"Kat, Caro and Bekah could move to New York and be cool vampire queens there with Kol around to be annoying and occasionally helpful. He's into Caroline but flirts with Kat every now and then (because Caroline knows it means nothing and it gives her an excuse to bitch slap Kat) while Bekah finds some awesome dude that appreciates her. Kat could find some other bloke to be the king to her queen and the six couples will be like the new vampire royalty of NYC. Well, that escalated quickly. How's that for an AU?

Their possible closet would be legendary. Caroline could organize all the parades and big events in New York. Kat and Belah could regulate who is and who is not allowed in the city. Kol would buy the building they live in." –Me and QueenVamp

There's some characters crossing over. If you like Teen Wolf and the Secret Circle, this should be a treat.

References to Glee, the Powerpuff Girls, The Picture of Dorian Gray, and Psycho. Also, if you catch it, a dig at Julie Plec.

If this had been the spin-off instead of the shitty excuse of a show called The Originals, I would be a lot happier. And maybe if we actually got a better writer than Julie Plec but fantasies are just that.

And here's a fun little fact, OMIL is over 120,000 words which is the equivalent of a book trilogy. I could've had a book a deal, instead my talents go to Koroline. If you don't love me for wasting my life away on catering to your whims then get out.

"For most of my life I have been adored by fools and hated by people of good sense, and they all make up stories about me in which I am either a saint or a whore. But I am above these judgments, I am a Queen."
Philippa Gregory, The Other Queen

The loud knocking on the door of the penthouse suite woke Caroline one Saturday morning. She didn't have classes till that afternoon and was happily enjoying being in unconscious from the world when the pounding started. Rebekah and Katherine hadn't come home last night and she knew this from the lack of squabbling the two vampires often engaged in when they were together. While the two worked well when they had a common cause like dominating New York City as their kingdom, they were often easy to disagree about completely petty things as well.

Often times Caroline played mediator between the two which sometimes felt like a full-time job on its own. Last night in particular had been very important as the two were organizing the vampires in the city to bow down to them and get with the new monarchy. Or die. And in that exact wording too.

Caroline groaned as whoever was at the door was still there. She climbed out of bed and narrowly checking the her lamp on her end table. Feeling like she'd crawled out of a century-long coma, she made her way to where the mystery knocker was still going at it. With a scowl, she yanked the door open, almost pulling it out of its hinges.

"Oh," Was all she could utter as she was greeted by the sight of Kol Mikaelson. "You."

He blinked at her in surprise, obviously not expecting to see her at the penthouse his sister lived. "Yeah, me. Is Rebekah here?"

"She didn't come home last night." Caroline answered through a yawn. "She might still be out with Katherine."

"Katherine?" His face held surprise. "As in Katherine Pierce?"

"Mm-hmm," Caroline leaned on the doorway, resting her head on the open door, still grasping the doorknob. "They're taking over New York together."

He looked at her in disbelief. "But they hate each other."

"Yes," Caroline looked at him sagely, like she'd heard this before.

"And they're living together?"

"Yes," She looked down at her nails and the chipped nail polish, mentally promising to give herself a manicure later. Much, much later when she'd had more sleep.

"And you're living with them? All three of you?" He was looking at her like she was insane. "How did that happen?"

Caroline rolled her eyes, having enough of having this conversation there at her doorway and stepped back to let him in. "Come on in. I'll tell you the riveting story."

He followed her inside, glancing briefly at the place as they made their way to the kitchen. Realizing that she was not getting any more sleep, Caroline decided to make coffee and turned on the coffee maker. Kol took a seat on one of the bar stools on the island, right across from where Caroline was leaning on the counter. And he was more than eager to find out how it is that three vampire girls who couldn't stand each other all that much were now living together and taking over New York.

"So how did it all happen? I got the news a week ago that my sister was taking over New York but I hadn't heard about you and Katherine being here as well."

She lightly tapped her fingernails on the counter, still not facing him. "Two months ago, we were all at the Grill at the same time. Katherine and Rebekah predictably started exchanging barbs and Matt asked me to step in lest they break something or someone.

"I don't know how but suddenly we're all sitting at a table and complaining about how shitty Mystic Falls and practically everyone in it was. Particularly, we all agreed on the fact that every male in town held a fascination for Elena and we were tired of being second best to her." Caroline rolled her eyes in exasperation. "So Rebekah makes a joke about just leaving and finding a cooler place like New York and turning it into our own little kingdom and Katherine says it's a great idea. And now here we are."

She turned around to see Kol's reaction that looked at her like she'd grown another head. "You three actually went through with that half-ass plan? Just come here and dominate it? Just like that?"

"Yep," She moved to get a mug from the cabinets. "You want some coffee?"

"Sure, whatever," He was more interested more about the rising reign of Mikaelson, Pierce and Forbes. "Okay, just run it through me. The three of you are now taking over New York and somehow not killing each other?"

"Yes, " She poured herself a cup and then Kol, adding sugar and cream to hers. "How do you take your coffee?"

"Black," He thanked her when she gave him his mug. "How is all this possible?"

Caroline didn't answer anyway and took a sip of her coffee, leaning on the island with her eyes closed as she took in the taste. She felt herself become more alert and opened her eyes to see Kol had leaned forward on the counter as well, waiting for her reply.

She sighed and told him, "We didn't like being shitted on by the assholes of Mystic Falls to cater to the whims of Princess Elena Gilbert anymore. We decided that we are all queens that should be worshipped and we would run shit way better than anyone."

His lips quirked in a slight smile, "Fascinating."

"Not really," Caroline took another sip. "While there are a few witches and werewolves, they're easily subdued since there are more of us than them. There's a good portion of vampires in New York but they're scattered without any leadership which the three of us are more than happy to oblige."

"And the humans?" Kol asked. "How does a city of so many people feel about being conquered by vampires?"

"Surprisingly, they're okay with it." Caroline shrugged. "We have a system with the blood banks and donors so nobody has to get hurt. We've gotten the witches to put powerful wards in the city so we can track who comes in and out. The human authorities are already in Kat and Bekah's control so we don't really have that much problems."

"Except?"

"There's the odd werewolf here and there so we're trying to set up some kind of way for them to shift without going around and killing people. Rebekah's setting up a place underground for them to turn on full moons and Kat's gotten the witches to spell the place so there won't be any accidents."

"I'm impressed." Kol was staring at her in awe now, a smile on his face. "But what do you do exactly? From what I'm hearing, only two out of the new Unholy Trinity seem to be doing all the work."

Caroline frowned at him slightly but licked her lips as she finished her mug. "I'm kind of the secretary. Records and keeping track of accounts. Occasionally, I help out when we need to intimidate someone but mostly I just do the paperwork which is good since I'm attending NYU."

"College?" He gave her a look. "How plebeian, Forbes."

"Education is important," I told him. "As important as world domination."

He scoffed and tried to hide his grin but she saw it. And he looked down at the counter, his fingers dancing on the rim of his untouched coffee. "So when's the rest of Powervamp Girls coming home?"

Caroline was about to answer she didn't know when the door opened and speak of the devil, here they were. Katherine and Rebekah were muttering to themselves about 'alligators' and 'hobos' when they both stopped at the sight of her and Kol sipping coffee like it was an ordinary thing.

"Kol," Rebekah scowled at him, crossing her arms over her chest in defiance. "Why are you here?"

"I was in the neighbourhood." Kol grinned at her. "I thought I'd stop by and see how my baby sister is enjoying dictatorship."

"Actually, it's an absolute monarchy," Katherine frowned slightly as she considered the term. "Though dictatorship is kind of the same thing."

"Nice to see you again, Kit-Kat," Kol greeted as he came close to her and twirled one of her Botticelli curls. "I see you got even prettier after turning."

Katherine didn't miss a beat and pressed herself closer to the Original and ran her fingers down his shirt. "I see you're still charming as ever."

Rebekah grimaced at the sight of them flirting and pushed Kol away from Katherine until he was several feet away. She prodded his chest with each word as she demanded, "How did you get into the city? There are wards."

Kol just shrugged and smiled smarmily. "I know a witch who likes me more than you."

Rebekah looked like she was ready to backhand him into the wall but as Caroline really liked their penthouse the way it was, she got in between the two siblings and pushed Kol down on his previous seat. "You, sit."

"Yes, ma'am," He let out a puppy-like bark mockingly.

She gave him a glare in return before turning to Rebekah. "He cannot stay here."

"I agree," The other blonde was quick to say, shooting her own glare at her brother. "Kol, leave the city now. You're not allowed here."

Kol gave them an exaggerated kicked puppy frown. "Why not?"

"Because you make us want to kill you," Rebekah bit out.

"Katherine doesn't want to kill me," He pointed out making both blondes snort.

"Of course not. She'll shag you first and then kill you,"

Caroline tried to hide her smile as Katherine protested loudly. "Don't make me out to be some murderous floozy!"

"You are," All three of them returned and Katherine huffed, stomping out of the kitchen.

Once she left, Kol turned back to his sister and asked, "So I'm staying?"

"You can have the guest bedroom." Rebekah replied easily like she hadn't just been so against him even being in the city a moment ago. Caroline looked at her in disapproval to which she just explained. "Another Original could be useful. And also, you could use the company for when Katherine and I are out ruling the city."

"I don't need a babysitter." Caroline pouted petulantly at that.

Rebekah just snorted. "No, Caroline, you are the babysitter." She pointed to a smirking Kol with some emphasis. "Despite his age, that one has the maturity of a five-year-old. You have to make sure he doesn't set things on fire for a lark."

Kol opened his mouth to protest but then closed it again and nodded because apparently he would do what his sister said. Great. Caroline was babysitting after an ancient man-boy. She was so lucky, wasn't she?

"When's Rebekah coming home?" Kol asked with a pout in his stupidly handsome face. He'd come into Caroline's room unannounced again and plopped down on her bed beside her. She moved her study materials away from him before he rolled around like the spoiled brat he was. "I'm bored."

"I don't care." Caroline had a big test tomorrow and she had no time to entertain the bastard child of Dorian Gray and Norman Bates. "Go play in your room."

"You're mean." Kol frowned at her and plucked her highlighter from her hand. "I could just leave you here all alone like the boring goody-goody you are."

"You step out of this penthouse and Rebekah will sick her new pack of werewolves on you," Caroline snatched back her highlighter and tapped him on the forehead with it condescendingly. "Or Katherine will accost you in an alley and eat you after she's drained you of all bodily fluids."

"That's a good way to go." Kol shrugged with one shoulder and rolled over on his back, staring at the ceiling. "The latter, I mean."

Caroline sighed to herself and tried to get back to reading but as usual Kol was back to bothering her, sitting up and moving closer to her until his chin was on her shoulder, looking over her notes. She held back that murderous rage in her that only he seemed able to bring out and tried to ignore him. After two months of living with him, she knew the thing he could not stand was being ignored. Rebekah wasn't exaggerating when she said he couldn't be mentally more than five-years-old.

And as expected, Kol didn't like not having her full attention and started poking her on the side with his finger. She caught his hand and twisted it until she could hear bone snap. He yelped and escaped her grip but remained where he was. He inspected his hand and waited for it to heal before going back to his antics. He was even closer now, his chest pressed to her back, his cheek pressed against hers.

She tried to focus on her studying but who could focus when Kol Mikaelson was pressing a kiss to the skin of her shoulder, not covered by her camisole. Especially when his hand wrapped around her waist, his hand settling on her belly to trace ever widening circles. He pressed a kiss at her neck and she expected him to sink his teeth into her artery but didn't. Instead, he bit her lightly with human teeth, causing a spasm to go through her.

She let out a yelp and jumped from the bed, arms crossing over her chest as a shield. "Don't do that!" She yelled at him as he stared up at her far too innocently. "You're not allowed to do things like that!"

That was the wrong thing to say because there was not a bigger dare to Kol than to say he wasn't allowed something. He got from the bed and to her lightning quick, his arms caging her against him. "Why not, sweetheart?"

His eyes were daring her, more displays of his unchangeable immaturity, to tell him what to do. To tell him he couldn't do what he wanted and couldn't have what he wanted. He was stronger and faster than her and she knew she couldn't take him on but that didn't stop her from pushing at his chest to get him off her. He didn't budge but at least she tried.

"You don't get to touch me like that," She told him resolutely, her blue eyes staring into his damnably mocking dark ones. "You are not my boyfriend."

"I could be," Kol looked down at her lips, considering. "Just tell me what you want."

"I want you to back off." She looked him in the eyes, not playing anymore. "I'm not a toy for you to play with."

"No, you aren't," He stepped away from her, giving her the distance she wanted. "You're not a game I'd want to play."

She found herself confused. In the time she'd gotten to know Kol she'd learned he liked games and toying with people. While Katherine and Rebekah were manipulative, Kol enjoyed causing mayhem and messing with people for the hell of it. He liked watching the chips fall. Which is why she had to ask, "And why is that?"

"I'd let you win," He told her, his expression unreadable before he left her alone in her room.

She stared after him, wondering what he meant. She knew she should really return to her studying but found herself thinking of the inconsistent vampire taking over her life.

Rebekah started seeing a new boy, a werewolf who she had taken a liking to. He was fresh out of high school and was allowed into the city after he passed the meticulous inspection procedures. He and Rebekah met so she could assess him and he charmed her with puppy dog eyes and a bright smile. Rebekah stood no chance and neither did he.

Caroline was making breakfast when a tall and lanky boy exited Rebekah's room and she nearly dropped the frying pan. He was shirtless and she got a view of a pale, muscled chest, a scattering of freckles here and there. His usually gelled curls were a mess as he went to the fridge and took the carton of orange juice. She tried not to stare and focused on not burning the eggs.

"My name's Isaac," He said to her, making her finally look at him and meet those big blue eyes. She tried to not liken him to a golden retriever but was failing. "Isaac Lahey. I'm from California."

"Beacon Hills," She nodded at him. "I read your file."

His eyebrows rose in surprise. "You have?"

"I'm kind of the secretary," She smiled at him. "It's my job to know about every supernatural creature in the city."

He was about to say something until Rebekah had come out of her room as well and hugged him from behind. She was wearing a sweater too big for her and must've been his. Isaac instantly grinned as Rebekah rested her head on his shoulder and kissed him on the cheek. "Hello, lover." She purred.

"Hello to you too," He was smiling at her tenderly. "Good night?"

"Very good night," The blonde pressed a kiss to his neck, making his smile widen even more. "Come back to bed."

He turned around and put down the carton of orange juice on the counter as he let himself be dragged back to Rebekah's room. Caroline only watched the two leave, Rebekah giggling as they disappeared.

Kol entered the kitchen a second later with the world's darkest glower and took a seat at the island. Caroline rolled her eyes at the Original. "You had a bad night?"

"All night long," Kol bit out. "Those two were at it all night like the world was going to end today."

Caroline shrugged. She'd heard them as well, vampire hearing and everything but was able to block it out with some earphones and her I-pod on full volume. Kol's senses were sharper though and he probably was less successful. And being it your sister's moaning to keep you up must be psychologically damaging as well.

"Eh, young love," She said and he glared at her more, making her shake her head at his ridiculousness. "Rebekah's happy. Be a good brother and be happy for her instead of killing Isaac like I know you're planning."

"He's a werewolf," He said like it made any difference.

"And she's a thousand year old vampire who's one of the queens of New York City," She gave him a look. "She's a big girl. She can sleep with who she wants to."

He stared at her, looking pensive as he stood up and moved around the island until he was beside her. She moved past him to transfer her omelette into a plate and his hand on her arm stopped her. She looked up at him expectantly as he kept her pressed against him, dark eyes staring at her like she was a puzzle he couldn't solve. "You're a big girl too, you know."

"Yes, which is why you should stop touching me before I decide to use your intestines as a scarf," She poked him in the chest. "Unhand me, Mikaelson."

He grinned down at her like she was precious and leaned down to kiss her forehead. She stiffened at his tender touch, not knowing what to do. He lingered for a second, pulling away to look down at her and his eyes didn't have that manic gleam for once and instead had the same tenderness Isaac's had when he was looking at Rebekah. "You're bloody brilliant, Forbes. Don't ever change."

Something in her ached at his words. She'd had boys tell her sweet things before. Heck, his own brother had been one of them but Kol wasn't prone to sweet nothings and tenderness. He was more into making her angry because it amused him. He was a boy who insulted you and kissed you in the same breath.

But right then, he wasn't mocking her or pushing her buttons. Instead, he looked like any other boy who was indulging his girlfriend with her girlish tendencies for sweetness and romance. He actually looked sane for a minute and it scared her more than anything. He must've sensed her panic because he stepped away and told her as he left, "Your food's burning."

That made her move from her shocked-induced daze and tried to put out her smoking breakfast before it activated the fire alarm. She inwardly cursed him. Stupid Original. Stupid confusing vampire man-boy.

While Isaac was sweet and perfect for Rebekah, he was constantly around the penthouse which meant Caroline had to announce her presence before entering any room lest she walk into the two lovebirds in flagrante again. Not that this didn't make things awkward enough but Katherine had found herself her own boy as well, Jake Armstrong, a witch from Washington. Like Isaac, he was also from a little town she'd never heard of before, though his little unspecified hole was called Chance Harbor.

He'd already been in town before they took over so Katherine met him at one of the meetings with the witches. He'd been stubborn and even challenging to Kat who took one look at his handsome face and decided she would be her new boy-toy. He initially tried not to fall for her charms but this was Katherine Pierce. He stood no chance and neither did she.

Announcing herself into rooms didn't stop the couple from enjoying themselves and Caroline with much horror realized they probably liked getting caught. A terrible theory confirmed when she came home from one of her late classes and walked in on the two going at it on her bed. She gaped at the sight of Katherine riding Jake into Valhalla before she turned around and ran. Flustered, she made her way to the living room and plopped down on the sofa, trying to erase the image from her traumatized brain.

Kol was already there on the couch, watching cartoons on the TV with the volume on full blast, probably trying to tune out the shameless couple. "They've been at it for hours." He spoke to her nonchalantly, eyes focused on Bugs Bunny being a condescending dick to Daffy Duck.

"Why are they having sex in my bed?" She uttered out in horror, turning to him like he could provide her with answers for the evil she had just witnessed. "Why in my bed?"

"I don't know what they're doing." He shook his head, looking more tired than she'd ever seen him. "They kicked me out of my room this afternoon so they could do it in mine."

"They want to do it in every room of the house." Caroline concluded in disbelief. "Why?"

He shrugged. "Beats me."

Caroline shook her head and tried to process why the twisted couple, shouting out their enjoyment in her bedroom were doing the things they did. She leaned back on the couch, defeated as she realized she couldn't sleep in her own bed anymore and would have to burn it. She looked down and saw the mountain of pillows and blankets on the rug and asked, "Are you sleeping here tonight?"

"I threw my bed out and I'm not sleeping in my room till I've compelled someone to clean everything in it," He looked like he wanted to wretch. "Though now that I think about it, they probably did it on this couch too."

They practically jumped up at that.

Not that the two couples were nauseating enough on their own, by Satan's influence they decided to go on a double date so they could be twice the ick-factor together. Caroline had been dragged along because apparently she was such a 'sad little loser who needs to take break from studying for your bleeding finals for the night because you're driving us batty'. Kol got dragged along too so Caroline wouldn't be lonely in her misery.

They went to watch a movie and Kol and Caroline sat behind the two couples who were making out ten minutes into the movie. The two unhappy vampires made disgusted faces at the display and Kol started throwing popcorn at them to make them stop. And later when Kol recovered from Rebekah and Katherine breaking his hands and making him wear the popcorn bucket as a hat, he gave Caroline a running commentary on the movie. Despite herself, Caroline laughed at his blunt and violent sense of humour that made time going by a little more bearable.

Later at the restaurant, the two of them watched the two couples share menus and be even more sickening.

"Look at them," Kol whispered conspiringly. "Two of the most feared female vampires in the world, acting like a couple of teenage girls."

"To be fair, they never got to enjoy life as ordinary teenage girls," Caroline commented at them wistfully. "They're just trying to make for lost time, I guess."

"I'm just happy neither of them can get pregnant because I really don't want to see what kind of offspring they'd unleash in the world."

"Thank goodness for small miracles," She clinked her wine glass against his. "Maybe there is a God."

Caroline had just finished her last exam for her finals and was now just trying to relax after the end of a hellish college semester, lounging in the living room and watching cheesy rom-coms. She was fixing herself a bowl of ice cream when Katherine and Rebekah suddenly pounced on her. Katherine grabbed her ice cream bowl from her as Rebekah dragged her to the living room and she tried to protest as the two older vampires pushed her down on the sofa. She stared up at them in shock as they stood over her, in a business-like fashion.

Rebekah grabbed the remote and turned off the TV as they began whatever it was they're doing. "Now, Caroline, you'll get your ice cream back after you admit it."

"Admit what?" She looked at them like they were crazy. "What are you talking about? Give me my ice cream back now!"

She tried to grab the bowl from Katherine but Rebekah pushed her down again and she was no match for the blonde Original. Katherine smirked down at her and chided her like she was a child. "Now, now, Carebear, you can't have this until you confess."

"Confess to what?" Caroline demanded, not understanding what in the world they were trying to get out of her. "Did something go missing in our closet again? You know, it's probably just there buried under other things because neither of you like to keep it organized. I spend most of the time trying to get it clean but you two-"

"It's not about that." Rebekah rolled her eyes like she was silly. "It's about Kol."

"What about him?"

"You're in love with him." Katherine said matter-of-factly.

"I am not!" Caroline stared at the two other girls in incredulity and realized what they were doing. "Is this an intervention? You're trying to get me to admit I have feelings for Kol? Is that it?"

"Yes!" The two shouted in unison.

"No!" Caroline stood up at that, having enough of this. "I am not in love with Kol!"

Again, they replied together. "Yes, you are!"

"No, I'm not!" Caroline shook her head vehemently, crossing her arms over chest in defiance and stared at them like they've lost their minds. "You two just got this idea in your head because you guys are happily in love so I have to be as well!"

"And why is that a bad thing?" Katherine countered.

"Because if I was going to be in love with someone, it wouldn't be Kol freaking Mikaelson!"

"And why not?"

She stiffened as she recognized Kol's voice. Closing her eyes, she felt shame and she didn't know why. Exasperated, she turned around to face the dark-haired Original who seemed to come out of nowhere. "You drive me insane, that's why."

"And?" He challenged, petulant as always. "I make your life interesting. Admit it."

"No, you're an immature man-boy who thinks homicide is a great hobby."

"And you're condescending and irritatingly optimistic but that doesn't change anything." He moved closer to her until they were barely inches apart and she could see the flecks of gold in his dark eyes. "Fact of the matter is, Forbes, we've been dancing around each other for months and you're too stubborn and scared to accept your own feelings."

"I'm not scared of my own feelings!" She protested, looking away to see that they were alone. Katherine and Rebekah had left and gone to who knows where. "You're a nuisance I live with every day but that doesn't mean I have feelings for you outside of irritation."

"Look at me," He demanded and she looked him in the eye again. He looked more serious that she'd ever seen him. "You drive me to the point of madness, Caroline Forbes. You've invaded my head like a bloody song on repeat. I can't get you out!"

"Yes, you can!" She started to move away but he followed her, step for step. "This is just an anomaly. You and I were never meant to be together. It's not in the script."

"Fuck the script. Whoever's writing it is shite at it." She gasped when her back hit a wall and he'd cornered her, his hands at her sides, trapping her. "Fact of the matter is, sweetheart, you and I have so much chemistry we could set the room on fire."

She stared at him in horror, trying to deny in vain what he was saying. "No, no, that's not-"

"Stop denying it!" He practically cried out in frustration. "Just admit that you love me already!"

"I do not!" Caroline objected loudly before Kol kissed the living daylights out of her.

And maybe he was right about chemistry and setting the room on fire because by the time they were done, the living room was in tatters. Caroline panted on her belly next to Kol on the shredded rug, exhausted and sated. Kol was on his side staring at her as his fingers traced down her spine. "Still in denial, Caroline?"

"Shut up," She pushed him down and kissed him to quiet his smart mouth. "You're insufferable."

"It's why you love me," He murmured against her mouth and positioned her above him so he could be inside her again. "Admit it. Just admit it."

She groaned a half-assed denial but just nodded, giving in. He was driving her insane in a different way and she was going to kill him for it. But hey, what was a queen without a king after all?

"Yes, yes, I love you! Now, stop teasing me!"

He let out a triumphant laugh before working on putting their roommates to shame.