Prank Night Fall Out

8. Tomorrow

Pairing: Finn-Elijah/Klaus (M-M/M) hand
Part 3-COMING SOON

Chapter Text

Klaus' Mansion

Mystic Falls, Virginia, 2010

Kol fed from the blood bags. This was a new thing to him. Even hospitals had not been able to store blood in Kol's time. The blood tasted strongly of plastic and had a old taste, but it was blood. It was also too cold, which Kol did not like. He was eager to hunt more. Feeding from the pretty witch only slaked his great thirst, but a moment.

"Kol? Are you still here?" Klaus groaned as he turned painfully. Kol couldn't help but grin to see his older brother sans his trousers in bed. He had covered him but he kicked the blanket off in his restless sleep.

"I am here, Nik. Why do you not take a little blood? I have used up nine of your blood bags, but you have a large supply so I did think you would mind," Kol stated.

Klaus took it and gagged, "It's better in a glass. You can also warm it. Kol, don't leave them sitting out too long."

Kol nodded, "Oh, I did not know. Your arse is still mighty red, big Brother. I imagine you haven't had a hiding like that is a good number of years."

Klaus turned to look at his brown haired brother and grinned, "Don't assume. There was that unique little high-end brothel I used to visit in New Orleans. The madam was quite talented in the arts of love and pain."

Kol was confused, "You mean Storyville?"

"No, earlier in the Quarter. in Vieux Carr, if I recall. I am sorry, Brother. Perhaps, you were daggered then, too. That time it was to protect Marcel, whom we let Father kill anyway...," Klaus ruminated. "I failed you all, have I not?"

"I am sorry, Niklaus.I heard about Marcellus. You cannot blame yourself, I am sure. And Father?" Kol said with empty eyes, thinking back on all the times they flee from the man.

"Dead, by my hand...a few months back. I thought I would feel some relief, but I felt nothing. I meant to reunite us all, but I could not face your wrath. And perhaps my own guilt," Klaus admitted quietly.

"Brother, I admit there were times I detested you for your harshness and stealing so much time from me, but you are still my big brother, Nik. I love you, despite myself," Kol promised. Klaus turned so Kol would not see the deep affect on him but winced when his raw backside touched the mattress. They both laughed despite the emotion of the moment.

"Do you really think Finn and Rebekah are going to hide me next?" Klaus asked in resignation.

"Aye, you are in for it. Rebekah was muttering something about you whacking you over bloomers or some nonsense!" Kol added.

"Bloody hell! That was in the 1920s. She was a sassy, little minx then. I warned her about wearing trousers and drawing so much attention to herself, but she insisted on testing me. I was trying to keep us safe, but Mikael hunted us there, too. All water under the bridge now. Shall we get up? I do fear facing the proverbial music, but no use in delaying the enviable," Klaus said in a strained voice.

Kol asked suddenly, "Do motor cars fly now? Do you have a cigars?"

"Cars don't fly, but planes are common. People don't smoke as much anymore. They realized it kills them, but I'll find you something. Come on," Klaus said starting to dress.

Kol had so many more questions, "What else did I miss?"

Klaus buttoned his pants carefully, "I shall have to show you how to use a machine they made called a computer. You can see all you missed by watching videos and reading about it. I think you will like it..." The brothers walked downstairs to rejoin the others. They found Finn watching television informercials, Elijah cooking, and Rebekah drinking wine at the round kitchen table.