitchen clean up. I don't know what to do to make him obey me. The full moon? My mind is boggled," Klaus complained.
"No, Niklaus, you need to go up there and show that little pup who his alpha is. I sense his inner wolf is striving for power and dominance. You must show him who is boss. I was a fool to just nip him a little. Doing him a kindness is no kindness. The full moon, that fool boy needs put in his place!" Freya raved.
"What if we used the party as bait for the hunters?" Elijah said from behind after putting Nicole to bed. She was asking about her grandmother.
"No! Elijah, it's too dangerous," Freya retorted.
"Nay, Sister, he means, we pretend to be the kids, the bait, and then if the hunter come for them, rather when the hunters come for them...they will get a little surprise," Klaus purred.
"Now that is a plan I can get behind," Freya smiled, suddenly feeling better.
"If you will excuse me, I have a behind to deal with," Klaus grimaced. He felt terror thinking of his boys being ripped apart by wolves or taken by hunters. He knew the tests that hunters did to people to see if they were supernatural. None of them are pleasant.
Elijah gripped Klaus' shoulder.
Elijah simply said, "He's earned it."
Tyler grabbed shorts, underwear, and a t-shirt to sleep in and went to Klaus's room. He decided to just take a shower in the huge marble bathroom. He took off his filthy clothes and checked out his backside in the mirror. It looked barely pink in some areas, mostly pale white. When the hot shower water hit it, he felt a raw, burning, sting and moved to avoid it the direct spray of the water. Lathering his entire body and washing his hair twice, Tyler started to relax. He wasn't angry at Matt. He couldn't be. Maybe after he was punished, Matt would forgive him.
Thinking about Klaus coming up, Tyler quickly toweled off and got dressed for bed. He brushed his teeth using a new toothbrush he found in the closet. Tyler got more and more scared thinking of the party. He hasn't realized it was the full moon. He was also wondering how he was going to cancel it. What if people showed up anyway? It wasn't like there were fences or guards to keep them out. He would look like a moron.
Tyler got into the massive bed, but wasn't tired. He wondered if standing in the corner would earn him any mercy. He doubted it.
Klaus came in without saying a word. It was dark again except for the outdoor lights that shined in through a part in the curtains when Klaus shut the door.
Tyler lay on his side with his back toward Klaus. Klaus pushed him onto his stomach and growled, "Lift up."
Tyler did and Klaus yanked down his shorts and briefs quickly. Tyler felt the air for only a split second before hearing the crack.
Then, he felt his bottom blaze up.
The smacks were hard and fast and everywhere. Klaus held him down and swatted every inch of his backside and upper thighs. It was shocking and agonizing. Tyler's heart beat with fear. He was powerless to stop anything. Tyler's arms were folded in front of him and he sobbed into the crook of his arm silently at first, then louder.
Tyler wasn't sure if the spanks hurt so much because they were over his recently paddled bottom or if because Klaus was hitting him harder. Tyler kicked into the bed and son his arm was wet with tears.
The smacks started to slow, but also get stronger. Tyler couldn't help but begging for the spanking to stop, the fire was too hot. He couldn't take it. He tried to thrash around to moved, but he was pinned. It would never stop.
"Please, D-Dad, *crack* D-Daddy, *crack* I'm sorry. *crack* Stop, I can't take it," Tyler wailed.
The firm whacks continued, now concentrating on his sit spots. Tyler's hands formed fists and he shoved his fist in his mouth to stop himself from screaming. He was already hoarse.
Klaus' hand was numb. It had been about three minutes since he had began the fierce smacking, but he was swatting Tyler's butt much harder than ever before. It wasn't the anger that drove his hand to continue, but the fear of what could have happened.
Klaus spanked him another minute before speaking.
"Tyler, I asked you not to go out and you knew you were planning a party and you said nothing. Those woods have been werewolf grounds for hundreds of years. Nothing," Klaus finally said.
"S-sorry," Tyler screamed, praying for a pause, anything.
"You all could have been killed or captured. Son, it will be the full moon," Klaus said smacking his thighs.
"I d-didn't know," Tyler cried.
"You are to do what you are told. This will not happen again," Klaus ground out.
Tyler heard a clink of metal for a second was relieved that the whacks stopped. He thought that was the hardest spanking he ever got from Klaus. Then, he heard the sound of the belt slipping out of the loops of Klaus' pants. Tyler jerked to try to escape. Klaus pulled him over, so he could get a better swing. Tyler was now half off of the bed. Klaus took a deep breath.
"I love you, Tyler. But I will be damned if I let you get yourself killed. I warned you if I have to thrash you every day I would do it. Well, here we are. Every time this belt lands, I want you to ask yourself if it was worth it," Klaus demanded. He folded the belt and lined it up with Tyler's already sore sit spots. Klaus moved and put his arm over Tyler's back to hold him still.
Crack! Tyler yelled out and threw his hands back. Klaus just lowered the belt and applied it to his thighs. Tyler had long since kicked off his pants and underwear.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap1
Tyler moved his hands and the strap cracked him across both cheeks. Bright red welts appeared as Klaus was not holding back.
Snap! Snap!
Tyler howled as Klaus laid down five more stripes on Tyler's thighs.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
The boy would not sit comfortably tomorrow, or perhaps not as all.
The fight seemed to leave Tyler and he lay sobbing. Klaus dropped the belt to the floor and rubbed Tyler's back. In the dark, Klaus found himself crying, too. Was this what he was cursed to do to keep his family safe? Half kill the boy to save him?
He lifted Tyler into the bed on his stomach and grabbed some tissues to wipe his face.
"Come here," Klaus went to pull Tyler into his arms to hold him. Tyler turned away in anger. It hurt and his dad had made it hurt, thought Tyler.
"No, I'm not letting you go to sleep angry with me. You screwed up, were punished, and are now forgiven. I won't bring it up again, dear boy, I promise we will get through this. I might have gray hair, but, I will stand by you. Come on, let it out," Klaus cooed. Tyler was crying softly now.
Tyler stopped fighting and let Klaus hold him and rub his back.
"I'm not mad anymore. Are you?" Tyler asked.
"No, I'm not. I was scared. When I was a little older than you, our brother Henrik got killed by werewolves. He snuck out of the cave that we used to hide in on the full moon. What no one ever knew is that, he was following me. I wanted to see them. The werewolves... I dreamt of them even then. So you see, Son, I know what you are going through. Your inner wolf is fighting to take over. We won't let that happen," Klaus promised.
"I know," Tyler agreed.
"Believe me, I only turned once on the full moon, but a thousand hard whacks of the paddle and a foul tasting potion are better than all of your bones cracking one after another. It's excruciating. For it to happen every month...The blood lust of a vampire is hard, but that gets better. I'm not sure if turning ever does. Wolves don't speak of it," Klaus shared.
Tyler shifted and groaned painfully.
"You've been through a lot tonight. Hurts?"
"Yeah, a little. Please don't let Aunt Freya get a bigger paddle. She's doesn't need it, she's stronger than she looks," Tyler said cracking a slight smile. If not for Klaus' hybrid senses, he wouldn't have seen that smile in the dark. He was pleased to hear Tyler call her aunt.
"I wish I could take it away," Klaus said stoking Tyler's forehead.
"Now, go to sleep. We have a lot of planning to do. Your party might be the thing that allows the hunters to become the prey."