Hello, my lovely readers. Looks like it's Christmas in June! On with the show…
Chapter 3: Who's Afraid of the Shrunken Original Hybrid?
Klaus had to admit that he loved his daughter but he hated what had been done to him and their family. If only you could reason with a three-year old. Stalking down the stairs, Klaus wished that he could leave but it seemed there would be no escape from the compound this year. That was until Josh and Aiden went stumbling toward the invisible barrier, that his darling child had created, came down.
Smirking, Klaus stepped outside and then began to walk away and into the courtyard of the compound. This was more like it. He walked five feet forward and then groaned, realizing that his version of five feet and an actual span of five feet, were very different indeed. "Bloody hell," he growled when someone picked him up by the back of his shirt.
"Ah, look at how cute you are?" Josh said and Klaus growled at him as Josh continued to walk backwards.
"Where in the bloody hell are you going?" Klaus demanded. He did not have time to deal with Joshua's incompetence. He needed to be regular size before Caroline saw him and never took him seriously again.
"Oh, my God. Is that Klaus?" Aiden asked, laughing and Klaus growled at him.
Josh handed Klaus to Aiden. "It would probably be safer if you carried him around. If he bites you, no big deal, he bites me, a sad Christmas tale I become."
"It's okay, I would make him feed you his blood," Aiden informed his boyfriend with a sweet smile that made Klaus begin to plot where exactly he would bury them, alive, this holiday season.
"And how, pray tell, do you think you would do that? Poke me with the world's tiniest needle? Rip off one of my legs?" Klaus sneered up at Aiden. "You do not have the nerve. Once I am my old self, I will show you how to treat me."
"I wouldn't be making idle threats, Klaus," Josh warned. "Or maybe we'll feed you to a hungry cat," he added.
Klaus glowered up at the baby vampire before looking at the street. "You understand that every minute that you waste is a minute that my daughter might be decapitating your precious friends: like young Davina or Marcellus. Even poor Camille. You see my little girl can have quite the temper when she is not pleased. Alas, she takes after me." Smirking, Klaus watched the two boys gulp.
Inside the compound:
"I want my daddy?" Hope wailed, flopping on her rear end and kicking. "I. Want. My. DADDY!"
"We know, baby, and if you calm down, we'll try to find him," Hayley called to her daughter who continued to shed tears like a waterfall.
"Dear," Kol called to Hope. "My little hopeful, happy, lovely one. Lovely, precious, sweetest sight. My little Hope," he sang the silly lullaby that he'd sung to her when she was two. "Come to uncle Kol. Come on, love," he called.
Hope sniffled and crawled over to the doll house. Reaching inside, she pulled him out. "Pick me up!" she demanded of him.
"I would, darling, but I can't in this condition," Kol told her and Hope started to cry again, her tears falling down her cheeks and then dropping onto Kol's head.
Everyone in the house feared that Kol might drown in the flood of the little girl's tears or be crushed in her small fist until he fell on the floor. "Okay, you can let go of my foot," he said quietly when Hope looked up at him. "Ah, come on, now, love." Scooping up Hope, he began to rock her in his arms. "There, there, my precious one."
"Uncle Kol!" Hope sobbed, clinging to his shirt.
Those who were still stuck as dolls began to get ideas about how to break the spell. "Hope, can you cry on mommy?" Hayley called and Hope stuck her thumb in her mouth before shedding tears on her mother's head. Seconds later, nothing happened. "No! This can't be happening!" Hayley yelled, kicking a hard, plastic couch and then yelping in pain.
"Guess we know who she likes better now," Kol commented with a grin as he stroked his niece's back.
In spite of being ten inches tall, Hayley balled her fists, sped out of the house and moved toward Kol with a look of fury. Elijah sped after Hayley, grabbing her by the wrist, whirling her around to face him. "Hayley, now is not the time to pick a fight that you cannot possibly win."
Hayley growled and wrenched away, moving back into the house. She went back to the room for the women and slammed the door in Elijah's face who stood a moment, rubbing his nose. "My daughter hates me," she told the other women.
"I don't hate you, mommy," Hope cried. "Put me down, Uncle Kol!"
Kol sat the child down with a wry look before picking his girlfriend up. "Ah, Davina. What shall we do with you, my very little witch?"
Davina rolled her eyes. "Try finding a cure!" she yelled at her boyfriend. "And put me down, you… you… giant!"
"Looks like there are problems in paradise," Marcel said with a grin when Kol reached inside the house and plucked him up.
"Ah, look at the mighty Marcellus. Think of what fun it would be to display you to your enemies. Let's go for a little walk about town, shall we?" Kol grinned at Marcel. Marcel glowered back at the Original.
"Kol, if you hurt him, I will never forgive you!" Rebekah shouted, with her hands on her hips.
Davina shouted at her boyfriend. "Kol, if you hurt him, so help me, I will curse you to see clowns wherever you go!"
"That's a good one," Finn added. "Kol is terrified of clowns."
"Correction, I was terrified of you in a clown costume, and I was bloody well pissed last Halloween, so my screaming like Rebekah doesn't count!" Kol yelled at his older brother.
Somewhere in the French Quarter:
In the city, Klaus stood, simmering, under a table, in a shop in The Caldron. Josh attempted to argue a witch into reducing the price of an herb that supposedly remedied most consequences from accidental spells. If he were his regular size, he would have ripped her throat out and taken what he needed by now. "Bloody incompetent," Klaus muttered to himself.
Aiden peered down at Klaus with a frown, who glared back up at him. "Shush," Aiden pressed a finger to his lips and Klaus' glare turned to a look of smoldering rage. Did the boy truly think him incapable of causing them trouble? They would learn that Klaus was resourceful. Walking across the room, he climbed on the witch's shoe and then straight up her long skirt before finding a nice place on her calf. Sinking his teeth in, he made her scream in pain.
"Agh! Something just bit me!" the witch yelled. Klaus slipped back down and walked back to Aiden. Aiden looked down at Klaus who licked his bloody lips.
The witch shook her head, when Josh said, "You know, it's cool. We'll go somewhere they don't overcharge." Exiting the shop, Josh removed a bottle from his pocket. "Look what I got while Klaus was biting her?"
Klaus smirked when Aiden picked him up. "Never count me out of the game. Now, give me that," he waved for the bottle when Josh held it away from him.
"You don't know if it works," Aiden pointed out to Klaus who growled.
"I will try almost anything to get out of this, including dancing upside down and backwards while wearing a tutu. This is not how my life can be spent. I will not allow i!," Klaus yelled at them.
"Just give him the potion. He'll just get pissed off and bite Josh if you don't give him what he wants," Caroline cried, appearing beside Josh. She peered at Klaus. "Oh, you are so cute. Hi, little Klausy"!
"Don't look at me!" Klaus shouted at Caroline, turning his back on her and holding his head in his hands in shame.
"Klaus? It's okay," Caroline cried, picking him up and placing him in her own hand, stroking his back. "I promise I will never tell Damon about this," she promised, making Klaus groan.
"Oh, that would be hilarious!" Josh said. "Let me take a picture!"
"No!" Caroline shielded Klaus, folding her hands over him and holding him close to her chest which made Klaus grin.
"When did you forget what fun is?" Josh complained.
"When my boyfriend got turned into a tiny version of himself." Caroline snapped. "Klaus, get out of my bra!"
"I like it in here. It's nice and soft and warm," Klaus replied, nuzzling into her cleavage while Caroline rolled her eyes and Josh snapped a pic.
"This is going to everyone I know as their Christmas card," Josh told them.
"I will kill them all!" Klaus threatened but he didn't look all that scary from inside a woman's bra.
"Sure. If you ever get cured. So, you want to dump that stuff on his head and see if he grows a fuzzy tail, floppy ears and a little pink nose?" Josh inquired while Klaus plotted his revenge on the boy and his boyfriend.
"Why not," Caroline shrugged, moving to open the bottle when the witch came out of her shop.
"Thief!" the witch yelled at Josh, beginning to chant.
"We need to go!" Josh yelled and they all sped away and down the street. Klaus held on tightly to the bra and hoped that he didn't fall, to be trampled under their feet. No, he would not die but this was already the worst Christmas he had ever had and he hated the holiday in the first place.
When they ran into the compound grounds, they heard yelling from upstairs and decided it might be safer to stay downstairs. Uncapping the bottle, Caroline sprinkled some of the contents on Klaus, who closed his eyes and waited. "Is there some kind of chant that goes with it?" Caroline asked when nothing happened.
Klaus looked miserable when he felt nothing changing. "Fools!" he yelled at Josh and Aiden. "I should have never trusted the two of you to get this taken care of. When I am restored, I shall have your heads mounted above the entrance of this compound to warn my enemies of how stupidity will be treated!"
"Klaus, they were trying to help you!" Caroline yelled at him, pulling him out of her bra and glowering at him.
Klaus growled. "How would you like to look like this? To be powerless? What if we were attacked? I am the most powerful member of this family and I am useless. A toy for my child, Caroline!" The bitterness in his voice was not lost on the three younger, supernatural creatures.
"You're right, it's not funny," Aiden remarked and Josh looked back at him. "Come on, Josh, how would you feel if this happened to you? You've felt powerless before, it's not a good feeling."
"No, it isn't," Josh nodded. "Well, I guess we'll have to keep looking. Let's go back to Davina's and see if we can find anything. Or maybe Cami's."
Klaus groaned when the two boys left. "I do not think that Camille's dark objects will help me, do you?" he asked Caroline who shook her head.
"Not likely," Caroline replied.
"Take me to my daughter, love. I need a rest," Klaus ordered with a resigned look. Caroline walked into the home and up the stairs, moving past empty rooms until she found Hope, sitting with her mother in her lap.
"I love you, mommy," Hope said sweetly, brushing Hayley's hair. The mother of the little girl did not protest as her child moved the plastic brush through her long locks.
"Hope!" Klaus called from the doorway. He stood on Caroline's palm, watching his daughter whose eyes lit up.
"Daddy!" Hope cried, jumping to her feet and sending her mother flying. Thankfully, Hayley tucked herself into a ball and rolled across the floor.
"Hope, you have to be careful with them. They can't be killed but it still hurts when you toss them like your other toys," Caroline warned, watching Hayley uncurl her limbs while Elijah stood at the edge of the table with a look of worry.
"Sorry, mommy," Hope called to her mother before grabbing her father from Caroline's palm and squeezing till he couldn't breathe.
"Hope, you're crushing daddy," Caroline told the child who loosened her grip. "Hey, how are the rest of you holding up?" she asked the others who began to complain when Kol returned with tea and cookies.
"I'm not sure they can eat these. They're a bit too big for this lot. Maybe if we break off some crumbs," Kol was saying when he noticed Caroline. "Why aren't you small like them?" he demanded. "I had to do it, so should you."
"I don't think so, Kol. And how are you big while they're still like that?"
Caroline's brows furrowed.
"I don't know. Something about my being Hope's favorite," Kol surmised with a grin.
"You are not!" Klaus yelled. "You bloody git!"
"Language," Kol scolded his older brother. "Not for wee ears."
"Shut your hole, Kol!" Hayley shouted at him.
"Maybe I should reconsider the hybrid stew," Kol retorted.
"You…" Elijah hissed at Kol.
"Stop it"! Hope yelled at them, stomping her foot. "This is my Christmas and you're going to be nice."
Caroline began to edge toward the door, seeing nothing good coming from this. "I'm going to go check on Aiden and Josh."
"No!" Hope slammed the door closed with a flick of her wrist. "You're going to have tea with my family and," Hope's eyes narrowed. "you're too big for daddy to dance with," she said, shaking her head and her cheeks reddened. "Daddy has to be happy or he'll leave me, again."
"Hope," Klaus protested when Caroline shrunk to his new size. "Oh, no!"
Hope picked up her new toy. "See, now, you match and you'll never want to leave," she told them with a smile. "Only Uncle Kol is allowed to be big because he wants to stay with me."
"What, baby, we want to stay with you," Hayley cried to her daughter who shook her head.
"All of you always leave me alone. Now you have to stay in my house and eat my food and dress in my clothes and you do what I say," Hope told them.
"Hope, that's not fair," Cami tried to reason with the child. "We don't leave because we want to, we do because we're trying to keep you safe."
"I am safe. And, now, so are all of you," Hope told them, setting them in the house. "See, I spelled it so you can't go anywhere and no one can go and hurt you. You'll be okay."
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