Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ༆ 𝗦𝗮𝗹𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗛𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 ༆
Stefan dialed Klaus, who was clearly enjoying his little wolf-hunting vacation in Portland.
"Portland is fantastic," Klaus drawled through the phone, probably smirking. "Once you get over all the whiny music and healthy looking people, it's literally a breeding ground for werewolves."
"Your father is dead," Stefan said flatly.
There was a pause on the line.
"What did you say to me?"
"Oh, my mistake," Stefan said, tone laced with mock-casualness. "Not your actual father. And not dead dead. Mikael. Daggered. What do you want me to do with the body?"
Klaus's voice darkened. "Well, first I want you to explain to me exactly what happened."
— ✧ One hour earlier ✧
"I say we go with the story that Mikael followed Eliana into the house," Stefan said, pacing slightly.
"Okay, pause—what!? Why me?" I asked, squinting at him.
"I don't know," Damon cut in with a cocky grin. "Maybe because he kinda fancies you?"
"Oh please," I scoffed. "That's delusional even for you."
Damon shrugged. "Hey, I don't make the rules. Psycho vampire dads with weird attachments are apparently your type now."
"Unfortunately, he's not wrong," Stefan said, sounding way too serious for my comfort.
I sighed, throwing my hands in the air. "Fine. Mikael followed me in because...I'm irresistible, whatever. What happened next? You vervained him?"
"No. We vervained him," Damon corrected. "This guy's an Original. To make it realistic."
"Which he planned to use on Rebekah, but instead," Elena added.
"We drove it through his heart," Stefan finished.
I crossed my arms. "Cool. Cool, cool, cool. And when Klaus inevitably asks to see the body?"
"Good point!" Damon pointed a finger at Stefan. "You my brother have been compelled to do what Klaus says. So the idea is to lure him back here and kill him...last thing we need is you getting tripped up and tongue-tied."
