state of grace | mikaelson men

5 | WELCOME TO THE SIXTIES

"Well, and if he does, at least it's just the sixties," Klaus said, trying to make conversation.

Lottie's head whipped around as she shot him a pouty look. "Don't say that! Everyone keeps saying that! But the sixties were really where music and fashion exploded. I know we're just chaperones, but I swear, this is gonna be so much fun."

"Then these decorations of yours better wow me," he said, smiling.

"They will," she said with a confident smile. Then she went back to searching the cabinet. "I'm so excited. Damon gave me a real dress from the sixties — which I got dry-cleaned, of course. God knows what kind of scenes he hung out in back then."

Klaus quirked an eyebrow. So his little soulmate was already aware of the supernatural. He didn't know if that'd make things easier or more difficult for him, especially if she wanted to kill him like the rest to save Elena.

"Aha! Paint!" Lottie exclaimed, pulling out a large bottle of light blue paint.

"Paint," Klaus repeated, nodding to her. He loved how her eyes crinkled as she grinned over something so simple.

Lottie was already speed-walking to the door. "Thanks, Ric. I'll see you later at the dance."

"Yes, you will," he said, watching her go.

Even as Lottie left, Klaus wasn't alone in the room. His oldest and youngest brothers were leaning against the wall, looking at him with their arms crossed and unimpressed looks on their faces.

"That's not Alaric, is it?" Finn asked with a frown. He wasn't quite as familiar with body-switching spells, but even he knew something was different about the history teacher.

"Nope," Kol said, rolling his eyes at his brother's dramatics. If this were his evil plan, he'd have just waited until the full moon and taken Elena, not giving the group any time to try and foil his plots.

"And he...?" It was a little harder to gauge Klaus' reaction to Lottie given that he wasn't in his body.

"Yup," he replied, unimpressed. Elijah was one thing, but sharing with Niklaus would be a nightmare. Kol huffed loudly and dragged his feet while going after Lottie. "Sister better not get any funny ideas, or I'll shave her head."

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"So we go to the dance, we find him," Damon said, simplifying the plan. After Dana was compelled to confront Elena at school, a meeting was called at the Salvatore house. Even though Alaric and Lottie weren't present, Damon still started plotting.

"Really? How are we going to do that? We don't even know what he looks like," Stefan reminded him. They really could've used Elijah now, but that was too late.

"Something tells me he's not going to be sixteen and pimply," Damon said sarcastically.

"He could be anywhere at any time. He compelled somebody at school," Stefan said, looking at Bonnie and Elena pointedly. He'd made a big deal that morning about her not going back to school. "I guess it's not as safe as you guys thought, huh?"

There was a knock at the door as Alaric then let himself in, only it wasn't Alaric. "There you are," Damon said, sighing.

"Sorry, I'm late," he said, letting his eyes fall on Elena.

"Hey, I need you to put me down as a chaperone at the dance tonight. Klaus made his first move," Damon told him, who just nodded.

"Okay, so we find him, and then what, hmm? What's our plan of attack?" Elena asked, crossing her arms.

"Me. I'm the plan," Bonnie told her. "He has no idea how much power I can channel. If you can find him, I can kill him."

"That's not going to be that easy. I mean, he is the biggest, baddest vampire around," Klaus pointed out. It was a good thing Kol wasn't there yet to complain about his ego.