Pairing: Tyler/Jeremy (m/m) hand, Matt/Jeremy (m/m) hand, Kai/Tyler (m/m) hand, Klaus/Jeremy (M/m) hand, ping pong paddle

Prompt fulfilled for Bellamagic22 (A03)

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Mikaelson Compound

Mystic Falls, Virginia

Main House

Older Boys' Room

7:41pm

Jeremy smirked as he came out of the group shower following Tyler. He wore a white towel around his waist.

"That ass of yours is gonna get tore up in say 20 minutes," Jeremy laughed. He had heard Tyler telling Matt earlier that he was going to get the paddle before bed. Klaus had reminded Tyler to get ready for bed early as he would be up after 8pm.

Jeremy had played basketball on the sport court with the younger boys, Aaron, and Tyler.

Aaron promised his cousins that he would play Legos with them before bed. The other boys were scattered around either at work or in the game room. They had put a new foosball table in that Connor, Dana, and Kai were obsessed with. Jeremy was planning to work on his latest series of drawings.

Tyler conceded, stepping into his standard white briefs, "Yep, I guess the switch last night wasn't enough. I hope Dad isn't late. I just want to get it over with. My fucking week has sucked."
"It's only Tuesday, man," Jeremy said affably, texting someone back on his phone. "Chill out."

His good mood irritated the hybrid teen.

"Easy for you to say, you aren't the one about to get his ass beat," Tyler countered.

Jeremy shrugged, "Yeah, I also wasn't fucking around in your secret little vampire hangout."

Tyler vamped up to the loft bed where Jeremy was lounging.

"Shut up about that. It's not just for us, Jer. We invited you, you were too busy hounding after Bonnie," Tyler pointed out. He grabbed the sketchbook and tried to open it, but Jeremy pulled it back.

"Get out of here," Jeremey said. "I don't go through your shit!"

"You get into my business. What are you going to do? Stay in here and watch the old man put me over his freaking knee? Get out of here. He could be early," Tyler fumed, looking at the alarm clock.

"Hey, it's my room, too," Jeremy snarled. "I can stay if I want to."

Tyler's eyes flashed yellow. "Get out, man. Now."

Jeremy burst out in uncomfortable laughter.

"Did you just try to compel me?" Jeremy said. "Dumbass, I'm on vervain and that shit doesn't work on me."

Tyler yanked the sketchbook out of Jeremy's hands.

"I didn't try to compel you, douche. But really, get the fuck out! No one else is here. You're being really fucking ignorant right now," Tyler said hotly. "Come on!"

"I was going to get my shit and leave," Jeremy said smugly. "But now, I think I will stay. It's my room, too."

Tyler's temper grew hotter. He took the sketchbook and tossed it down to the floor.

"I said get out," Tyler roared.

"No, fuck you, Tyler," Jeremy said, climbing down the ladder. "I think I'm going to enjoy seeing your nasty ass turn red. Wonder if Dad is going to use the big paddle? You deserve it..."
Tyler hopped down easily and chest-bumped his human brother.

"Maybe you deserve it, too? Huh?" Tyler snapped, preventing Jeremy from picking up his sketchbook.

"Fuck you," Jeremy yelled. Scowling, he spit in Tyler's face. Tyler's eyes blazed and he fought to keep his fangs from popping out. He wiped away the spittle with his free hand and wiped it on Jeremy's damp towel around his waist. Jeremy's mouth hung open.

"Ty...I," Jeremy said, breaking the silence.

Tyler's hand clamped down harder and Jeremy's arm and he pulled him over to Connor's bed.

"What the fuck are you doing, dude? Ty?" Jeremy gulped, regretting the show of temper.

"Spanking you, little boy," Tyler grinned. The guys often smacked each other's butts when they were playing sports or getting out of the shower in a joking fashion, but Tyler was dead serious this time.
"I-I'm sorry," Jeremy yelped as Tyler sat down heavily and flipped Jeremy completely over his lap. The towel unravelled and Jeremy's damp, white behind was now squirming frantically.

Smack!

"OWWWW!" Jeremy screeched. "Fuck, that hurts!"
Tyler grinned, "Yup. Your butt is still wet. You aren't going to be sitting easy while you're doing your dumb sketching tonight, bro."
Smack! Smack!

Jeremy's braced himself with his hands on the carpet. Tyler was strong and his hand felt hard and unbracing. Jeremy couldn't help but reach back with his right hand to try to block the spanking.

"Nope," Tyler said firmly. "You're getting blistered. Spitting in my fucking face? Really?"
Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Jeremy lost his ability to speak as he tried to suck in his breath. He was able to howl out another apology when he heard a commotion. His butt was burning and he couldn't believe that Tyler was actually spanking him.

"Dudes, what the hell?" Matt yelled.

Kai laughed out loud, "Ah, are we interrupting? Matt, more foosball looks like fun..."
Jeremy tried to scream, "Help!" but Tyler gave him a fast, hard litany of spanks that cause him to sob instead.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

"Awwwww, heellllp," Jeremy groaned.

Matt walked over and chided Tyler. "Man, that's enough. His ass is cherry red. What are you doing?"

"He spit in my face," Tyler said shortly. "He deserves this."

Kai vamped over, now concerned.
"Okay, but this isn't your place," Kai cautioned. "And isn't your dad, um, coming up to whup you?"
Tyler looked at the clock. He had seven minutes. Klaus was never early these days, especially since Ansel was born.

"I got time," Tyler said confidently.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

"Okay, but he's had enough," Matt said firmly. "Let him up."
Tyler lessened the firmness of the swats, but started peppering Jeremy's thighs and sit spots with blows.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

"Pleaseeeee," Jeremy said, now weeping. "It hurtssss."

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

"That is enough, Ty," Kai said louder. "Let him up."

"Fuck you," Tyler said.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Kai's vampire eyes saw the redness of Jeremy's bottom deepening. Next, he was going to bruise.

Kai looked at Matt and said, "Grab the salve hidden in my sock drawer."

He put his hands on Tyler's shoulders and did something he never thought he would do: siphon Tyler.

Tyler let go of Jeremy feeling magic draining from his body. Jeremy scrambled away, forgetting about his damp towel and clutching his throbbing behind.
Tyler's face contorted in discomfort as Kai sat beside him and pulled him over his lap.

Tyler gasped, "What?"

"Sorry, I just took a little but I will paralyze you if you fight me," Kai warned. Now that he had taken magic from Tyler, he could do a spell to incapacitate him.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Kai slid Tyler over more, shifting him over his silky basketball shorts so Tyler's upper body was on the bed and his feet dragging on the floor.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Kai was swatting one side of Tyler's briefs and then the next. As he pulled up the sides to bare Tyler's cheeks, Kai noticed that Matt was coating Jeremy's rear with salve.

"Use it all, guys," Kai encouraged. "I made some to help this asshole's butt after Uncle Klaus whacks him tonight. Don't think he deserves that anymore...Ty, wanna tell me what happened?"

Tyler pounded the bed with his fist.
"Jeremy was going to stay and watch me get paddled. I lost my temper," Tyler roared as Kai's smacks on his bare bottom were heating up.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

"Is that true?" Matt asked Jeremy.

Jeremy turned and admitted, "Yeah. Look, I was kidding, Tyler. I shouldn't have spit at you..."
Matt made a face. "That's gross, dude. Let me see your ass, Jer. You missed a spot."
Jeremy waved Matt off, "Get your hands off my ass. What are you, a gay?"

Kai's eyes flashed up as he continued to smack Tyler's wiggling bottom.

"What did he say? Matt maybe we stopped Ty too soon!" Kai wondered.

Matt grinned and wrestled Jeremy around to place a few good cracks on the tops of his thighs as he danced around.

"I was joking," Jeremy defended, trying to dance away.

"No funny," Kai stated. "Watch that shit!"

"Kaiiii, come on. Stop," Tyler said urgently. He knew the hard spanks would heal quickly, but it was really embarrassing.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Kai popped him hard and was able to stop when he heard someone at the doorway.

"Boys!" Cami yelled, carrying an arm load of laundry. "Kai, stop that this instant!"

Kai's hand fell without delivering another smack.

"Ah, Aunt Cami, we were just messing around," Kai said, pushing Tyler's underpants back in place. Tyler scrambled off, his face redder than his behind.

"Tyler, is that true?" Cami said, setting the clothes down on the bed.

"Yeah, um, yes, ma'am," Tyler stammered.

Jeremy was scrambling to put on his sweats.

"Wait, just a moment," Cami said firmly. "Jeremy, is your bottom all red, too?"

Matt cleared his throat, "He, ah, fell and I had to put salve on it."

Cami stared at Matt until he turned around sheepishly.

The special salve Kai had prepared had healed Jeremy's bottom leaving it pale, but shiny.

"Mom, come on," Jeremy said bashfully. "We're cool. Is, ah, Dad coming up?" Jeremy pulled up his pants and grabbed his discarded sketchbook.

Cami eyed all of the boys. "Yes, he's putting Ansel to bed. The others are making smores at the fire pit. I don't know what was happening here, but it better not happen again!"
"Yes, Mom," Matt said sheepishly. "Um, can we go?"
Cami folded her arms and finally said, "Go on."

Tyler pulled on his shorts and started to follow the others.

"Tyler, not you," Cami asserted. "I think you and Dad have some business to take care of and then you are getting sent right to bed."

Tyler flushed again, sniffing in embarrassment. He mumbled, "I thought maybe he forgot..."

Matt, Kai, and Jeremy left.

Cami waited a minute and sat down. "No, honey, he didn't. You want to talk about it?"

Tyler put on a white t-shirt.
"Um, I guess I'm a little put out that Care decided to move back in with her mom," Tyler said, still standing. "Like my mom lives alone now, too. She's fine. I just don't understand."

Cami nodded, "I think Caroline and her mom need some time. She was gone for months and that was hard on Liz Forbes. Your mom is busy being the mayor. But you know you are always welcome back there, right?"

Tyler shrugged, "Yeah, I guess. It's just she was hardly ever home even when my father was alive. They were always doing something. I hated being in that big house by myself..."
Cami felt a rush of sorrow for her stepson. He never called her mom like the other boys had started to, but Carol Lockwood had checked in with her about Tyler frequently.

"She worries about you, too," Cami said. "But I think you guys have a different relationship than Caroline and her mom. That doesn't mean that Caroline cares any less about you."
"It doesn't?" Tyler asked. "I thought she would need me more as a vampire, but she seems like she has it under control. I just don't know why, but that bothers me."
"Talk to her about it," Cami suggested. "Getting yourself in trouble isn't going to solve that problem. But communicating what is on your mind will help. Now, I think you better go brush your teeth and get in that corner before your dad comes up. A good night's sleep will do you some good."

Cami kissed Tyler on the cheek and patted him on the backside before leaving. She really didn't know what the boys were doing, and wasn't sure she ever wanted to know.

Crescent Academy, (formerly Fleur-de-Lis Sanatorium)

New Orleans, Louisiana

Quarters of Josh, Aiden, Emily, Chris, and Sara

Evening

"Is Uncle Tommy here yet?" four year old Sara asked Aiden again.

The 18 year old Crescent werewolf smiled, "Not yet, honey. We'll see him tomorrow when they come over. They are spending the night in the French Quarter at the Compound. Remember when we stayed there?"

Josh and Aiden had stayed there after the fire in the loft a few months earlier. He knew Emily had loved sleeping in the "big" four poster bed with Chris in one of the old rooms.

"Yesh," Sara replied. She was playing with Wolfie, her stuffed animal and making him drink pretend tea from a tea cup. "Tea, Daddy?"

"No, babes, it is time for bed," Aiden said. "I thought Papa Aiden and Chris would be back from the infirmary by now..."

Emily came in, she was Chris's elder sister.

"Dad, can I go watch a movie with Henry? It's a short one," Emily asked. Sara ran over and made her take a "sip" of the tea. Emily was 14 and dating another Crescent wolf named Henry.

"No, sweetie," Aiden said. "It's late. Can you put Sara to bed? I'm going to see where your brother and Josh are."

Emily frowned, "Really? I got a 100% on that test in Introduction to Lycanthropy. I thought you would be proud."

"I am proud, Em," Aiden replied. "Look, I'll give you $20. Okay. You can hang with Henry tomorrow night. Just do me this favor."

"Fine," Emily said, holding out her hand for the cash.

"I don't have it right now. Tomorrow, okay?" Aiden smiled. He kissed Sara and promised to be in to tuck her in after Emily got her pajamas on and read her a story.

"Don't be too wate," Sara cautioned.

"I won't be late," Aiden promised, thanking Emily.

Aiden trotted down the hallway of the adult wing and made a point not to look in Professor Vardemus' open door. He always had some strange glamour causing his quarters to look like another world. Aiden chuckled as he remembered how Emily had talked about the professor turned one of the classroom into Hogwarts to show students about how many fallacies were in the series.

Aiden found Josh carrying Chris as he exited the infirmary.

"Is he okay?" Aiden breathed, brushing back their now five year old son's silver blond hair.

"Yes," Josh said. "Just a fever. She gave him some medicine and said to continue the fluids and rest. She also recommended that he bath in epsom salts."

Aiden nodded, like his older sister, Chris was also part mermaid. The Mikaelsons had funded an indoor pool where Emily and Chris could swim year around. Chris was too young to turn, but Emily did once or more a month.

"Did Marcel call you?" Josh whispered as they made their way back upstairs.

"Yes, they are going to get some rest tonight," Aiden said. "What took you so long?"

Josh's lips tightened, "Hayley passed out again. She was giving a tour and...boom. She was on the ground."

Aiden frowned, "Hayley needs to rest more. There are plenty of people around here who could do tours. Damn, we need Mary hear to whup her butt in shape. She's not listening to Jack."

Aiden agreed, still carrying Chris, "No, she's not. Honestly, getting Mary here isn't a bad idea. But maybe after Marcel's visit is over."

Josh paused, biting his lip. "Um, Aiden. I think more is going on here. I talked to Sean earlier today. The human faction is good. Witches are quiet. Wolves good. Hell, even the vampires in the city are behaving. I am just wondering why Marcel is coming now."

Aiden replied, "Yeah, I mean, I am real happy to see my little brother, but the timing is odd. Rebekah usually doesn't want him missing school. Things are going good, right? Why now?"

"I don't know," Josh said, shifting Chris as he moaned softly.

"Let's get the kids to bed. Tomorrow is gonna be a busy day."

Aiden laughed, "Isn't it always? By the way, you owe Emily $20 for putting Sara to bed. I'm tapped out."

Josh rolled his eyes, "You are a pushover. I think she is saving up to buy Henry some kind of leather jacket he wants. Puppy love..."

Aiden chuckled again and opened up their front door.

Mikaelson Mansion

Older Boys' Room

Klaus came in to find Tyler nervously shuffling around in the corner. He wore his basketball shorts and a t-shirt. He didn't require the boys to put their hands on their hands and Tyler's hands were at his sides.

"You can turn around, Son," Klaus said after observing the bedroom. There were six single beds and a double bed loft in the small sleeping quarters. For once, it actually looked neat.

Tyler turned and grimaced to see the ping pong paddle in Klaus' hand.

"Dad, really? I'm sorry about fighting you last night," Tyler started.

"I know," Klaus said, "But what kind of father would I be if I didn't keep my promises? Cami said she came into quite a ruckus in here."

Tyler exhaled loudly. "It was dumb, okay. I would really rather not talk about it."

"That is fine, Tyler," Klaus said, sitting on Tyler's bed. "I just want you to know that I am never too busy for you. We will have the whole night on the full moon. We should pick up that habit again. I think shifting will do us all some good, Erik and Connor also. I shall speak to Aunt Keelin, it would do her some good as well. Come, let's not put this off. Camille thinks you are not getting enough rest."

"I guess I will tonight," Tyler responded glumly. "Where do you want me?"
Klaus patted his thigh and moved back on the bed. Tyler gulped, but decided arguing would make it worse.

Klaus twirled the ping pong paddle.

"I peeled off the rubber and put on a fresh coating of vervain and wolfsbane. Go on and take off those shorts and your briefs."

Tyler obeyed and couldn't help but see if his rear was still tender from Kai's earlier smacking. He felt fully healed. He had drank an extra bag of animal blood today, hoping it would aid his healing. Human blood was better but each teen only was allotted one a day. They could have as much animal blood as they wanted, or could hunt.

Tyler kicked off his shorts and folded them, setting them on the night stand. Klaus set the paddle aside and guided Tyler completed over his lap. He handed him one of his two bed pillows.

"Hold on to that," Klaus directed. "No reaching back. I had enough of that kind of thing last night."
Tyler wanted to argue, but bit back a reply. This was not the time nor place to correct his father. The Original vampire adjusted his son, making sure his backside was over his right thigh. Tyler felt Klaus push up his shirt and pin him down with his strong left arm. Tyler's feet were on the bed, as well as his upper body. He kicked his pillow back with his feet, which he realized was kind of gross.

"Okay, tell me why you are getting a bedtime spanking," Klaus said, rubbing Tyler's bottom lightly.

"I misbehaved last night while you were...punishing me," Tyler said in a near whisper.

"Yes, and this is the result," Klaus said, bringing his strong hand down.

Whack!

Tyler jerked at the firm slap, but remained silent.

Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!

Klaus noted that each smack left a pink handprint. He swatted Tyler to warm up his cheeks for a full minute. As Tyler's healing fought to keep up with the brisk spanking, the boy could no longer remain still. He shifted and buried his face into the pillow.

"I am not going to go easy on you," Klaus said. "You haven't had a good spanking in a time, besides last night. I am thinking that is a mistake. Consider yourselves warned."
Tyler wanted to groan. After Kai siphoned him, he felt weak and his bottom stung mightily. Was that also stopping his healing? Tyler wondered. Ugh, if the adults found that out, that would be terrible.

Klaus went through periods where he got fed up with the boys' behavior for a time and was stricter. Tyler made a mental note to avoid the hangout pass the fence for a time. It just wasn't worth it to get caught.

Klaus hefted the small, round paddle and patted the striped wooden side on Tyler's bottom. Tyler found a small tingle as the vervain and wolfsbane further slowed his healing. Klaus rubbed it another moment and the tinge of feeling morphed into a burn.
Whap! Whap!

Klaus popped down the light paddle on Tyler's right cheek twice, snapping his wrist at the last second.
"Ah," Tyler breathed out. That smarted a lot worse that Kai's or his father's hand had. Damn wolfsbane and vervain!

Whap! Whap! Klaus quickly matched the two licks on Tyler's left cheek and then switched to paddling the center of Tyler's well-muscled rump.

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

After four in the center, Klaus started a circuit of smacked Tyler's sit spots.

Whap! Whap!

Whap! Whap!

Then, Klaus worked his way around until Tyler was bouncing over his lap and kicking his feet into the head of his bed.

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

Tyler's eyes welled up in tears and he let out the cries he was holding back.

"There you go," Klaus soothed. "A good spanking is what you need every now and then. More now than then, I surmise..."

Whap! Whap!

Whap! Whap!

All of Tyler's pain over Caroline leaving and his fears melted as he concentrated on the loud pops from the paddle.

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

Tyler sobbed and realized that the spanks were lighter, but faster. His dad wasn't going to stop until Tyler really felt the errors of his ways.
"Sorrrrryyyy, Dadddd," Tyler burst out.

Klaus went back to only spanking each cheek twice and switching to the other side until Tyler's buttocks were red and shiny.

Tyler felt a shock of fear that his dad was never going to stop paddling him. He tried to buck up and arch his back, but Klaus' left arm pushed him back down. For his resistance, Klaus popped him firmly once on each thigh.

Whack. Whack. Then, resumed swatting Tyler's red behind.

"Ohhhhhh," Tyler protested. "Owwwww."

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

"Dadddy, pleaseeee," Tyler begged. Klaus put down the paddle and finished the spanking with his hand for another minute or two. When Tyler stopped kicking and squirming, he realized that the spanking was over. Klaus was loosening his hold and patting his back.

"You needed that," Klaus said lightly.

"Ahhh, i-it h-hurts," Tyler moaned. "But I-I guess you're r-right. I d-don't l-like it though."

Klaus chuckled, "Then, behave yourself. You are capable of that, you know?"

Klaus flexed his right hand, it was burning from the contact with the herbs. He imagined Tyler was really feeling the sting.

Tyler sniffed and rubbed his eyes, his head achy from crying so much.

"Ready to get up," Klaus asked.

"Yeah," Tyler said sniffling, as he got up in an awkward angle. "Can't b-believe how much that l-little ping pong paddle stings."

"I know," Klaus smiled. "But you have been punished and all is forgiven. I love you, Tyler."

"I know, Dad," Tyler said, as Klaus pulled him into a cuddle. "Love you, too."
"Let me hold you a minute," Klaus said gently. "I remember when you boys would spend the night in my bed after a hiding like that."

Tyler smiled, "Yeah, there were a lot of those after we first got here, huh?"

"A few, but I am always thankful we have these times after," Klaus said. "I always fear..." Klaus was hugging Tyler to him and rubbing his back.

"What, Dad?" Tyler asked, leaning into him.

"That you will hate me after," Klaus admitted.

"I don't," Tyler soothed. "I know I deserved it. And better getting paddled than being grounded all week. Though my butt is gonna be sore tomorrow."

Tyler wanted to ask his dad if siphoning could also siphon out anger, as well as magic, but he didn't want to snitch on Kai. He knew his cousin would be in a lot of trouble if anyone found out. He'd deal with him later.

"Oh, I think you will be fine," Klaus assured him. "Now, let's get you into bed so you can sleep. And if any of the other boys mock you, I will give them a red arse, too. And they best not wake you."

Tyler got up so Klaus could turn down his bed and he slipped in, once again without his pants.

"Are you taking my phone?" Tyler asked in a small voice.

"No, Son," Klaus said. "You can call Caroline, but keep it relatively short. I know you feel better after you speak to her."
Klaus leaned over and covered Tyler as he leaned on his side and kissed him on his head, brushing back his short dark hair.

Klaus took his paddle and softly shut the door behind him. The other boys were starting to stream in. Klaus held up the paddle.

"I will be back here in a flash if any of you say a word to Tyler or keep him awake," Klaus warned. Aaron and Silas, Kol's sons looked alarmed.

Erik and Connor looked unfazed.

"We ain't gonna say nothing, Dad," Connor promised. Klaus said goodnight and hugged all of them.

Aaron glanced at the door, "Jeez, was he serious?"

"As a heart attack," Erik said glibly. "Plus, your dad will probably be checking in from next door."

Silas, a doppelgänger of Stefan's, who could never quite master the older vampire's hero hair, winked at Aaron, saying, "Ah, once they go to bed, you know, him and Georgie, they are usually in bed for the night..."

Aaron started to say maybe he would take the couch tonight instead of the loft bed, but was cut off. Matt, Kai, and Jeremy burst in the door to the living room quarters attached to the sleeping room.

"Where's Ty?" Jeremy asked. "We had a tiff before..."

"Y'all best pipe down," Erik warned, pushing back his shoulder length hair. "Dad's in a whooping mood and he has a paddle with him. Don't say nothing to Tyler. I ain't getting it because y'all are too loud."

Matt pushed Erik lightly, "Relax. Dad's not coming back up. Who wants to play a game of C.O.D.?"

"I'm in," Kai said.

Elijah came in as the boys were just getting started, "No games now. Turn it off. Go on and get ready for bed. Aaron, thank you for playing so nicely with the boys. They had a wonderful time. That was very kind of you."

Jeremy snapped off the system and trudged toward the bathroom.

"No, it was fun for me, too," Aaron replied. "I was never really around little kids or liked Legos. I told them I'll help them with that new set tomorrow."

"That would be nice. Now, come on, get teeth brushed. By ten o'clock, I want all of you in your beds. I will be back to check," Elijah promised. "And Kai, you didn't bring the laundry down. This is your last warning."

Kai gulped, "Sorry, I'll do it now."

Elijah said, "No, I'll do it this time. Go on, I don't want to have to remind you again."

Elijah went to gather up the laundry.

Silas whispered to Aaron, "Shit, wonder when the guest house will be done. It's like so strict here."

Aaron nodded, "I know. I'm never going to complain about Dad and Georgie again. We have it made at home."

Elijah gave the two brothers a stern look. "Boys, in the bathroom now. I don't want to have to remind you again. I am not your father. Go."

Aaron sighed and joined the others in the bathroom.

Silas wanted to defend his dad, Kol, but saw the look on Elijah's face and decided against it. The doppelgänger rolled his eyes and followed the others.