Klaus is dictating his memoirs in the study while he drinks bourbon from a tumbler. As he speaks, Cami transcribes him on a typewriter. Sasha is sitting, listening to her father talk about all this paranoia, although he doesn't want to admit it.
"They have all forsaken me. My siblings are as deceitful in disease just as my parents ever were. Accusing me of using my baby for my own gain, trusting others before their own blood."
"Would a laptop kill you?" Cami says.
"That typewriter was good enough for Hemingway."
"I see the resemblance. Booze and random acts of violence."
"Why are you even making memoirs in the first place?" Sasha asks.
"So everyone can know who Niklaus Mikaelson truly was, other than a killer and bastard."
"Um...okay."
"Elijah and Rebekah have cut to the quick with their vicious lies about me. And all I've done is tried to win this battle of wills over Marcel's control of the Quarter in order to reclaim our home." He looks at Cami, who stopped typing. "Type, please."
"What's the point? You just repeat the same thing over and over again. Rebekah's out to get you. Elijah's out to get you. Is there anyone who isn't plotting your downfall? I doubt you trust your own reflection."
"You know, if the daggers weren't missing, I would put one in each of their hearts. Rid myself of the burden of my siblings for a couple of centuries."
"Look at you! Repeating the same destructive cycles over and over again. You are the architect of your own unhappiness!"
"Philosophical, I like it." Sasha says as Klaus gives her a look. "What?"
"I don't remember asking for your advice." Klaus retorts.
"Oh, really? So, of all the people in New Orleans, you choose someone with a masters in psychology to record your life story. You're over a thousand years old. Pretty damn sure you know how to type. The truth is, you compelled me to come here because you have no one else to talk to, and you want to be understood. Then, you compel me to forget everything as soon as I leave your presence because you are too scared to trust."
"I'm scared of nothing." Klaus picks up a sheet of paper on the desk next to Cami and examines it. It has an elaborate circular symbol written on it. "What is this?"
"It's an ancient mystical plot I'm using to destroy you. Relax, it's a tattoo design."
"Draw on your own time."
"This is my time. You steal it from me!" Cami angrily packs up her things and storms out of the room. "How about you, Sasha?"
"I think I can write it from memory. Chapter 1: How my brother thinks he's like really moral and stuff, but he's not. Chapter 2: My sister's a lovefool. Chapter 3: My oldest brother is dead and it's his fault. Chapter 4: My wife can't stop reproducing. And the title? I wanna be king."
"You think you're funny, but you're not." Klaus says, trying not to crack a smile at her blatant sarcasm.
"Chapter 5: My mom's a bitch."
"Write."
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Love & marriage
VampireTVD, S3, TO S1-5, Legacies S1-4 When they said for life, nobody expected it to be this long. So when Diana and Klaus got wed, they expected just a few years together before they sent him off to war or the plage killed one of them both...how romantic...
