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The entire drive to Comicon was like riding with a three year old. Incessant questions, followed by temper tantrums when it didn't go the way Kol wanted. At one point, they stopped for a "potty" break and Elijah and Klaus debated strongly on whether they should leave him behind. Elijah reminded Klaus that Kol will soon be out of their hair and off chasing cosplay girls once they got there. So, instead of abandoning him they gave him a snack and some juice (a corn dog and a Root Beer) and before too long he was out like a light.
It was a pleasant drive after that.
However, it was wishful thinking on their part that Kol would just stop once they got there. Klaus saw a number of candidates for Kol to chase immediately after they came through the entrance, but no busty Anime character could deter him from continuing his inquisition. Kol lingers around his elder brothers still trying to get as much information about their little trysts that he can.
"I mean, Klaus and Caroline, I get...sort of. But, you and Katherine?! How the hell did that even happen?"
Elijah brushes some invasive lint from his collar and doesn't respond. He may be daft to what are appropriate social norms, but after the scorning he received from Katherine this morning he decided it's best to keep quiet. She was none too happy after he gave even the smallest hint of their sexual experience to his brothers, and irrationally threatened to withhold any future copulation if he discussed it any further. Yes, he's daft to most social norms, but he read her message loud and clear.
And he very much likes copulation with Katherine.
"We're not telling you anything, Kol, just give it a rest!" Klaus grumbles.
"Fine!" Kol throws his hands up in defeat, "if you won't tell me then maybe Bekah can help me understand it."
"Kol...no!" both brothers holler, but it's no use, Kol has disappeared into the crowd, pulling out his cell phone to text their little sister.
Klaus and Elijah exchange glances, knowing they'll most likely be riddled with questions from both their younger siblings now. Only Bekah will be less crass in her requests for details and more focused on the lovey dovey parts of their relationships. Their dear sister has always been a hopeless romantic.
He can just hear her now,
Oh, this is so exciting! Are they your girlfriends?
When's the wedding?
How soon until I can start calling them my sisters?
She gets a little carried away.
Although, Klaus's been through it a couple of times before, he can only recall one time when Elijah ever has. He's always been so reticent about his relationships - to the point that his family questioned at one time, whether he enjoyed the company of men or women...or sock puppets for all they knew. Always ambiguous and never once did he throw in his two cents when it came to talking about pretty girls with Klaus and Kol. It wasn't until his second year of University when he came home with a unique young girl, with a unique name...Tatia, he thinks...that they realized he actually did like girls.
Klaus has always been attracted to blondes, and Kol will chase anything that gives him the time of day, and now it seems his older brother has a type as well. If he recalls correctly, Tatia had dark hair and dark eyes, just like Katherine. Still...the last thing he remembers is a furious Kat screaming about his idiot brother and his idiot commentary.
"Elijah?" Klaus mutters as they walk through the crowd to the comic book area.
"Yes, Klaus?" he responds.
"How the hell did it happen?"
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"Good morning!" Caroline beams as she greets Kat outside the local cafe with a kiss to the cheek.
"Good...morning," Katherine says suspiciously and narrows her eyes at the unusually chipper blonde. We're talking, chipper...like more than usual. Like a cheerleader hopped up on Redbull and Pixie Stix kinda chipper. Katherine can only assume that Caroline's date went well.
"You want to sit outside?" Caroline asks. "It's a beautiful day today."
Now she's commenting on the weather? Caroline's date definitely went well.
"Sure," Kat agrees and the two of them make their way to an empty table. She watches Caroline closely, examining her for any further signs. She definitely has a glow about her, and she can't stop smiling. Katherine gives her a wry smile before asking, "So how did it go last night?"
"What?"
"Don't play coy with me, how did your date go? Did your lusty lingerie play any part?" She leans forward and wiggles her eyebrows at her.
Caroline glances at Kat and smirks. She can't help but tease her friend, knowing it'll drive her nuts to not hear every little detail. "It was a very good night."
"Caroline?!" Kat says, a threatening tone in her voice. "What happened?"
She shrugs again and opens her mouth to speak when the waitress arrives to take their order. "Oh hello, April," Caroline says cheerily.
"Go away!" Kat spits at the waitress, keeping her focus on Caroline and her confession and not even sparing the poor girl a glance.
The shocked waitress drops her jaw at Kat's terrible manners and shakes her head. She tosses their menus on the table and spins on her heel, her raven colored ponytail swinging haughtily toward her next table.
"Your latte is so getting spit in this morning," Caroline tells Kat and shakes her head at her rude friend.
Katherine just waves the already absent nuisance away again with her hand. "She'll get over it. Now tell me about Klaus."
"Oh speaking of Klaus," Caroline starts.
"Yeees?" Kat's all ears.
"I invited his sister to join us." Caroline lifts her eyebrows and nods her head, loving the look of complete annoyance on Kat's face at her changing the subject yet again.
Kat rolls her eyes at her friend's continued diversions and decides to play along. "Okay, why?"
Caroline picks up her menu and starts to scan the items. "Because I thought it would be nice to be friends with her."
"Okay, but...why the sudden interest now?"
"No reason," Caroline shrugs.
Kat leans forward and places her elbow on the table and rests her hand under her chin. "This wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you're boinking her brother, would it?"
Caroline tries to suppress a laugh by pressing her lips firmly together. She continues to look at the menu as if she's in deep thought about her selection and has no idea what Kat is talking about.
Kat's had about enough of her games and begins to chuckle. "Oh my God, Caroline Forbes, you totally fucked him!" she shouts.
"Katherine!?" Caroline slinks down in her chair, looking around at the other tables and patrons, embarrassed at Kat's sudden outburst. "Shh," Caroline warns her and gives Pastor Young a curt nod before looking back at her friend. "Would you try and be a little quieter please?"
"You did," Kat laughs. "You totally had hot, filthy, nerdy sex with him!" She points a finger at her friend, daring her to deny it.
"Okay, okay." Caroline throws her hands out in front of her to quiet the girl. She leans forward on the table and widens her eyes, "I totally did," she admits and grins like an idiot at her best friend.
"I knew it!" Kat laughs at her friend. "You are such a bitch for making me drag it out of you!"
"Oh you knew," she flips a hand at her friend nonchalantly.
"So...how was it?" Kat lifts her eyebrows in inquisition.
"It was..." she pauses, thinking back fondly on last night, "really good."
"Clark Kent toss his glasses to the side and show you his Superman?"
"Actually...I made him keep the glasses on," Caroline says.
"Yeah, you did, you kinky whore," Kat teases.
The girls burst out in laughter before Caroline sees a familiar blonde headed their way. "Shh, here comes Bekah."
The girls watch Rebekah approach, Bonnie is with her too and Kat gives the shy girl a wave. Rebekah's eyes are wide as she focuses on the cell phone in front of her. She looks down at her phone and back up at them and over at Bonnie, who just gives her a "what's up?" shrug. Bekah races over to their table a huge grin plastered on her face. Caroline opens her mouth to greet her, but Rebekah beats her to it and bursts out her own greeting first.
"You had sex with my brother?!"
Caroline is frozen in place and isn't sure how to respond. "Um..well...we-" Caroline starts to say shyly but realizes that Rebekah isn't talking to her but staring at the uneasy brunette across the way from her.
Kat throws a palm to her forehead and it's her turn to glance at Pastor Young who is shaking his head and giving her a look of derision. She gives him a smug smile back before rolling her eyes and glancing up at Rebekah. She knows Elijah isn't stupid enough to spill the beans and Klaus is in the same boat with Caroline. So...
"Let me guess...Kol told you?"
Caroline can't believe it. "Are you kidding me?" She sits up in her chair and Rebekah and Bonnie take a seat between them. "You are giving me shit about Klaus and you had sex with Kol last night?"
"Oh my God, NOOOO!" Rebekah and Katherine say in unison.
"Caroline...no..." Katherine turns her head to the side and begins to dry heave at the thought. "Just...no." She covers her mouth and shakes her head.
"Elijah...Caroline. She slept with Elijah." Rebekah corrects her.
"Oooooh," Caroline catches on. "That makes sense...wait, no it doesn't! I thought you hated him?"
"Not according to Kol, she doesn't." Rebekah tells her.
"Okay, can you please let me explain instead of assuming anything that your horndog of a brother has told you is true?"
"Come on guys, Kol's not that bad," Bonnie pipes up, silencing the girls.
Rebekah shakes her head and laughs. "You just think that 'cause you have a thing for him."
Caroline and Kat give Bonnie a blank stare and she sinks into her seat and doesn't dare look up at them. "No, I don't," she says shyly.
Katherine laughs making Bonnie sink even lower, "I thought maybe you were into him after dinner the other night."
"I'm not!" she says again adamantly. "And stop changing the subject. You had sex with Elijah, and don't even get me started with you and Jeremy, Rebekah!" she points an accusatory finger at her friend.
Kat nearly falls out of her chair at the mention of her brother's name. "Excuse me?"
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Elijah and Klaus have now sat through two panels of well known authors, stood in line to get three comic books signed by said authors, and are now perusing the many booths of up and coming comic books. One in particular stood out to them and Klaus stopped to pick up one of the copies and skim the artwork.
"Yours is better," Elijah says next to him.
"What?"
"Your artwork," his brother tells him. "It's much better than this."
"I don't think so-"
"It is, Klaus," Elijah says definitively. "Your story is better too."
"Well not according to the publishers that I've sent it to."
Klaus has been working on his own comic book for the better part of two years now. He spent all of his off time perfecting it; changing the script and adjusting the looks on his characters faces to suit the mood of the story. It's dark. Really dark, and that's what the publishers keep telling him.
Although your work shows signs of promise, the concept of your novel is not to the liking of our specific audience. The theme is too dark with no underlining hope and promise for the future of your protagonist. Please continue to work on it and submit it again when you feel you have made the necessary changes that we have requested.
It was a similar letter from each publisher, and Klaus is beginning to feel like he will never figure it out. Hence why he has tabled his efforts for some time now; concentrating on the shop and hoping that if he spends enough time away from it that something new and fresh will come to his mind. Elijah continues to encourage him by telling him that it's a good thing that he even hears back from the publishers, while many inspiring authors or artists never hear a word from them. Obviously they see the potential that he has, and want him to keep trying.
"I just can't figure it out," he adjusts his glasses and looks up at his brother. "Why does my character have to have a purpose other than good ol' fashioned revenge? There are plenty of comic books with that same theme." Klaus shakes his head and puts the comic in his hand back down. He nods at the kid behind the booth and he and Elijah continue to the next one. "I mean, look at Batman for Christ's sake!"
"Yes, Batman would be a formidable comparison." Elijah places his hands in his pockets and mulls over his brother's thoughts. "Although," he begins to add, "Batman's beginnings may have started with revenge, it is not what makes up who he is entirely. He has multiple layers and is continually evolving, finding redemption in the process."
"And you think mine is just out for blood and that's it?" Klaus counters.
"In some respects," Elijah continues but is interrupted by a tug on his suit jacket. He turns around to face the intruder but sees no one standing there until he lowers his head at a small child down below. "May I help you?"
"I like your costume!" he beams up at Elijah.
"My costume?" Elijah tilts his head at the boy in confusion.
"Yeah, Men in Black, right?"
Klaus starts to laugh and Elijah just looks down at his suit and back at the boy. He's never cared for children, and that's probably because he never considered himself one at any point in his life. He was always level headed and besides his superhero indulgences never dreamed about dressing up as one of them for a convention.
"I am not dressed up as a Man in Black, young person."
"Then why are you wearing a suit?" the kid curls his lip and furrows his brow in confusion.
"Because I like suits."
"You're weird."
"And you smell," he says back to the child.
The small boy's lower lip begins to quiver and he turns on his heel away from Elijah, "Mooooommy!"
Klaus' laughter stops and he grabs Elijah by the elbow, "Okay, time to go."
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"What do you mean, you and Jeremy?" Katherine asks Bekah.
"Oh, after you and Elijah left, they dropped Kol and I off and-"
"Bonnie, shut it!" Rebekah warns her and smiles at Katherine. "Nothing happened," she assures her.
"I wouldn't care if something did," she shrugs. "I was just surprised is all."
"How so?" Rebekah asks.
"You're not really his type," Kat peers back at her menu, perfectly clear at how bitchy she sounds.
"Well..." Bekah thinks about it, trying to figure out if she should be offended or not. "He's not really my type either."
He isn't. She likes a guy with a bit more swag and perhaps a steady job, but there's something about Jeremy that always draws her back to him. Perhaps it has something to do with his "I don't give a shit" attitude and his puppy dog brown eyes.
Yes, she thinks, it's the eyes.
"I like your brother," she states matter of factly, but just to be a bit of a bitch herself adds, "He makes me laugh and he's a really good kisser."
Kat peers up from the menu to give Bekah an appreciative smile. But she's never been one to back down from a challenge. "And I like your brother. He's really good at...everything," she gives Rebekah a suggestive eyebrow lift.
Bonnie and Caroline watch the two go at it, each one trying to one up the other with more information than anyone at the table needs to know.
"Well your brother knows exactly what to do in order to really get me going!"
"Well your brother has a huuuuge-"
"That's enough, Kat" Caroline interjects and turns to Bonnie to engage in a different conversation, and to shut the other two up.
"So Bonnie, how long have you known the Mikaelsons?"
"For a while now. We met playing WoW, but then they hired me about a year ago to work in the shop."
"And you like it...working there?"
"She likes working with Kol," Rebekah teases again.
"Seriously, Rebekah?" Bonnie stands up for herself. "Would you just let it go?"
"No, I won't. Since we're finally talking about it, I want to know what's holding you back from going for it?" Bonnie has been skirting around the issue for far too long.
"It doesn't matter, okay?" Bonnie shifts in her seat and looks down at the table. "It's not like anyone will ever look at me in that way. I don't look like you girls."
The three of them look at each other and then back at Bonnie. If they're being honest, they can see what she means. She's got a heart of gold, but Kol isn't the most perceptive of the Mikaelson boys and Bonnie doesn't scream sexy.
"You're beautiful," Rebekah encourages her friend.
"No I'm not," Bonnie casts her eyes down bashfully. "Besides, you have to tell me that because you're my friend."
"When have you ever known me to not tell the truth?"
Bonnie looks up at her and smiles, "You really think so?"
"Of course we do," Katherine chimes in. "What?" she asks Caroline when she notices her look of disbelief. "I can be nice, ya know!" She turns back to Bonnie and smiles. "You've got amazing skin, a really pretty smile and I'm not sure what's going on under that lumberjack outfit you're wearing, but I'm pretty sure you're not showing off everything you got."
Bonnie looks down at her flannel shirt and jeans and back up at Kat. She's always looked like this, for as long as she can remember. Her mother left her when she was really small and so she's never had any real feminine influence in her life. "It's not that great," she assures her.
"Yes it is," Bekah tells her. "You have all the right pieces, you just need to know how to package it properly."
"I don't even know what that means," Bonnie sighs.
"It means, you have all the makings for someone who is beautiful on the inside and drop dead gorgeous on the outside." Caroline leans forward and smiles widely at her. "We can help...if you'd like?" Her fingers itching to make the plain girl before her into a complete and total bombshell.
"Yes! Please Bonnie," Bekah says. "Let us help."
Bonnie glances around the table at the all too eager girls. She's never been very good at peer pressure and so she reluctantly gives in, "Alright, I'm not sure how much good it's going to do though."
"Yay!" Caroline claps her hands and the rest join in.
"Makeover!"
So Bonnie's gonna get vavavoomed (sp?) haha. How we feeling about that?
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