"This is my bed! Why am I the one getting pushed out of it?!" Finn looks indignantly up at Elijah's smug face, which was pressed in the crook of Luna's neck.
"Shut up, you'll wake Luna!" Kol replies, glaring at his older brother, not at all worrying about the volume of his voice.
"You shut up, Kol!" Finn retorts, glaring at his youngest brother. This was supposed to be his night with his mate, but of course, his little brothers had to come in and ruin their alone time.
"Both of you shut up!" Niklaus grumbles, throwing a stray pillow in Kol's face.
In response to this, Kol kicks Niklaus off the bed. Niklaus lands with a thud on the floor, ungracefully faceplanting the rug.
Elijah snickers at Niklaus's sputtering while pushing his nose further against Luna's throat. His arms tightened a little around his mate, a gesture of pure possessiveness.
"What did I do to deserve that?" Niklaus groans, rubbing his nose.
"I don't know, Nikkie. Maybe locking us in boxes has something to do with it?" Kol replies, grinning at his brother.
"Honestly, how long are you going to use that against me?" Niklaus rolls his eyes, propping himself up on his elbows.
"As long as you have kept me daggered, so another 300 years or so." Kol fires back.
"Try 900." Finn deadpans, scrambling back to his feet.
Luna blinks her eyes open. She stares at the ceiling for a moment before lifting her head to see the source of the commotion.
"Nik? What are you doing on the floor?" Luna asks, looking confusedly at the hybrid.
"Ask Elijah and Kol." Niklaus grumbles, looking thoroughly annoyed.
Luna turns to face Elijah, lifting one eyebrow in question.
Elijah in return gives Luna an innocent grin. "Goodmorning, Elskan." Elijah places a kiss on Luna's temple, nuzzling lazily.
"Morning, Angel." Kol chirps, pressing a kiss to her cheek.
"Goodmorning" Luna replies simply. She relaxes in Elijah's hold, willingly enduring his nosing.
"Tonight someone else can sleep at the foot of the bed." Niklaus decides, getting up from the floor and stretching his back with a groan.
"I still can't you believe you did that, but you were drunk... so I guess that-wait what?" Luna looks at Niklaus, hoping she misheard him. "No, no people sleeping on bed ends. This was a one-time thing." Luna says, waving her hand around to emphasize the bizarreness of the situation. The bed was way too small. If they insisted on having a sleepover, they would do so in the living room, like normal teenage girls.
"What-why?" Kol asks, looking a little put out at this mate's objection.
"Wow, those abandonment issues are really shining through." Luna mutters while shaking her head. "You're big boys, you can sleep in your own beds."
"I forgot how mean you can be before your coffee." Kol pouts.
• • •
"Morning, Bekah." Luna greets cheerfully upon seeing the blonde almost inhaling the stack of pancakes before her.
All of the Mikaelsons were seated at the dinner table. After Luna had kicked all of the Mikaelson men out of Finn's room, even Finn, she had taken her sweet time to get ready. Luna had bathed extensively and used several bath oils, presumably left behind by Finn. After half an hour of digging through her closet for something casual to wear, she finally made her way down, feeling energized and ready to tackle the day.
Finn immediately speeds up to Luna, handing her a cup of coffee. "Thank you, Finn." Luna says, pressing a kiss to Finn's lips before making her way to the table.
Elijah immediately nudges her plate closer to her, as if he was worried she wouldn't notice the plate.
"What is it?" Luna asks, halting her eating upon seeing Niklaus's eager expression.
"Hurry up, love. I want to show you something." Niklaus says, looking ready to bounce out of his seat.
"Is he... still drunk?" Luna asks carefully looking at Rebekah for an answer.
"No, just excited... like a little puppy." Rebekah replies, shooting Niklaus a toothy grin upon seeing his scowl.
Having finally finished her breakfast, which took forever according to Niklaus, she and Niklaus made their way to the front door.
"So, you wanted to show me your car?" Luna asks, looking a little unimpressed at the hybrid. Had he seriously rushed her for this? So she could stroke his male ego by complimenting him on his choice of vehicle.
"No, I'm showing you your new car." Niklaus points out matter-of-factly, looking eagerly at his mate for her approval and excitement.
"My... new car?" Luna asks slowly, turning red at the thought that Niklaus would have gone through so much trouble for her.
"The other day in the Grill you thanked me for your new car, so here it is!" Niklaus offers proudly, quite impressed with his capability to buy a car so swiftly. Sure he might have had yelled a lot through the phone to the dealer, but it had worked out perfectly. The man had been so thoroughly intimidated he even gave Niklaus the newest software update for free.
"Feel free to express your gratitude again, preferably in the form of kisses." Niklaus bows his head a little juts his chin forward, and puckers his lips slightly, waiting for a kiss.
"I don't think I can accept this. I mean, I was just making something up last night. I never intended for you to feel obliged to-" Luna says, ignoring Niklaus's waiting lips. She felt a bit guilty about receiving a car, especially if Niklaus only did it because of what she said in the Grill the previous night.
"Now, how am I supposed to spoil you when you won't accept my gifts?" Niklaus hums, stroking her hand affectionately. "Just accept it, love." He encourages, pressing a kiss to her temple.
Before Luna can further object, Elijah interjects. "Now that Niklaus has managed to embarrass our mate, Luna, is there anything special that should be on the grocery list?" Elijah had made his way to the hallway, joining the duo.
"Thank you, Nik." Luna says, pressing a kiss to his lips before turning around to face Elijah. "Are we going on a shopping trip?"
"Yes, we need to do some grocery shopping and we can get you the sweatpants you have been asking for." Elijah replies, holding his hand out for Luna to take.
• • •
"Put the alcohol back!" Luna demands, looking irritatedly at Niklaus who was once again holding a dozen of bottles.
They have been at the store for about an hour now and Luna was exhausted with keeping track of all the Mikaelson siblings. Of course, they all ran off again, except for the eldest two. Kol and Rebekah had already been scolded twice by the same employee, who looked close to giving them a beating.
"No." Niklaus objects, trying not to squirm under Luna's glare. "It's at a discount."
"You're rich, you just bought me a car, you don't need to buy at discount." Luna sighs in exasperation. Before Luna can continue listing her objections she hears a loud cry coming from her right.
"Kol! Stop terrorizing that baby!" Luna strides forward, pulling Kol away from the infant. Luna looks up at the lady, who looked quite disturbed at Kol's behavior towards her child.
"I'm so sorry, he has accidentally... inhaled paint...yeah-his brain is... like very fragile right now." Luan explains, smiling awkwardly at the woman, ignoring the indignant noises coming from Kol in the background.
"Inhaling paint? Really?!" Kol asks, as soon as she returned to his side.
Luna shrugs not sure what kind of response would make him feel better. Kol lets out a low rumble, poking her between the ribs in retaliation.
"I'm sorry, just stay by the cart, please?" Luna begs, pouting at Kol while swatting his hand away.
• • •
"Nik, why are you shopping in the baby aisle?! We don't have babies!" Luna was close to snapping some necks. It was now half an hour later and Luna was in dire need of a nap or a nanny. She resolved to go shopping alone from now on, or only with the eldest two, as they could still hold back a bit.
"Not yet, but we can certainly try for some." Niklaus smirks when he sees Luna's cheeks reddening.
"You're disgusting, Nik!" Rebekah calls from another aisle.
• • •
"Finn, honey, for the last time, you can't open the product and put it back." Luna sighs, taking the crisp packet from his hands and putting it in the cart, along with all the products he had previously opened.
"But how will I know if it tastes good." Finn frowns, wrapping his arms around his mate. She seemed irritated and tired, his inner animal told him it would be best to hold his mate close until she was feeling better.
"You don't, you just have to take a risk." Luna replies, leaning back in Finn's chest and relaxing in his arms. In the distance, they hear a racket, which is most likely caused by one of the Mikaelsons.
Luna smiles briefly at two passing shoppers, who were looking curiously in their direction. It must have looked a little silly, two people hugging next to a shopping cart that was filled to the brim.
A low growl can be heard from behind her and she sees the two shoppers hurrying away, looking disturbed by the sudden animal noise.
"Finn, sweetie you can't growl at everyone who looks at me." Luna warns softly, poking his hand.
"I can certainly try." Finn murmurs, pushing his nose against Luna's jugular.
"Of course you can." Luna mutters, not bothering to object any further. Knowing her mates, they would probably always be territorial and petty.
• • •
"15 dollars?! For a piece of stale bread? Have they gone mad?!" Niklaus looks scandalized at the product he was reviewing. He turns his head to the person behind the counter. "Where's your manager?!" Niklaus barks, making the poor girl flinch before hurriedly scurrying away, to find her boss.
Kol, who was bored out of his mind bumps his cart into Elijah, who was patiently waiting for Luna to hand him the products so he could place them in the cart.
"Will you stop that?" Elijah asks, glaring at his brother.
"Would you prefer it if I tripped you instead?" Kol shrugs, looking more than willing to annoy his brother further.
Elijah takes a threatening step forward, ready to do some damage if Kol kept this troublesome attitude up.
"Alright, knock it off you two." Luna warns, handing Elijah the last products.
"You guys can go to the checkout, I need to grab one last thing. "
"I'm coming!" Kol calls, shoving the cart in Elijah's direction.
"No, Kol. It's fine I'm pretty sure I won't get ambushed at the pasta aisle." Luna deadpans.
"You could. Besides that, we don't even need pasta!" Kol retorts.
"Yes, we do."
"No, he's right. I checked the cupboard yesterday and there was a whole box" Finn offers.
"I might have used the last macaroni to make a necklace." Luna mutters, looking down embarrassed.
"Excuse me?" Elijah blinks, not sure if making uncooked pasta necklaces was a regular occurrence for humans.
"I was feeling creative, jeez." Luna defends, walking away from the group towards the pasta aisle.
Luna rolls her eyes, how could this shopping trip be possibly more tiring than the last? While walking she scans the shelves and she accidentally bumps into someone. Looking up a small gasp escapes her.
"Damon..."
• • •
"Remember how you wanted to find out who this girl was at the ball?" Stefan's voice can be heard over the speaker of Damon's phone.
"I looked into it and apparently there are no records on a twenty-one-year-old Luna Mason."
"Funny you should mention this...she is currently passed out on my backseat." Damon says, looking in his review mirror to make sure she was still unconscious.
"You kidnapped the human? Why?" Stefan asks, voice now sounding a little frantic.
"Well, we wanted to find out who she is and what she is to the Mikaelsons, what better way than hearing it from her? Besides that, she might know how to kill an Original." Damon shrugs, although Stefan can't see it. In his opinion this plan was brilliant, they'd wait a few hours, compel everything they needed out of the girl, and they could finally end the terror that was the Mikaelson family.
"Damon..." Stefan warns, not liking this plan one bit. It could work, but if it didn't...he had seen Niklaus's terror first hand and had seen the way it made someone like Katherine run for more than 500 years, it wasn't a lifestyle he was looking forward to.
"Don't worry, saint Stefano, when we have the information she can run along. Promise. Now, where are you? I'm picking you up."
• • •
"Hey, guys? How long does it take for humans to choose pasta?" Finn asks carefully, craning his neck to see if Luna was approaching them. His gut was telling him something was off, his mate had been gone for a good ten minutes now.
• • •
"Goodmorning sunshine." Damon hums as he sees Luna moving.
He pulls up to the Salvatore boarding house, honking once to let his brother know he was there.
"Oh no, Kol is never going to let me live this down." Luna groans, sitting up straight.
Luna is about to give Damon a lecture on kidnapping humans when she sees Stefan exiting the house and making his way towards the car.
"A road trip with both Salvatores? Elena is not going to like this." Luna laughs, knowing the doppelganger would probably boil at the thought of being left out.
"I couldn't care less about what Elena likes or not." Stefan replies flatly, glancing briefly at Damon.
"Liar." Luna accuses before bursting into laughter.
"Why are you laughing?" Damon asks, not expecting this kind of reaction to being kidnapped, maybe the girl was insane? Shaking his head he starts the car, hoping to put a good distance between himself and the Mikaelsons, who were surely already looking for Luna.
"You're in so much trouble. You don't want to know how many times your limbs and organs have been offered to me." Luna giggles.
"I'm flattered." Stefan sighs, already regretting going along with Damon's plan.
"You're kidnapped by two vampires, shouldn't you be scared or something? Begging for your life?" Damon asks, looking a little insulted. In his days he had kidnapped a lot of people and Luna's reaction was quite anticlimactic.
"You wish. Stefan eats bunnies and Damon falls for whiny teenagers who wear the face of his ex...I think I'm good." Luna sasses, leaning her head back in the seat. Her wrists had been cuffed, the metal dug in her flesh and it was overall quite uncomfortable.
"Wow, you're awake three minutes and you've already bruised his ego. Nice." Stefan deadpans, turning around to smirk at the girl.
"How's that male ego doing?" Luna asks Damon after a few minutes of silence.
"It might need some stroking." Damon admits, still scowling a little.
"Yeah... I'm not stroking anything. Go ask Elena." Luna suggests, shooting Damon an extra friendly smile in the review mirror.
Damon grumbles incoherently.
"Does he always grumble like this?" Luna asks, poking Stefan's shoulder. She was used to the rumbling, grumbling, and growling of her mates but she thought Damon had been less whiny on the show.
"Yeah, pretty much." Stefan shrugs. He must admit, he could get used to criticizing Damon with Luna.
"Hmm... alarming." Luna sighs, wondering if she could bear another few hours with the grumpy man-child. He would probably get on well with Kol in that area.
• • •
"What do you mean you can't find her?!" Niklaus growls, punching the nearest wall in frustration.
Rebekah winces at the hole in the wall, knowing that wouldn't be the last one if Luna didn't turn up soon. After searching the entire supermarket, they had requested security images, or demanded. After discovering that Damon had kidnapped her, Elijah had called all the witches he knew. Let's just say that any witch who failed to trace his mate faced certain death.
Kol had raced through Mystic Falls to personally ask each annoying friend of the Salavatores for the location of his mate. None of them proved useful in providing information. It was a good thing that Elijah went with him, otherwise, Mystic Falls would have had a frantic drop in resident figures.
Finn merely paced the living room, stepping over the bodies of dead witches. He didn't say much and grunted or growled something incoherent every now and then. His inner animal was frantic and screaming at him to kill everyone who got in his way of finding his mate. Rebekah however apprehensively advised him it might be better to wait for word of the witches.
Rebekah had her hands full with managing her almost hysterical brothers. She herself did not like that her friend had been kidnapped either, but she could at least still act reasonably. She knew the Salvatores were idiots, but she was also pretty sure they wouldn't kill Luna. They couldn't be that dumb.
• • •
"Okay..but be honest, did you use these in the bedroom? You know...during freaky time?" Luna pesters, dangling the handcuffs on one finger beside Damon's face.
Damon scoffs, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Guess that's a yes. To be honest, I took you for more of a furry handcuff guy, but nothing wrong with the classics." Luna shrugs, patting Damon's shoulder in a comforting manner.
"Wait... how the hell did you get out of your handcuffs?" Damon asks, eyes going wide, he turns around to give Luna an incredulous expression.
"Eyes on the road!" Stefan scolds, grabbing the steering wheel so they wouldn't swerve.
"Let's just say that a previous Tinder hookup went bad... well at least I got to keep them." Luna smiles, gazing out of the window, she hoped she could find out her current location. She knew she couldn't possibly escape two vampires, but she didn't like staying in the dark either.
"You kept them?!" Stefan asks, looking incredibly unimpressed and a little grossed out.
"Don't judge me, free stuff!" Luna defends. "And I'm sure the Mikaelsons wouldn't mind, seeing as they have their own extensive collection of chains and cuffs in their torture chamber."
"I did not need to know that." Damon complains, grimacing at the thought of ever being introduced to that torture chamber.
• • •
The Mikaelson mansion now looked like it was being remodeled. Rebekah was right to think that the hole Niklaus punched in the wall wouldn't be the only hole. In reality, that wall was no longer standing.
Rebekah had watched with concern as the four Mikaelson men went and wrecked their house. Only the paintings were carefully avoided, knowing that if their mate ever returned she would be very upset about damaged masterpieces.
They were now pretty sure the Salvatores had used some sort of cloaking spell, Rebekah only wished they'd reached that conclusion before the fourteen witches were killed.
Besides witches, there are also several human victims in the living room and hall, all hung up or dropped in awkward positions. Even Rebekah thought it looked rather macabre.
• • •
"Stop there." Luna calls, pointing at the sign of a nearby cafe.
"You don't get to make demands... that's not how kidnapping works." Damon grumbles, he was more than annoyed with both Luna and Stefan. Both had done everything in their power to annoy Damon for the last forty minutes.
"Uhh yes, I do. Because If I don't get my coffee I'm going to become a whole lot more annoying than I am right now." Luna warns, narrowing her eyes at Damon through the rearview mirror.
"No. No way." Damons declares, demonstratively pressing down on the gas pedal.
Luna glares at the back of his head, reaching over she pinches his arm, hard.
"Ow, ow ow! Okay-okay stop pinching me! Fine! We can get coffee!" Damon shouts, trying to slap Luna's hand away with his free hand.
Luna beams brightly and lets go of Damon's arm.
"Mean human." Damon mutters, rubbing his arm annoyedly.
"Dumb vampire." Luna retorts.
"Is it on the brake?" Luna asks after Damon parks in front of the diner.
"Yes?" Damon asks, not sure why Luna was doubting his driving skills.
"Good." Luna mutters before bringing her hand up and slamming Damon's face against the steering wheel. "Moron."
Stefan snickers, trying his best not to burst into laughter at Damon's insulted expression.
"What was that for?!" Damon shouts incredulously, looking at Luna with a furious expression.
"You kidnapped me." Luna shrugs.
"Just-just get out." Damon sighs, he was starting to regret kidnapping this rude, aggressive, and weird human girl.
"Yeah, I might need this arm later on, so I'd appreciate it if you didn't tear it off!" Luna snarks as Damon tugs her towards a booth in the corner of the diner.
"What will you have, dearies?" A friendly waitress asks, looking questioningly at the three customers. She frowns slightly as she looks from one grumpy face to the other two exuberant faces.
"I will have... one pot of coffee please and-How is the burger here?"
"It's very nice, if I were you I'd ask for extra bacon." The waitress replies, whispering the last part in a conspiring sort of tone.
Luna nods happily. "Yes please."
The waitress then looks at Damon, eyebrow raised and waiting for his order.
Luna narrows his eyes at the sulking vampire. She gives him a kick under the table, tilting her head in the direction of the waitress. If there was one thing that Luna hated, it was when people were rude to catering staff.
"I will also have the burger." Damon finally mutters. "Please." He adds after receiving another kick from Luna.