Elijah's clench his jaw and said nothing. He dusts the chair debris casually off the suit jacket that he wears. Klaus nose flares angrily and he is breathing heavily after his outburst. Not that it was important.

Klaus takes notices how Elijah's jaw clench and follow by the stern look that he receives from his older brother. Klaus lips twitch involuntarily. It give him pleasure, that he manages to unruffle Elijah. He considers it as a win to be able to pull a genuine reaction out of Elijah. He was getting bored with the blank face and false stoicism.

"Niklaus." "That was a priceless antique chair." Elijah chastise him.

Voice strain in a pathetic semblance of control and Klaus loves every second of it. He sets out to rile him more. He wants to hurt Elijah like how Elijah's decision of wanting to leave had hurt him.

"I have not time to care about some stupid old chair". Niklaus shouted back at him harshly. The anger is real. He doesn't even have to fake it.

"This house is full of dusty old chairs". He bemoans. He can't believe the gall of that Elijah insinuate that he would care about a chair demise than Klaus own feelings right at this moment.

Elijah frowns at him disapprovingly. "I really like that chair. It was my favorite."

Niklaus did stop his rants and stares at the chair regretfully. He has to agree that it was a fine chair. He bites his lips worrily. Maybe, he shouldn't have done that. Elijah is a sentimental fool, he likes his antiques. His brother keeps the suits he wears from 100 years ago. Who does that. The fashion would be so outdated by now. The fact that the suits is still in perfect condition is illogically.

"That was a perfectly crafted chair, its craftsmanship was beyond compare." Elijah says mournfully.

He could apologize but he is, who he is so he doesn't. "Still what's done is done. No use crying over spilt milk." Klaus groused. "It was just a chair."

He realized it was a wrong thing to say because Elijah face becomes murderous after he said that. He should have just apologize. It would makes thing simpler and his life easier but he had always abide the rule of no pain no gain. After all Mikael raised him that way. Klaus didn't think he should be blame for that.

"This right here, becoming a king to New Orleans. This is what you has always wanted."

Klaus glares but says nothing. Yeah. What is the point of him striving so hard to conquer new orleans as their home when none of his family wants to be here.

"Congratulations, you have your kingdom to rule."Elijah says sarcastically.

"Rebekah wanted to love and be loved. She is out there searching for her own happiness and i..

"I can't even have a perfectly crafted chair." Elijah says forlornly.

The problem wasn't about the chair. What he means what he says why does he has to sacrifice everything for his brother everything even for small happiness like the antique chair. when all niklaus ever do is destroy every single thing he loves and cherish in the end.

He stops himself. He doesn't want to start reminiscing of all the thing he had lost over the centuries.

Niklaus stops and stares at his brother indescribable blank face . "Are you fucking serious, Elijah?"Klaus daid angrily.

Still oblivious. Still not understanding.

"I will fucking buy you chairs if that what you wants." Hell, I will fill this house with antiques dusty old chair or how about I open a musuem for chair here in New Orleans? Help boost tourism for New Orleans while at it. He knows he is being sarcastic. It is a diseases.

Elijah stares at him like he is off rail. He is not. He is trying to give Elijah what he wants. All this pointless talk. What make sense to him is Elijah complaning how he can't have any antique perfectly crafted chair. So Klaus going to give him chairs. All the expensive crafted chairs that Elijah could have wish for and more.

Elijah stares at him solemnly, "That is not what I want niklaus."

Of course Niklaus would not understand. He thinks Nikkaus has no capabilities to understand.