Prank Night Fall Out

34. Teenagers in Love

No Pairing

Mikaelson Mansion

That Evening

Damon felt five years old walking into the family room after Elijah paddled him. His behind was warm and starting to get that itchy feeling. Despite his protest that he had just napped, he was feeling a little sleepy. He had spent a half hour in his room face down on the bed just thinking and decided that he really didn't want to be alone.

Finn smiled widely when he saw Damon, "Hey, there he is. Come here and let me make sure that our noble brother didn't take the hide clean off you." Finn opened his arms. He was sitting on the left side of a big leather couch. Damon let the bigger, former Viking embrace him. He felt a little shy, but also comforted and safe.

He couldn't help but smile back wryly, "I'm okay, I guess."

Klaus was sitting in the recliner reading a magazine. He peered up at the pair and smirked.

Finn whispered, "Let me see." Damon moved and Finn gently peeled down the right side of the back of Damon's sweatpants. He sucked in his breath to see the shiny redness on the fuller part of Damon's bottom cheeks.

"It hurts. He used that cream and that little red paddle. At first, I laughed, but it really stung," Damon whined slightly.

Finn caught Klaus' eye and Klaus winced. Klaus spoke to Finn in Old Norse and Finn looked over his shoulder briefly and replied.

He then bit into his own wrist and offered it to Damon silently. Damon looked at Klaus and he nodded.

Damon drank from the wrist of the eldest Original vampire for a moment. Truly, it only took a few drops of his ancient blood for him to feel the cool tingle that indicated that his sore bottom was starting to heal a little. He stopped and pulled away when they heard footsteps. Finn took a blanket from the back of the couch and put it over the two of both of them and settled back into the couch with Damon leaning against him.

Elijah walked in a second later, "Well, isn't this cozy? Did you decide on a movie? I told Damon he could pick."

"You guys decide, I'm going to close my eyes. I am getting kind of sleepy," Damon yawned. Finn pulled him in closed and kissed him on the side of the head.

Elijah whispered, "I'm going to check on the others. Elena's car is out front? It is getting late. They should probably be heading home, too."

"Jeremy also came to try on the costumes. It seems our little sister is quite the seamstress. A lost art these days. The dance theme is the 1950s. I hate to say it, but Kol and Estel are late," Klaus mentioned. "They are at the Grill on their study date."

"Really? Maybe something happened or they lost track of time? Give them a warning tonight and if it happens again...I think I hear them now," Elijah whispered. Damon seemed to be snoring softly.

Klaus stood, "I'll speak to them. You go tell the Gilberts to get home. Tomorrow with the dance on, is a big day."

Elijah nodded and went to rouse the kids. Klaus made his way to the front door and met Kol and Estel there.

Kol blurted, "Sorry! I know we are late. We lost track of time...It won't happen again."

Estel chewed on her lip, "It wasn't Kol's fault. The tutor we met Mollie was real helpful, we got a lot of work down."

"I'm glad to hear it. But I want both of you in go to bed immediately. Tomorrow night, your curfew is 11:30 pm. That should give you plenty of time to be able to get home from the dance without speeding, eh? A minute after that and I will personally turn anyone late over my knee for a sound smacking, is that clear?" Klaus clarified.