AN: Hi, guys. Wanted to post this yesterday but my homepage was unavailable. I also noticed I hit 50 followers. Thank you soo much. :))
Anyway here is the next update.
I do not own TVD. JP does. The new characters and the plot to this story are mine.
P.S.: at the bottom you will find an important link ;)
"Who are you?" Davina asked the newcomer.
"You are so young and inexperienced."
The new presence in the room said, ignoring her question.
"Who are you?" The witch asked again. She did not miss the power this person held, which made her a bit uneasy. There was no doubt in her mind that this person wheeled more power than she and could easily defeat her if they wished.
"Who I am has no importance to my visit."
The stranger spoke.
"What I'm about to tell you will determine your fate."
They carefully told her to make sure she was listening.
"In a few months a great evil will arise. The only people to defeat them are currently at war with Marcel. Your mere presence in this fight is changing the outcome of the crucial fight between evil and good. The problem is some people including me won't allow this to happen. The hybrid must take the city back and claim it as his while Marcel succumbs or falls to his doom. YOU," the stranger pointed a finger at her "need to make a decision. Either be at his side and die or live your life as a normal teenager far away from the vampire drama. I will give you until new years eve to make up your mind by then I hope you will choose the right path."
With that they left, leaving a confused Davina in their wake.
In the last two days the Mikaelson's manor was turned upside down by the two blonds. The house was surrounded by Christmas lights. Poinsettias and other Christmas decorations garnished every room. A big Christmas tree was set in the living room, heavily decorated but still looking classy. Five Christmas socks hung around the fireplace, each with the name of the owner.
The kitchen smelled of freshly baked goods, which were hard to make when the two brothers took every opportunity to sneak one into their mouths. It seemed the Christmas spirit got to the originals and was transforming them.
Although the constant demands from their sister and Caroline, brought them headaches worse than those that they had to endure from witches. Everything they did was redeemed imperfect and had to be fixed immediately. Like the time they hung the lights around the house or the time they had them move the tree from one place to another for three hours only at the end place it where it stood at first.
That is why the next time the girls needed help, they made an effort to hide from them until Caroline started fuming and angrily yelled to Klaus, who was somewhere in the house hiding, that he better make his presence known and force his brother to help or she is leaving New Orleans this time for good and he will never find her no matter how much he tries. Of course After hearing her threat, Klaus showed up in a matter of seconds, dragging a reluctant Elijah behind him. Fortunately for them by the time evening came around Amethyst returned and helped the girls set up everything with her magic.
Once Christmas night came around, the girls had everything planned out except what to make for dinner. They came to an agreement on everything except for what to make for dessert. Caroline was moving towards Christmas pudding while Rebekah wanted a pumpkin pie. This is how Klaus found them the morning before Christmas, yelling at each other in the kitchen.
"Why can't you too make both dishes?"
He suggested. A big smile broke out on their faces as they squealed in delight and proceeded to prepare their meal. Honestly, the girls didn't even consider the possibility.
Leaving them be he retreated to his studio.
"Now I understand why you dagger us."
Elijah said as he came into the room.
"They are insufferable."
Klaus chuckled. To this day he was never supportive of the daggers. He understood Klaus fears and knew he did it to protect them but most of the time they were uncalled for. None of them deserved it. Except for Kol. More times than not he caused trouble. Remembering his deceased brother brought a sad smile on his lips.
"Is this the kind of effect we have on you?"
Elijah asked curiously. Sure he knew his siblings can be intolerable but they never got on his nerves as much as Rebekah and Caroline did this last two days. He had much more self-control and there might be also the fact they never spend as much time as they did with Niklaus, who has a short temper fueled by his werewolf side.
"Pretty much." Klaus confirmed what Elijah already knew.
"How did you manage not to kill us?"
His brother shrugged.
"There was the fact I had no white oak stakes and whit time you get used to the constant nagging. Kol was the worst at annoying me. No matter how much I threatened, he did not cease. Not to mention he got more persistent. He loved to annoy me." Klaus finished with a sad smile.
"He lived to annoy people." Elijah smiled, remembering all the times Kol tried to annoy him and failed, which made his little brother pout and leave the place fuming at his failure.
"Is there any white oak ash left for a dagger?"
Klaus lifted an eyebrow at his brother's question.
"Why would you need a dagger for, Elijah?"
The brother in question mischievously looked at him.
"To dagger our beloved sister, of course. At least that way we would be rid of one annoying blonde."
Klaus smiled at that.
"I heard that!"
Rebekah yelled from downstairs.
"You better sleep today with one eye open, Elijah."
Klaus informed his sibling as he returned to his painting.
Elijah nodded and went off to do who-knew what.
At evening the occupants of the manor gathered around the dinning table to have their Christmas dinner.
There was a moment where Elijah considered the possibility his food was poisoned by his sister but after the first bite his worries flew away. The food tasted great. Of course, a dinner with the Mikaelson's could never go without a few quarrels between the three siblings. It was a fun sight to see how Caroline scolds Klaus for his behavior, which would lead to a banter between them.
After they exchanged gifts Klaus and Caroline found themselves in the studio. They were sitting on the couch talking.
"I wanted to give you your gift in private."
Klaus said as he stood up. A moment later he came back with a canvas in his hand.
"Marry Christmas, Caroline."
He said as he gave his gift to Caroline, who gasped upon seeing the painting. It was of her at the Falls. She remembered that day.
"I thought I was alone."
That day she went to the Falls to just forget everything bad happening around her. Her legs were in the water and her body on the grass. She was looking at the sky, trying to figure out what kind of shapes the clouds presented.
"I went on a walk to get away from my sibling when I stumbled upon your presence. You were too deep in thought to notice me." Klaus admitted.
"How long did you stay there?"
Caroline asked, remembering she took a dip in the lake. Klaus must of read her mind as he reassured her that he was long gone before he could have a glance at her.
"Thank you. The painting is stunning."
She thanked him with a kiss on his cheek.
"You know it was a hard thing to find a gift for you. What to give a thousand year old hybrid that has everything?"
Caroline said as she went to retrieve her gift for him.
"Then I thought of your love for art and the sketchbook I ruined."
Klaus unwrapped the gift and saw a sketchbook. It was made of card-stock bound with three binder rings and the covers were from an old black book found in a thrift shop, which had vintage lace glued on the front and the back. Inside covers were also decorated. A tree painted with black ink graced most of the inside cover. The sketch reminded him of the one he saw in the book The Artist and The Garden by Roy Strong. On the first inside cover was a black and white photo of him, where he was looking into the distance showing his right profile. On the second was a squared papyrus with a white strip with the word companionship. It had a small opening which contained a photo of them together. They took it in a photo booth at Caroline's insistence when they went to the mall for Christmas shopping. On the back of it the words K&C were written in Victorian handwriting.
"Thank you, Caroline. It's beautiful."
He smiled showing his dimples.
"Marry Christmas, Klaus."
She smiled.
Putting his new sketchbook on the coffee table he asked: "Now, love, what do you wish to do?" as he took her hands in his.
"How about we just sit here and talk some more?"
She suggested.
"I liked that. How about I go make us some hot chocolate while you make yourself comfortable?"
Caroline nodded in agreement.
The rest of the night was spent talking as they drank their cup of hot chocolate in front of the fireplace.
At some point they ended up snuggling on the couch and when Caroline fell asleep in his arms he admired her peaceful face until sleep claimed him too.
AN: hope you liked it. Review if you wished.
The sketchbook looks like this: i. Share. pho. to/1c84c2e4_c. JPEG