Splitting Our Odds Into Evens

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THE NEXT DAY...

"Just when I thought he was showing the vaguest signs of maturity, my brother makes a unilateral decision that leaves the rest of us stewing in his melodrama. So much for caring about the well-being of others," Kol whined, throwing his shirt on.

Bonnie gave him a side-eye. "Christmas breakfast as a family isn't a melodrama. Quit being dramatic," she said.

"Well, he's spiraling," Kol claimed. "When's the last time Klaus planned for us to sit together and enjoy feasting as a family?"

Bonnie squinted her eyes, cocking her head to one side. "I don't think he's ever done it."

"Exactly," Kol snapped. "This breakfast is only a recipe for calamity."

"Right," Bonnie nodded. "Calamity and doom approach our morning, and then, all of a sudden, a trapdoor will appear, and, poof, he escapes as we all die from over-eating. How does that sound?"

Kol shrugged. "He's a cockroach that will outlive us all."

Bonnie rolled her eyes at Kol. Sure, it was odd for Klaus, of all people, to host Christmas breakfast, but that didn't mean something terrible was going to happen.

"Come on, Bonnie. You can't tell me he's not up to something," he continued.

"In the nicest way, Kol, shut up," Bonnie said. She grabbed his arm and pulled him downstairs.

"Merry Christmas!" Everyone said upon seeing the witch and her boyfriend.

Freya, Keelin, Elijah, Klaus, Rebekah, Hayley, and Hope sat at the table.

"Merry Christmas," Bonnie and Kol said in unison.

Kol pulled out a chair for Bonnie, and she sat down. "Why, thank you, kind sir."

Kol gently pushed the chair in. "It's my pleasure, milady."

Klaus stood up, raising his glass.

Bonnie leaned towards Kol. "Is he about to make a speech?"

"Clearly," Kol said. "I guess I better start saying my prayers."

Everyone held their side conversations. They knew it wasn't like Klaus to do something like this, so they had their worries.

"Can you all relax? No one is going to die. I just wanted to say some sentimental words," Klaus said, offended. He cleared his throat. "You know, as much as I've savored the joy of tormenting you throughout the years, I must confess you all mean everything to me. Your loyalty, counsel, and love are probably the only reason I've survived as long as I have. And, although not all of us share blood, the bond we share is our greatest strength, which is why I do not doubt that we will be bound together for as long as we all may live. Always and forever."

"Always and forever," said all.

"Alright," Rebekah clapped, "Let's get to digging."

***

The family feasted over all different kinds of food while reminiscing on some of the craziest and most dangerous moments they've experienced together. Even though it was traumatizing, they knew to laugh it off because no matter what, they would never live a peaceful life. They were supernatural, for heaven's sake!

"Remember when Bonnie almost killed me when I had my humanity off?" Kol laughed. "Good times." He took a sip of his wine.

The table went silent.

Bonnie adjusted herself on the chair. "Yeah, good times," she said.

"We are one weird family," Rebekah said. Everyone shook their head in agreement.