Family Above All

67. Sort of Stealth

Pairing: Jenna/April (F/f) spatula

"Her bare feet whispered across the floor as she approached him with the sort of stealth that only small children and trained killers possess."
― Obie Williams, The Crimes of Orphans

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Mikaelson Mansion

Kol and Stefan's Room

Rebekah pushed open the ajar bedroom door and found Kol on his stomach with a math book in front of him.

"Oh God, what now?" Kol seethed, turning to his side.

"Hey, screw you! I just came to give you your money back," Rebekah said, waving the bill in front of his face. "But I can keep if you are going to be a...dick about it."

"Oh, thanks. Just put it on the dresser. It twas Damon's anyway," Kol muttered. "Guess you heard we got busted."

"Well, I was in the kitchen when Finn offered Klaus that paddle and put two and two together. I thought we were in good shape when Damon melted that stupid magic hairbrush, but guess not," Rebekah admitted, peering over his shoulder. "So you really did miss that math test?"

"Yeah, I just can't believe we got caught. And what are you whinging about? You hardly get in trouble around here," Kol added.

"That's because I am smart when I do something stupid," Rebekah grinned. "Well, except from time I fed on Matt at school. I'm sure you remember that. I bet that cleaning brush hurt more than the paddle!"

Don't be so sure about that! Nik coated it in vervain. Now, do you see why we can't feed on people in the corridors now? They see everything at that damn school."

"I hate to say you were right, but I guess you were," Rebekah conceded. "Anyway, there's the money. I didn't want you to think I snitched on you."

"I know you wouldn't do that," Kol said. "But I do have a favor to ask. Um, are you still hanging out with Bonnie a lot? I assume you are since you are picking up some of their colorful language..."

"Yes, at cheerleading and lunch. And you are a dick, own it. But why are you asking about dear Bonnie?" Rebekah asked, sitting down on Stefan's bed. A neat stack of laundry toppled to the floor. She picked most of it up, but kicked a few pieces of what may have been underpants under the bed. She just didn't want to go there.

"Ah, is she interested in anyone? Like guys? I was thinking about asking her to the decades dance for Friday," Kol said, looking quickly at Rebekah, as he chewed on his pencil.

"Oh, wow! I didn't see that coming. I thought all this silly high school stuff was beneath you. Ah, I can ask her," Rebekah said.

"Yeah, thanks. Let me know. Damon wants me there to keep an eye on Elena, you know, with the Sisters' coven possibly after her and all," Kol added quickly. "You know how witches would froth at the mouth for a chance to get a doppelgänger."

"Sure, it wouldn't be that you actually like Bonnie, right?" Rebekah teased, after shaking off a shudder at what those witches would do to Elena. She was a nice girl and Rebekah was learning a lot from her.

"Shut up," Kol grinned. "Just doing a favor for our little nephew. If I don't, he may blast me or turn me into an eunuch."

Now Kol shivered thinking about losing his man parts.

"Favor...Right," Rebekah laughed. "I'll see what I can do. I know you aren't used to going out with girls you don't have to pay."

Kol tried to throw his textbook at Rebekah, but she vamped out of the room in time. The book hit the door and fell to the floor with a thump. His sore backside protested as he went to pick it up. When would he learn? He should put Mr. Slithers, the kids' pet snake, in Rebekah's bed chamber soon. She never fancied snakes much. Well, maybe after his date with Bonnie was a done deal.