"Don't pout. You knew it wouldn't kill me", Klaus said after he pulled out the silver dagger off his chest, dropping it on the floor. His sister, who still wore her 1920's outfit, glared deathly at her brother, who kept his eyes on the Bulgarian beauty that just stood up. The brunette looked down at her stomach, where the dagger could have possibly stab her, but there was no blood or wound to be seen, which made her realise that the hybrid pushed her away at the right time.
"No, but I was hoping it would hurt more", Rebekah replied angrily before she turned away, stepping towards the Petrova. "I understand that you're upset with me, Rebekah, so I'm gonna let that go, just this once", the male Mikaelson told his sibling, holding her back by his shoulder with his typical grin on his lips.
"Move Santa Klaus", Zlatina finally spoke after fixing her clothes and walking towards the two blondes. With one hand on his chest, the vampire girl pushed the hybrid back, only to come face to face with her long lost friend. "Zlatina!", Rebekah shouted happily, expecting her to be the only good thing that would happen in a while. The girls hugged each other, big smiles on their faces, which leaded Klaus to smile, too.
Suddenly the female original took a step back, eying the two supernatural beings in front of her suspiciously. "Wait. You two together in one room? Don't tell me you're dating my brother again", she muttered, her last sentence directed towards Zlatina, who rolled her eyes.
However, her dead heart seemed to beat quite faster as the thought of them as a couple crossed her mind, after all they were just about to kiss, right? Still, the brunette shook her head. "Definitely not", she replied, an innocent smile on her pink lips. "Oh come on, love", Klaus teased playfully, while he put an arm around the Bulgarian's waist. Meanwhile, Rebekah raised an eyebrow.
"He kidnapped me", the Petrova spoke as a deathly grin was formed on her face while she bumped her elbow into the hybrid's side. "I did not", he told his sister, but the brunette next to him surely wasn't finished.
"And he wanted to rip my sister's heart out. Then he made a killer out of my friend and nearly killed an other friend of mine." The youngest vampire of them smiled ironically, leading the blonde female across from her to face her brother again. "Yes, that I did", Niklaus admitted proudly, earning an eye roll from his sibling.
"Gross", she commented, so the dirty blonde walked towards her, sending her his usual smirk. "I brought you a little peace offering", he mentioned, putting a hand on his sister's shoulder, who followed his gaze. "You can come in", the man spoke, looking at the door.
Zlatina watched it too but much to her dismiss, only Stefan came in. "Hoped for a pretty human boy and a Sangria and not for an animal killer, honestly", she commented, only to catch herself a glare from Klaus, who immediately pulled her back by her hand and made sure she stood behind him.
"Stefan", Rebekah whispered happily. The hybrid let go of the brunette's hand to walk forwards. He grabbed the Salvatore'a shoulders and looked into his eyes. "Now you remember", he compelled, so the Petrova waited interested for Stefan's reaction. It took him a moment but then his confused mimic left his face, following he looked in admiration at the female Mikaelson. "Rebekah", he muttered happily and took some steps towards her. "Stefan", Klaus then interrupted, making the Salvatore look at him. It was interesting to see for Zlatina as memories flashed through his mind, the ones Katerina told her of. And she told her everything.
"I remember you. We were friends", the youngest vampire of the four said in conclusion. "We are friends", the dirty blonde corrected, so the Bulgarian had to bit into her tongue to stop herself from commenting the situation. The three couldn't know about her sister being with them in Chicago, and mostly Klaus couldn't know that Zlatina herself visited the town as soon as the hybrid had left it.
"There has to be more to this dress", Rebekah complained, earning an amused chuckle from Zlatina next to her. The two girls were shopping while the boys sat outside, waiting for them while drinking champagne. The brunette enjoyed spending time with her friend again but she also liked that the hybrid was in a better mood by now, after all he needed his sister's necklace from her, which was unfortunately gone.
"There's not", the dirty blonde replied, his eyes following the pretty waitress who brought the alcohol. "It looks gorgeous, Beks. Personally, I think there's still too much on it", the Petrova spoke grinning, while she herself tried on a white pair of tight jeans and an also white cropped top, which looked more like a bra than a top. Her outfit hugged her body perfectly, so the girl smiled to herself in the mirror, watching her figure satisfied.
"So women in the 21st century dress like prostitutes, then?", Rebekah asked, catching an amused look from the boys outside as she stood there in her tight, black dress. "You know, I got dirty looks for wearing trousers", the blonde girl continued, so a laugher from inside the cabin was to be heard. "This is literally the best century, Beks, enjoy the missing cloth on your skin", Zlatina said before she stepped out of the cabin too, only to earn widened eyes from the male supernatural beings outside, who watched her admiring.
Her beauty distracted Klaus and he regretted to lick his lips, because the brunette had seen it. It satisfied her more than anything, so she grinned with gloating at the hybrid across from her. "Right, some women dress like prostitutes and some dress like Zlatina", he told his sister, who raised an eyebrow as she turned around to look at her friend. "That's not even a dress. Now you're wearing the trousers. And is that a bra?", Rebekah asked shocked. The Bulgarian finished glaring holes at the hybrid and then turned smiling to her friend. "That's a top, and we'll get you one of this, too", she grinned.
Zlatina was already back in the cabin when the female Mikaelson complained about the music. "It's dance music", Stefan told her, earning an unbelievable look from the blonde across from him. "People dance to this?", she asked, making the Salvatore nod.
"Are we done?", Klaus spoke up, annoyance in his voice. "And why are you so grumpy?", his sister replied. "I needed one thing from you for my witch to find out why my hybrids were dying. One thing, your necklace, and you lost it."
In memory of the necklace he gave to Elena, Stefan looked down to the ground but his thoughts were interrupted when he got a message on his phone. "Ur fucked", it said and was from no one else but the girl in the cabin. After catching a suspicious glance from the siblings with him, he deleted the message, hating how right the Petrova was.
"I didn't lose it. It's just been missing for 90 years. So what do you think?", Rebekah asked the Salvatore, talking about her dress. "I like it", the addressed man lied, leading the blonde woman to groan. "What? I said I like it", the youngest vampire of them repeated. "I can always tell when you're lying, Stefan." Angrily the woman walked back into the cabin, only to nearly run into Zlatina, who wanted to walk out of it. She was still in her white outfit, and still an eye catcher. "Nice one. Good work", Klaus commented the situation. "Zlatina pulled the dagger out of her", Stefan answered, his eyes on the pretty brunette that watched the two, before she walked to the hybrid's chair and sat down on the armrest. "I heard that", Rebekah spoke annoyed, making the Bulgarian grin. "All right. I'm gonna get some fresh air", the Salvatore said before he put his glass away and left the room.
Zlatina on the other hand grabbed Klaus' glass from his hand and took a sip. The hybrid put an arm around the girl's wrist, touching her bare skin softly. "You look stunning by the way, love", he told her grinning. The brunette smirked, too, her eyes meeting his. "I thought I looked like a prostitute. Or even worse. Let me just recall what you said on this topic", the girl teased, making the male Mikaelson chuckle. "You know I'd never actually think this", he muttered amused while he put the Bulgarian's hair behind her ear.
Zlatina leaned forwards, her small hand laid on his cheek as she smiled innocently down at him. "Sure", she whispered as her thumb softly brushed his lips. Niklaus stopped breathing for a moment as she did so, not once taking his eyes off her's.
The brunette came once again closer, her pink lips brushing his cheek. They reached his ear as she slowly bit into his earlobe. "Still you said otherwise", she whispered seductive before she abruptly stood up, and grinned at the fast breathing man in the chair. Then she left the store after Stefan, ready to talk about the problems with the necklace.