A/N: Abridged summaries:
1. Klaus is stuck in a claw machine. Caroline is not amused.
2 Vignettes from Klaroline, Kennett, Elijah, and Rebekah's trip around the world. Fluff. Smut.
Enjoy!
-Angie
Prompt: "How the hell did you get inside that claw machine and why and also do you need assistance?" AU
Caroline was slightly surprised when there were no police cars or ambulances in front of the theatre, since Klaus had claimed an emergency in his text, but walked in anyway, heading straight to the arcade. Her jaw dropped as she took in the most bizarre sight she'd ever encountered.
Klaus was boxed into the claw machine in the corner, his cheek pressed against the glass and his body twisted into an unnatural shape, clutching a small pink stuffed rabbit.
This was the mysterious emergency?
"What are you doing?"
"Synchronized swimming," he bit out sarcastically, his voice slightly muffled against the glass.
"Very funny. No, seriously, how did you get inside a claw machine? Actually, you know what? Never mind. I don't want to know. Do you need some help getting out?"
"No, I could live here for the rest of my life and be perfectly fine."
"Hey, don't be sarcastic, I'm just trying to help."
"Well then don't ask questions like that. When someone texts you with I need help, come to the arcade at the movie theatre it stands to reason that the explanation for them texting you was because they needed help."
"Point taken. Here, um, let me go grab the security guard–"
"No, don't!"
"Why?"
"Because the reason I'm in here was because Enzo bet me that I couldn't get a stuffed rabbit out of the machine without paying for it."
He seemed completely unapologetic about the situation that he'd got himself into (honestly, why does anyone ever listen to anything Enzo says?), and she resisted the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose as she attempted to find a step stool to use to help him out of the machine, trying not to snap at him (and failing).
"That might be the dumbest thing I've ever heard in my entire life."
"He came up with it."
"Yeah, but you did it. Ugh. Men…"
"I take offense to that."
"I can't imagine why. Here, let me see if I can find a stepstool or something."
"How would a stepstool help?"
"I don't know, I'm just throwing out ideas. Why? Do you have any brilliant suggestions? I doubt it, because if you're stupid enough to get stuck in a claw machine, that's an indicator of how well your ideas work out."
"No need to be rude."
"Are you serious right now? You texted me in the middle of class with Emergency at the movie theatre arcade because you got stuck inside a claw machine because you were astronomically stupid and made a bet with Enzo, and you're telling me that I'm the one being rude?"
"Sorry."
She finally located a small reasonably sturdy-looking box, and pinned him with a glare when he objected. "That doesn't look very stable. Are you sure it won't break?"
"No, I'm not sure, but unless you want to call security, this is about as good as it'll get. There we go. Okay, try to get your arm up."
She grabbed his arm a bit harder than was strictly necessary, and he grunted in pain.
"Sorry. Okay, there. Now stand up."
"Hold on a moment, I need to grab the rabbit."
"You have got to be fucking joking."
"Not at all. Okay. Got it."
"Great, toss it over and I'll hold it for you. Okay, um, just like, try to hoist yourself up, I guess, and I'll spot you."
"I don't want to crush you."
"Think of it like a trust exercise," she said, backing up slightly and letting out a small cry of surprise when he fell half on top of her. "Motherfucker."
"I did warn you."
"Please tell me that you get something really good for winning that bet."
"Not really."
She was going to kill Enzo. Slowly and painfully.
Prompt for a set of vignettes inspired by a manip of Klaroline, Kennett, Rebekah, and Elijah pics on social media originally posted by octaviablaik on tumblr.
Since the first few times they'd gone out involved the deaths of two handsy French boys and ear pain after Kol's active participation in not one but three karaoke nights, Caroline, Bonnie, and Rebekah were understandably weary of allowing Kol, Klaus, and Elijah anywhere near a bar as a group again. However, Klaus had pointed out that they weren't incapable of behaving, and that if the girls really wanted them to, he was sure they'd be able to.
So, here they were at some tapas place in Los Angeles that Klaus liked, and no one had died.
Yet.
"Elijah, Klaus, smile," Caroline encouraged, lining up her phone to get both of them in the photo.
Klaus tried to dodge the arm that Elijah moved to put over his shoulder, but stilled at Caroline's glare, scowling at her.
"Smile."
Both of them put small smiles on their faces (though Klaus's was more of a smirk, and Elijah's looked somewhat pained), and Caroline snapped a few pictures, choosing the best one and instagramming it.
"Why do you insist on chronicling our travels on those websites, love? You know that they won't last forever. The pictures will disappear soon enough."
"But when we get home we can print them out and I can scrapbook them," Caroline said patiently, stifling the small smile at the smug smirk Klaus seemed to always have for a moment after she called their house 'home'.
It had been almost three years, and he was still doing it (and when she mentioned it to him, he told her to expect it for eternity, making Rebekah gag exaggeratedly next to them).
"Are you guys all done here?" the waitress asked, fingering her notebook in her apron pocket.
"Yes."
"Great. Thank you for coming," she said, a large fake smile on her face as she set the check down.
Elijah, Klaus, and Bonnie all went for their wallets at the same moment while Kol, Rebekah, and Caroline gave each other amused looks.
"You paid for brunch this morning, Klaus," Bonnie said, rifling through her wallet for her credit card.
"A lady never pays," Klaus and Elijah said at the same moment, and Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"Outdated and sexist."
"But you get free food, darling," Kol pointed out.
"Still outdated. Still sexist."
"I suppose so, but I like to think myself a gentleman," Elijah began, and Bonnie rolled her eyes, pulling out the card to her joint account with Kol, which she pressed into his hand.
"Put it on the tray," she ordered, before turning to Elijah and Klaus. "There, now I'm not paying."
Kol looked between his girlfriend and his brothers, clearly wondering who it would be worse to piss off, and seemed to decide on Bonnie, because he reached for the tray slowly, dropping the card on it, which Klaus snatched out of the air, dropping it on the counter, and glared at Elijah, who had been about to place his card down.
"You heard Bonnie. You paid for brunch this morning, Niklaus. Allow me."
"Caroline and I ordered the majority of the food. I'll pay."
Rebekah and Caroline exchanged an exasperated look.
"Men," Rebekah muttered, and Caroline nodded her agreement, rubbing her temples.
Bonnie just rolled her eyes, shooting Kol a 'be quiet' look and waving her hand to pull the tray towards them silently, making her credit card float on top of it as Klaus and Elijah argued.
Caroline signaled the waitress over, and she took the tray, coming back a moment later with the receipt and pen, setting it in front of Bonnie, who signed, sliding the credit card into her wallet and grabbing her purse. "All right, ready to go?"
Klaus and Elijah's heads rather comically snapped over to look at them in tandem. "Excuse me?" Elijah asked.
"Are you ready to go?" Caroline repeated slowly, fighting the smile off of her face.
"Kol paid," Rebekah added helpfully, ignoring Kol's death glare in her direction.
"Kol—"
"Klaus, no murder in the restaurant," Caroline said firmly, wedging her hand around his arm and tugging him to the door and quelling his 'I'm about to argue' face with a well-placed glare.
XXX
"But it's so cute," Caroline said cajolingly, reaching out to pat the turtle, which gave her a sort-of long suffering look before laying its head back down in the sand.
"We're not taking it home, Caroline."
"Why?"
Klaus sighed. "Because this is her natural habitat. I have been around long enough to know what a terrible idea it is to take a pet out of its natural ecosystem."
Caroline blinked before narrowing her eyes. "You seriously can't like, build a terrarium or whatever for it?"
"It would be cruel to keep her in New Orleans, sweetheart. She belongs here."
When Caroline realized that he wasn't going to budge, she shoved her phone at him. "Fine. At least take a picture."
He nodded and backed up a bit as she arranged herself next to the turtle. "Smile, love."
She did so, and heard the phone snap a picture. "Can I see it?"
He rolled his eyes but obligingly bent down to show her the picture. "My face is in shadow. Take another one."
He took three more pictures before he'd show her again, and she declared one of them fit for instagram. "Are you sure we can't take it?" She asked, typing something into her phone as she posted the picture.
"Yes, Caroline…" he said, pausing as his phone chimed and frowning at the caption she'd given the picture. "It was not heavy. I just said we couldn't have it."
She shrugged. "Same thing."
He raised an eyebrow and she had about a three second warning to run before he was speeding after her down the beach, catching her easily and tackling her into the sand, making her giggle, and pulling her into a slightly uncomfortable sandy kiss. She moaned into his mouth, and he gripped her ass through her swim shorts. "We should go back to the hotel," she gasped out as he ran his tongue and teeth down her neck.
He hummed in agreement, and picked her up, speeding them to their hotel room and setting her down gently before starting the shower.
They stripped out of their swimwear and Klaus carefully worked shampoo into Caroline's hair, washing the sand out, and she did the same for him. He grabbed her body wash and squirted some in his hand, kneading it over her skin until it foamed while nibbling her earlobe.
"You are so beautiful," he said, cupping her breasts from behind her, his cock hardening against the curve of her ass. She moaned as he tweaked her nipples, the soap running down her wet skin, and he kissed her neck as he rinsed them both off before his hand found its way between her legs.
He rubbed her clit in rhythm with his lips and teeth against her shoulder, his other hand stroking her folds. She moaned, laying her head back against his chest as he pressed two fingers into her core, moving them in and out slowly, enjoying the quiet gasps she made as he pleasured her.
"Klaus…" she gasped, rolling her hips against his fingers. "That feels really good."
She felt him smile against her neck and he pulled back. "No, why'd you stop?"
Instead of answering, he shut off the water and pulled her to the bed, water droplets still dripping off of her. He positioned himself over her, kissing and licking the beads of water away from her skin. He gently tugged at one of her nipples with his teeth, and she moaned, arching her back and tangling her fingers in his hair, pressing him against her.
His lips, teeth, and tongue trailed down her body to her hips, and he nudged her thighs apart, dropping soft open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin leading up to her pussy before running his tongue along her slit.
She moaned and spread her legs a bit more, and he pushed two fingers into her core, pumping them in and out as he swirled his tongue around her clit. He pulled his mouth away, still fingerfucking her.
"Touch your nipples. I want to see," he said quietly before returning to eagerly lapping at her pussy. She moaned as he pulled his fingers away from her heat to grip her hips, his tongue rubbing sinfully along her opening, flicking against her in long, languid strokes.
"Klaus," she moaned as she cupped her breasts, rubbing her pussy against his lips while she pinched her nipples.
He held her hips down firmly to keep her from riding his face, but sped up the movements of his tongue, moaning at her taste, and her breath came out in sharp pants.
She came hard around his tongue, her pussy rubbing against his lips as he gave up on trying to restrict the movements of her hips, instead cupping her ass to bring her closer as he lapped up her juices.
Her breaths were ragged and short, and she looked at him through dark eyes, pulling a lip between her teeth. He moved up to kiss her, pushing his tongue into her mouth so that she could taste herself, and she moaned into his mouth locking her knees around his waist and flipping them over so that she was on top. She ran her hands down his chest, scratching lightly at his nipples, and pulled her lips away from his to suck and lick at his neck, leaving bright red marks along his skin, which faded slowly back to blend seamlessly with his pale skin.
Nipping and licking down his collarbone, chest, and abdomen, she scraped her teeth across his upper thigh, making his hips jerk, and he groaned, pressing his head back into the pillow.
"My turn."
"Fuck, Caroline…"
XXX
"Kol, you can't wear that to a nice dinner," Bonnie said, her heels clicking on the wooden floor of the mansion while she dragged him back to their room. "I'm not going out with you in public if you're in that."
"What's wrong with it, darling? This is in fashion, is it not?"
"Yeah, for seventeen year old boys whose heads can't fit through doorways," Bonnie said irritably, bending over to grab a button-up shirt of their dresser and handing it to him.
"In case you've forgotten, I am eternally seventeen. Therefore it is completely appropriate to wear this."
Bonnie huffed in exasperation and grabbed Kol's hand, dragging him to Klaus and Caroline's room with more strength than anyone would have expected for a 5'2" girl who probably weighed about a hundred pounds soaking wet.
"Care!"
"What, Bon?" Caroline asked, poking her head out of the bedroom.
"Is this appropriate for tonight?"
"No, Kol, you can't go out in that."
"Why not?"
"Because you look like a tool," Rebekah said as she walked out of her own bedroom. "That's the correct use of the slang?" she asked, turning to Caroline and Bonnie, who both nodded.
"Just take off your douchey baseball cap and the necklace and put on a button up shirt and you're good to go," Caroline said, pulling her hair back as she spoke, a bobby pin held between her teeth.
"No. I like this," Kol said stubbornly, making all three girls sigh in exasperation.
"Fine. We'll compromise. Put some actual pants on please."
"What's wrong with these?"
"Those are basketball shorts. If you insist on wearing that baseball cap and douche necklace, then I want jeans. And actual shoes."
Kol looked like he was going to argue, but seemed to realize how dangerously close to an aneurysm he was, because he nodded and returned to their room to change.
An hour later, they were getting out of the car Elijah had rented and walking down the street to the restaurant, Kol looking completely out of place in his casual clothing.
To be fair, Klaus was in his usual henley, jeans, and boots, but Caroline had made sure it was one of his good henleys, and that he picked a pair of boots that weren't too worn-out.
They paused for a moment near a tall metal wall, and Caroline waved Bonnie and Kol to it, talking about how absolutely perfect the lighting was.
"No, I'm not taking a picture with him right now. We look weird, and I'm in low heels. He'll have to bend down to be in the same frame."
Caroline huffed as she readied her camera app. "You look fine."
"No, Care...Don't."
Caroline pouted. "At least let me snapchat it and send it to Elena?"
Bonnie sighed and nodded, pulling Kol over and standing on her tiptoes while he bent down, his arm around her."
"Klaus, get out of the picture," Caroline said frustratedly, as Klaus edged towards Bonnie and Kol so that half of his body was blocking Caroline's shot. "Honestly, I'm pretty sure he does this just because he knows it makes me mad."
"Just take it anyway. It's not like Elena doesn't know that he's here," Bonnie said exasperatedly, clearly tired of standing on her toes while Kol bent down so that they wouldn't look ridiculously improportionate.
Caroline obligingly snapped the photo, captioning it and hitting the send button on their snapchat.
Elena sent back a photo about two minutes later featuring her with Damon's arm around her, while Stefan lounged half-out of the frame, all three of them making silly faces at the camera, which Stefan was clearly holding out. It wasn't captioned, but Caroline turned to show it to Bonnie anyway, who gave her a huge smile.
"If Damon weren't in it, it'd be cute."
"Preach," Caroline agreed, stuffing her phone in her purse. "All right, c'mon. I'm hungry."
"Vampires don't get hung–"
"I'm hungry," Bonnie cut over Klaus's words, walking a bit more quickly.
XXX
Caroline laid her head on Klaus's shoulder as she sent the snap of her he'd just taken to Bonnie and he slung his arm around her, both of them barefoot at the end of the dock with their toes in the clear water. "This is nice," she said quietly, closing her eyes and listening to the gulls and the waves.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."
She smiled. "It's hard not to when I have such a great tour guide."
He chuckled, squeezing her shoulder lightly. "I'm glad I've been able to show you."
"Me too."
They were both quiet for a moment before Caroline spoke again. "Do you think we could come back someday?"
"Of course, if you'd like. Why here?"
She took a deep breath. "Because it's special."
"Anywhere we go together is special," he said, and she could tell that he was confused.
"I love you," she said quietly, kissing him lightly on the cheek before returning her head to the crook of his neck.
"I love you too," he said slowly, clearly wondering what the actual fuck was going on.
She smiled and turned to him, taking his hand, playing with his fingers. "Marry me?"
"I—what?"
"Marry me, Klaus?"
It was clear that of all the things he'd expected to come out of her mouth, a proposal was not one of them, and he gaped in a way that reminded her of a fish for a few seconds before nodding.
She smiled.
XXX
"How are these?" Caroline asked, gesturing to a podium where a glass case of rings sat. "I like the one on the top left."
Klaus looked over her shoulder. "Those are nice," he allowed.
He wasn't fond of the idea of having gemstones on his wedding band, but they were small enough that they wouldn't look too feminine, and if it made Caroline happy, that was good enough for him. "Do you want these?"
"Yeah, I thin-No."
"No?" he asked, confused.
He realized what the problem was when he saw that her eyes were fixed on the price mark. "Think of them as an investment piece," he said dryly, referring to the people she liked on those absurd fashion programs that seemed to only involve throwing out people's closets and buying new ones. "You're going to be wearing it for quite awhile."
She bit her lip and nodded. "Okay."
He gave her a dimpled smile and gave the jeweler at the front the order, who told them it would be there in a week for a rush order.
They returned to the hotel and headed to the pool to meet the rest of the group, and Caroline ordered Klaus to take pictures of them, and he got out his phone, shaking his head in amusement.
"My hair is wet. It looks bad," Rebekah complained, hiding rather unsuccessfully behind Caroline, who grinned and ducked, enabling Klaus to snap a picture.
"Here, just get together and smile," Klaus said, shooting Caroline a grin.
After they took a few pictures, Caroline got out of the pool to take her phone, taking a few of Bonnie and Kol and then some of the Mikaelson siblings (sans Elijah, who was off on a "personal errand" which was code for "I'm with Katherine, don't-ask-don't-tell"). She then tried to take one of Rebekah and Bonnie, but Klaus and Kol kept getting in the way, making faces.
She tried to move around them as she took pictures but finally gave up, screeching loudly in surprise when Klaus took her phone away and set it on one of the tables before picking her up and throwing her in the pool, diving in after her.
"Oh my god, Klaus, seriously?"
XXX
"C'mon, darling, it'll be fun."
"No, Kol. I don't have a death wish."
"I doubt Nik will do anything. He can just buy new ones."
"I wasn't talking about your brother," Bonnie hissed, jerking her head at Caroline, who shot them a suspicious look before turning back to her conversation with Klaus.
"I just want to get a good picture, and you know that it'll be golden. Please, Bon?"
Bonnie glared at him, but side-eyed the small package that had just come, which contained Klaus and Caroline's wedding rings. "Fine. But you owe me."
He just smirked, pulling out his phone and finding the camera app. "Ready?" she asked, and he nodded.
She grabbed the package, and when Caroline and Klaus looked over at her, she threw it off the edge of the river.
Caroline let out a strangled scream, and ran to jump off the riverbank, pulling Klaus along with her.
Bonnie heard the tell-tale snap of the camera app and turned to Kol. "I hope you've picked out your casket."
"Nonsense, darling. I have one on permanent reserve."
A/N: Thanks for reading! Please tell me your thoughts :)
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-Angie