Part III
"Where do you two think you're going?" Klaus demanded of his siblings who were just conveniently leaving as if they had already forgotten the tiny fact that Katherine was five and under their care, ever since the mall incident Klaus had refused to even be in the same room as her.
"We're going to talk to Bonnie," Rebekah yawned. "I changed my mind, I like being the youngest sibling."
Klaus smirked with an I-told-you-so playing on his lips.
"It's been a week," Elijah ran a hand through his dark hair, even he was losing his cool, apparently a miniature Kat had taken quite a toll on him. "If she hasn't figure it out by now, then we need to get our own witches involves."
Klaus nodded and looked at his sister. "And why are you going?"
Rebekah stood closer to Elijah. "I'm there to be intimidating."
"I think Elijah can survive without your support sister. Besides you just want to go to the Grill and stare at the bus boy. Besides I need you here to take care of Katerina."
Rebekah scowled at him. "Klaus, Elijah and I have been looking after her all week and you've been avoiding her like she has the plague. It's your turn to babysit."
A look of panic entered Klaus' face, but he quickly tried to hide it. "Over my dead body."
"I'm afraid it's nonnegotiable, Klaus." Elijah said simply as he and Rebekah slipped out of the door. "She's watching a movie that should keep her preoccupied for at least two hours."
Strangely, Elijah was right and Klaus used that time wisely by searching every inch and corner of the house hoping that Elijah had hidden the cure in his sock drawer, but no such luck. Giving up for now, he went to his studio to work on a couple of paintings, but he received a great shock when he opened the doors and saw that Katherine was sitting on top of his desk, and dozens of his paintings had been ripped through shreds. And the paining that he had been working on, of Caroline-his best work he must add was currently being destroyed by a five year old with a sharpie.
"Hi, Nik." She said adorably as she held the marker in the air. Apparently, she had regain her confidence. "Want to color with me?"
"No, I don't want to color!" Klaus snapped as he pulled her off the desk and fought the urge to spank her or at the very least strangle her. "Who gave you permission to do this? These paintings are even older than you!"
Katherine didn't even flinch which he found it strange since last time she had burst into tears. Wait, was that alcohol on her breath?
He grasped her by the shoulders. "WHAT DID YOU DRINK?"
Katherine lazily pointed to the half empty whisky bottle. She even looked drunk. "Apple juice."
"That is not apple juice." Great, it was just his luck that Katherine got drunk and died of alcohol poisoning on his watch. He showed her, his wrist. "Come on drink, you will not be dying on my watch."
Katherine looked disgusted until, Klaus rummaged a hand through her dark curls and force fed her the blood, ignoring Katherine's cries of disgust.
He took her to his room and plopped her on the bed and turned on the TV and shoved the remote in her hand. "Watch TV." He growled.
"Barney?" she quipped.
"Sure, whatever." He said as he locked the door behind him.
Half an hour later he almost cried with relief when he saw Rebekah and Elijah. Elijah had a tiny flask filled with muddy brown stuff. "Is that it? The damn cure?"
"Yes." Even Elijah sounded relief.
"Good. Force fed it to her, she is in my room."
It didn't take long before Elijah shouted. "NIKLAUS!"
Klaus groaned. "What did she do now?"
"You're in trouble." Rebekah sing song.
"Shut up."
It was easy to see why Elijah was so pissed when they entered the room. He was holding Katherine and shielding her eyes from the screen as she wiggled in his lap. There was nothing unusual in the scene until they heard what was coming from the TV screen.
"Oh, yes baby harder! Harder!"
"Yell, my name baby! I'm going to cu-"
Rebekah shut down the TV before it could get any more awkward. She didn't look angry like Elijah, in fact she looked amused. "A subscription to the Playboy channel, I guess that's one way to de-stress."
"Why were you letting Katerina watch PORN?" Elijah hissed. "You should have seen her, she was on the bed, gaping at the screen and watching that . . . indecent act."
"Oh, please Elijah don't act like a virgin." Rebekah snorted.
"That's not the point, she's five."
Klaus grabbed the cure from Elijah and forced fed it to Katherine who hiccupped. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I can't wait to see Katerina again."
Elijah had decided to take Katerina to the woods until the cure went through her body, he doubted Klaus and Rebekah would be sympathetic to her after she was back in her true form. Surprisingly, Klaus had agreed perhaps because it was more fun chasing and ruining Katherine's life that way. He had to agree that the cure that Bonnie had given them was working in an impressive way.
He had seen Katherine's body maturing from a five year old, to a teenager, and the back to her old self. Her brown eyes flew open and she seemed confused to see Elijah there. He pressed a hand to her cheek. "Katerina."
"Elijah, what?" she sat up quickly, wait why was she feeling a tiny bit drunk? And what the hell had happen? "What happened?"
Elijah suppressed a smile. "Oh, my dear you wouldn't believe it even if I told you."
THE END