𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝 - h.mikaelson

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞

˚ ༘♡ ·˚꒰ 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐃 ꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄
[α hσpє míkαєlsσn fíc]

"You sure it glowed again?" Alaric asked the two teens.

"I sleep with the damn thing under my pillow. It's hard to miss," Hope answered.

"What do you think it's gonna be this time? Hmm? Cyclops? Slender Man? Santa?" Kaiden quizzed, a playful smile on his face.

"Well, given our luck, I think it's safe - to rule out Ol' Saint Nick," Alaric answered.

"I don't know. I mean, Santa Claus is kind of terrifying when you think about it. Breaks into your home. He sees you when you're sleeping."

"Not to mention, judge-y," Hope added.

"Hope, Kaiden, I need you two to focus," Alaric stated.

"Look, We're trying. I just wish that Satan's nightlight - would give us some rest."

"Yeah. And I wish that knife was never in our school, to begin with, but it's not like we can change that now. All we can do is make sure we're not blindsided by another monster waltzing through our doors," Kaiden said.

"Too late," Hope mumbled, as the twins walked through the door.

"Oh, God. Uh, girls. What are you doing here? You're not supposed to get in until tonight," Alaric said, surprised to see his daughters back from their trip to Europe.

"Mom was able to get us direct into Dulles. Then faxed, texted, and e-mailed you - our revised itinerary," Lizzie explained, quite angry.

"I am so sorry. It's-it's chaos around here."

"It's okay, Dad. We know that you're overwhelmed. But Europe was amazing. And seeing Mom and Stefan was really good," Josie said.

"How-" Kai began, but was cut off by Lizzie who said, "Jo's covered the bright side. Far less sunny was waiting for you in the chilly dark of morning at the terminal and you not showing up."

"In his defense, um, we've been in crisis mode around here," Hope said hoping to calm the irritated blonde Saltzman.

"Oh, we've heard all about it. Hope and Kaiden got bamboozled by one of the monsters and now only two keys separate the entire supernatural community from being consumed by a hell portal. I'm guessing that weird little vase is one of them?"

"It's an urn, actually."

"I don't care what it is. I care that instead of being welcomed at the airport, we were forced to take a three-hour shuttle ride that smelled like an open sewer, And feet. Thanks a lot, Hope. Way to ruin life for the rest of us."

"It's not just her fault," Kaiden defended, "The three of us are to blame for whatever happened with the necromancer."

"Typical Kaiden," Lizzie snarked, "Always doing for Hope than his sisters."