Klaus/Elijah + babysitting

Hey sweetie! There's been a while since we last talked...yeah, I can't find something to read either...don't worry it's not really klayley-y, I can't write about another ships/things too, but all the request I receive are about klayley, so I'm basically just writing them...

Rebekah and Hayley went to the spa, a first time to Hayley and probably not the last. Klaus and Elijah happily agreed on taking care of Hope, yet she was as curious and stubborn as Klaus used to be when he was child, Rebekah's words.

"I'm cooking." Elijah said with a smile walking to the kitchen, leaving Klaus and Hope watching TV peacefully, while he was cooking he could hear his niece laughing in the background, and that simple sound was enough to bring a wide smile to his face.

He even could hear Klaus laugh sometimes, even if his brother would never admit it...Elijah knew that the big bad hybrid was enjoying the show as much as his daughter. Elijah focused in cooking, something he wasn't an expert at...he never needed to cook, not when there's was a blood bag near.

Yet, he was surprised to find out it was something he enjoyed, probably as much as Klaus enjoyed painting or Rebekah going to the mall. The only hobby he has ever had, was swordplay, back in 1400 and 1500...the rest of his time he has spent it trying to reunite his family and stopping them to killing each other.

He liked to have something to do apart of worrying about his siblings. His eyes fell to the watch and he noticed that has been more than 10 minutes since he last heard Klaus or Hope laugh, he rushed to the living room with a worried expression, that quickly changed to an amused one when he watched the fate his brother was suffering.

Hope was sitting in the back of the sofa, above Klaus' shoulder with a happy and yet devilish smile in her face, those 10 minutes that they haven't been watching the show, she spent them 'combing' Klaus' hair. And by 'combing' I mean that he turned her dad's hair in a no sense mix of pigtails, fastened with elastic of bright colours.

"Oh Niklaus, if our enemies could see you now." Elijah joked chuckling and Klaus shot him a death glare, "Hope, sweetheart." Klaus called his daughter "I think you're uncle Elijah could use some make-up, you could use Rebekah's." he said, giving a devilish smile to his brother, who wide opened his eyes at Klaus' suggestion.

"I'm afraid I can't, I'm cooking." Elijah excused himself, but his phrase caught Hope's attention "I can help you cook!" she exclaimed happily, getting off the sofa and running to his uncle "I can, right?" she asked with big blue eyes to Elijah, who like the rest of the family, found impossible to tell her 'no'.

"Of course." he said in a soft tone and Hope smile widened, as she took his hand and both walked into the kitchen. Klaus took that moment to get rid of the pigtails and turned off the tv, he decided to follow Hope and Elijah and probably laugh at the mess they'd made.

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When Hayley and Rebekah walked into the Abattoir the first thing that their vampire and hybrid sense catched was of something burning, they exchanged worried stares and walked to the kitchen, scared of what they could find. "What the hell?" Rebekah said, not to anyone in special...Elijah and Hope were covered in what seemed flour, while Klaus was peacefully drinking what seemed coffee, with an amused look in his face.

"Our dear brother here and your niece tried to make pizza, and I re-mark tried." Klaus explained, taking a sip of his drink. "Oh my god!" Hayley explained, watching her daughter covered in white "You took a shower this morning!" Hayley said walking to her daughter "Was uncle Elijah's idea!" she lied but she couldn't hold her laugh and Elijah shot her a questioning glare, even if he was laughing as well.

"You both are cleaning this, I'm done cleaning up your disasters...you know why there isn't marking pen all over the walls? Because I cleaned it up!" Rebekah complained, and she was right, there's been cleaning up Klaus, Elijah and now Hope's disasters since she put a feet in New Orleans, 6 years from now.

Blood in the carpet, marking pen in the walls...and now this... "We'll clean up, we promise." Hope said with an innocent smile, but she was already thinking in how funny uncle Elijah would look after she throw ups a bucket of water with soap all over him. "And you let them?" Hayley said in an acussing tone to Klaus.

"What was I supposed to do?" Klaus said raising his hands up in surrender, and Hayley got closer to him "Guess who's going to keep his hands bussy cleaning this up instead of doing 'other things'" she said with a devilish smile and walked away, Klaus stared at the door in shock while Rebekah couldn't help but laugh at him.