#does explain why rebekah pronounces her name differently than klaus

[icebluecyanide]

6. Elijah

In all honesty, Elijah wasn’t always his name. It’s not the one he was born with, and it’s hardly the only one he’s had over the years. He signed his letters as Elias for centuries, he went by Ilyās when they stayed in Al-Andalus, Élie in France, and Elis in medieval England. There are people out there—vampires for the most part—who still know him as Ilya Mikhailovich. Elijah is merely the English variant of a name he has used variations of throughout ten centuries.

a series of random TO headcanons

[misssophiachase]

Yes for AH Klaroline mini prompts! How about...Klaus & Caroline take turns each week planning date night. This week is Klaus' turn & he comes up with something creative/out of the box.

Yes! Thanks, anon, I love this. It kind of took on a life of its own and is longer than expected, so I hope you like what I did : )

Can’t Buy Me Love

Los Angeles, CA

“You really didn’t need to buy me this dress, Klaus,” Caroline murmured, running her hand along the turquoise, silk fabric. “And a limousine too? What have I done to deserve all of this?”

“Just being you,’ he grinned, stroking her arm as they sat in the backseat. She gave him a look which clearly said he’d been entirely too cheesy for her liking. “Oh come on, I thought it was romantic.”

“You’re just trying to change the subject and not answer the question, mister,” she smiled, poking him in the chest.

“Has anyone told you that your aversion to surprises is quite pronounced?”

“I like to know where I’m going and what I’m doing, what can I say?”

“Yet you came up with this idea of weekly surprise dates, love.”

“I like doing the surprising, I’m not so good at being surprised,” she admitted. 

“You don’t say?” He laughed pulling her closer and placing a kiss on the top of her head.

“And I’m not sure that pizza and bowling from last week compares to what you have planned.” Klaus hadn’t enjoyed himself that much in a long time, he realized it didn’t matter what he was doing as long as it was with Caroline.

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about, Forbes, I loved bowling.”

“Only because you won and still haven’t let me forget about it,” she teased, snuggling into him further. 

If someone had told Klaus Mikaelson he’d be so so deeply in love with this girl after six weeks of dating he’d have laughed. They met in a somewhat unconventional manner and she’d continued to surprise him every day.

6 weeks earlier 

“This is my taxi! I hailed it first,” she argued, hands on very cute hips. 

Klaus didn’t think he’d ever seen anyone who could wear denim quite like she could. Her blonde waves were flying about in the breeze and her blue eyes wild and expressive.

“I think you’re mistaken,” he shot back. “I hailed it, hence why it pulled up at the curb next to me.”

“It only did that because it couldn’t stop where I was standing,” she huffed.

“Excuse me, does someone want to get in my cab already?” The driver asked gruffly through the open window. 

“I know who can settle this,” she smiled confidently. “Who did you stop for, sir?”

“Whoever is going to get in the damn cab,” he growled, thumping the steering wheel impatiently.  

“Someone doesn’t want a tip obviously,” he commented, a smile tugging at his lips. “How about a compromise?”

“I’m listening, cab stealer.” Klaus was struggling not to laugh. 

“We share the cab, you know, as long as you’re not heading to San Francisco or Portland,” he teased. 

“Well it certainly feels like we are given how long this is bloody taking,” the driver complained. Klaus raised his eyebrows at her and held open the door.

The cab ride didn’t end at either of their planned destinations, it ended at a restaurant and then dinner ended with him dropping her at home, a chaste kiss on her cheek. 

Klaus gave the cab driver an impressive tip, not because of his questionable customer service skills, but because he was the reason they met. Although, they still argued over who hailed the taxi. 

“Klaus!” She said, interrupting his memory of their first meeting. “Your cell is ringing.”

Klaus pulled it from his pocket and consulted the called ID. Of all the times for him to call. Klaus considered not answering but thought better of it given he was known to keep calling incessantly until he answered.

“Kol.”

“Evening brother,” he singsonged. 

“You sound extremely...”

“Happy? Yes, that’s because I am, Niklaus,” he laughed. “I wanted to be the first to tell you that I am getting married.”

“Yes, I know you’re getting married, Kol,” he replied. His brother had been dating Bonnie Bennett since college and they were set to be married in the fall. 

They wanted something small and intimate but the only person who seemed to want a huge wedding was their overbearing mother. She’d taken over every facet of the planning and was stressing out both the bride and groom and in turn the siblings. 

“No, we’re getting married tonight,” he announced. Klaus was in shock, to say the least. 

“Are you drunk?” Caroline gave him a curious look. Klaus hadn’t had the chance to tell her much about himself, let alone the rest of his crazy family. 

“Not yet,” he teased. “We are in Vegas so there’s never a bar too far away.”

“You’re in Las Vegas, right now?”

“That’s what I said, keep up, big brother.”

“Mother will kill you and then she’ll resurrect you and do it all over again, you don’t want to be messing with her, especially on this.” Now he truly had Caroline’s attention. This wasn’t how he imagined things going.

Klaus was a private person, mainly because he hated any unwanted attention. When he’d met Caroline, he’d allowed himself to relax and have fun. That included not telling her too much about himself because, call him stupid, but he wanted her to like him for him. 

“At least we’ll be married in our own way when she does kill me.” Before Klaus could reply about not having a eulogy written yet, his phone beeped indicating an incoming call. 

“Kol...”

“Answer that, it’s probably Rebekah. Bonnie called her and let’s just say there were threats about turning up and stopping the whole thing.”

“What did Bonnie expect taking away her Maid-of-Honour rights? At least tell me where you are.”

“At the Bellagio for now but we have a date with Elvis in a couple of hours. Cheerio, Niklaus.” He’d disconnected before Klaus could ask if he was drunk again. 

“Niklaus!” He hadn’t realized the line had connected until her demanding tone came through the speaker. 

“Hello to you too.”

“Don’t test me, Nik,” she huffed. “Kol and Bonnie are going to ruin all of mother’s plans in one night.”

“Are they drunk?”

“Probably, who knows with Kol. I always maintained he was dropped on his head as a baby. It would explain a few things.”

“Well, I’m not sure what we can do...”

“I’ve charted the private jet to take us to Vegas, wheels up in twenty minutes. I’ll see you then.”

“Excuse me? No, I can’t go to Las Vegas tonight, Rebekah,” he insisted, noticing Caroline arch her left eyebrow, clearly unamused he was thinking of going to Sin City with some girl named Rebekah. 

“What’s more important than stopping this wedding?”

“Way to guilt trip me,” he muttered. “I’m on a date if you must know, one that I’ve been planning meticulously for the past week.”

“I could care less, Niklaus,” she drawled. “Bring her if you need to but I expect to see you in fifteen minutes. Elijah will meet us on the tarmac.” Before he could make another excuse she’d disconnected. 

“So, should I be worried that some girl named Rebekah wants to take you to Vegas because your mother is scary and someone named Kol and Bonnie are getting married tonight? Oh, and someone’s drunk but I’m not quite sure if that’s me at this point.”

“I take it you heard all of that,” he joked.

“It was a little difficult not to,” she shot back. “This isn’t like one of those scenarios where you get your friend to call so you can make an excuse to escape, is it?”

“Hardly,” he drawled. “Let me explain. I did have the perfect date planned, dinner at that Italian place you’ve been talking about followed by the theatre.”

“Sounds wonderful but why do I sense there’s a but coming?”

“That was Kol my younger brother on the phone. “Uh, first call, the second was my younger sister Rebekah.”

“I’ll admit knowing she’s a relative is making me feel somewhat less jealous and less likely to hit someone. But what the hell is going on and why is there a wedding in Vegas?”

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you,” he explained.

“Your family is weird?” 

“You have no idea,” he said knowingly. “I come from one of the richest families in the United Kingdom, Europe too.”

“How did I not know this?”

“Our family isn’t as well-known or as closely followed in the US which is probably why I choose to live here. Let’s just say we do things a little differently. I honestly wanted to tell you but...”

“But?”

“I know this is going to sound silly but I wanted you to like me for me. I’ve been out with so many women blinded by the money and status, not so much by me,” he murmured. 

“They obviously are blind,” she smiled, running her fingers along his crimson lips and resting them on one of his pronounced dimples. “Number one, I’m the girl who takes you out bowling and really loves pizza and number two, I really can’t stand caviar and that French stuff which is apparently a delicacy.”

“Truffles?”

“No the other one.”

“Foie Gras?”

“We could be here all night,” she laughed. “Although it seems like there’s more to this story and not so much time to tell it.”

“My brother Kol is supposed to be marrying his college girlfriend Bonnie in the fall. My mother has planned this whole huge thing, I’m talking 500 people and swans and doves and...”

“I’ve never been very partial to birds,” she offered, sending him a sly smile. “So, it’s over the top?”

“That’s an understatement,” he murmured. “Kol and Bonnie are overwhelmed because they wanted something small and it’s gotten completely out of hand.”

“So, they decided to elope to Vegas tonight? 

“Apparently so.”

“Now, I get the whole drunk part,” she quipped. “Although, between you and me I don’t really blame them for wanting something just for them.”

“When you come from our family doing something like that will get out and into the tabloids at home which wouldn’t be good for anyone. So, Rebekah wants us to get to the private jet and fly to Las Vegas now,” he mumbled, thinking just how ridiculous it all sounded. 

“Then what’s the plan?” 

“Stop the wedding somehow, I don’t know I think she’s working on the fly between you and me. Rebekah, anger and the threat of not being maid-of-honour is a dangerous combination. Although Elijah will be on the flight he’s the most level-headed.”

“Another brother?”

“Well, he’s not like the rest of us so who knows?” He joked. 

“Wow, so let me get this straight,” she murmured. “In the last five minutes, I’ve gone from knowing not much about your family to meeting all of your siblings at once?”

“Don’t think you’re going to be able to top that surprise next date night, love,” he smirked, pulling her closer. “I really am sorry I didn’t tell you any of this before.”

“It’s okay,” she smiled, placing a lingering kiss on his lips. “But only because I love you, Mikaelson.” 

“Watch out, Forbes, you go around talking like that I might want to marry you in Vegas.”

“And upset your mother? Between you and me, she sounds pretty scary,” she replied. “I do have a friend who is a hotel manager and lives in Vegas, she might be able to help track down the bride and groom to be.”

“Always so resourceful, love.”

“And don’t you forget it.”

Fast forward three hours and Kol and Bonnie did get married at the Little Elvis Chapel. They managed to find them just in time to hear the vows, turns out Caroline’s best friend Katherine was able to disseminate which Elvis chapel it was. 

After a fun few days in Vegas all together, they returned to normal life. Well, as normal as you could be if you were a Mikaelson or dating one. 

The ceremony was kept under wraps and Kol and Bonnie did go ahead with the planned wedding, happy that they still had something for themselves. Caroline attended with Klaus and Elijah invited Katherine as his date after they hit it off in Vegas. 

Although they are now married with kids, Caroline and Klaus still have their traditions and try to out-do each other every week for date night. They went paintballing last week and Klaus is thinking of horseback riding on the beach this week.

Next week, who knows?