Hey there, I found your story late one night, browsing for awesome Klaroline fics. I count this as awesome, totally. It's fun, sad, dark, light and every other awesome word and it's opposite.

I like your Originality (pun intended) of this fic. The spell turning into something different and now...things don't look like they're going so well for anyone. One, the Originals are dying. Two, people are getting close to them and don't want them to die. Three, looks like Elijah snapped and Caroline looks to be in trouble there...

I know it has been awhile, but I love your rendition of characters in this humorous fic. I almost died laughing with all the male Originals becoming beard brothers. Too funny by half.

I can't wait to see an update to this. Keep up the awesome writing.

OMIGOSSH PLEASE UPDATEEEE!

I'm dying here! I laughed, cried, then laughed so hard I cried. PLEASE UPDATE! Seriously dying here. There were so many moments that I want to cut and paste and randomly quote and laugh like crazy about but I will have restraint (supposed to be an adult and all!) so just another plea, please update for your rabid adoring fans :)

Beard brothers!

"I wanted to prove to her," he says again, "that I'm not the monster she makes me out to be. The monster she wants to stamp out so badly. And now I'll never get to."

I loved this line so much.

Maybe it is because I am a much older sister (there's a 10 year difference between me and my youngest sibling), but I sympathize a great deal with Klaus and his siblings. If there is anyone in this world I would kill for, it would be mine. And I'd be on their side no matter what they did. Ester and Mikael failed their children so much (a mother should always stand protect her children from an abusive father if she possibly can; in Mikael's case, he failed by taking his wife's mistake out on an innocent child and by failing to recognize that Niklaus was his son by right of raising/adoption), and that likely made the sibling-bonds stronger.
Even knowing the Originals have been killing violently for a thousand years can't take away the fact that I see siblings first, monsters much later.

There's no chance Bonnie/Kol could be worked into this fic, is there? Ah, well, when a fic has just about everything I could possibly ask for (the scene Bonnie walked in on was practically perfect), it would be greedy to ask for more.

I'm such a greedy-guts.

"Yes, Elena and I," Elijah says, stepping outside to join them on the porch. "They're fudgelicious."
He says it with a straight face. They all stare.

This is my second time reading this chapter. Once again, I came to this line and burst out into horribly loud laughter. Then the image of Elijah, with Elena, facing that group, saying that line...well, it got worse. Then, calming down, I tried to resume my reading, but as soon as I glanced at this line, off I went again. You are awful and I love you.

And the scene with Elijah and Klaus getting all choked up about how happy Bekah and Kol are is so sweet and sad and THEM.
I am going to nit-pick, however, and point out that it is highly unlikely Ester would have found pomegranates at the market a thousand years ago, and they are not native to Virginia.

"You'd do well to understand the brevity of this situation,"
I am confused as to how "brevity" fits in this context.

Anyway, I hope you will update soon.

This story is flawless... Like I've been in stitches every time I read it (multiple times). Just everything, the characterization, the banter and dialogue. Perfect.

I'm not sure why you felt the need to write the final 2 chapters though and not post them. I totally understand that everyone here has lives outside of FF but this hiatus you're on is killing a lot of people. (Me included!) besides that, I have nothing but positive things to say about this story, and I await the final 2 chapters. I'm just a little bit in love with your Kol and his bromance with Damon!

It having been more than ten weeks, may I direct your attention to this cliff, from which we hang?

NO NO NO OMG. OMG. WHAT. WHAT ARE YOU DOING. I AM DYING. DEAD. I AM DED.

Words cannot express my feels right now. Caroline! Elijah! Damon! Klaus! Elena! Stefan! Rebekah! NO THEY ARE ALL SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPY AND LOVELY AND CUDDLE WITH EACH OTHER AND NOTHING BAD IS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN EVER.

The Lennon quote killed me. And then the rest of the chapter bludgeoned me to death. Eep.

NO YOU CRUEL AND MEAN MISTRESS! NOOOOOOOO.

Okay, so I know he's totally giong to say that he is, or that Rebekah is just going to lay one on him and be done with it, but still. What a way to end a chapter!

I am filled to the brim with sadness at the thought of clicking the next button, because I know there will be no next button after that! Therefore you should update as soon as humanly possible so that there will be many, many more next buttons.

I know I say this for every chapter, but I swear, I love how you write. Your characters are dynamic and funny and emotional and real, and they grow and learn and adapt and laugh without having to go through exhausting emotional catharsis or almost dying or something like that. You keep the plot moving and the action coming, even though just watching them hang out and be together is enjoyable and worth it.

So thank you very much for writing this, and for sharing with us!

OMG OMG OMG OMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME I BARELY LIKE ELENA WITH STEFAN AND NOW YOU'RE MAKING ME WANT HER TO BE WITH ELIJAH FOR FOREVER AND DAMON/CAROLINE ARE MY OTP YET ALL I WANT IS KLAUS/CAROLINE AND KOL/DAMON BROTP FOR FOREVER AND KOL/REBEKAH AS BEST SIBLINGS.

Okay, sorry for the capslocky FEELS. I couldn't stop myself. In case you couldn't tell, I adored this with the fierce burning love of a thousand suns.

WHAT WHAT WHAT NOOOOO STOP THIS OMG NOOOO.

I have lost all coherency. I just want to cuddle all of them to my chest and watch them be lovely and wonderful for forever.

If I dare you to write Damon/Caroline, would you do it? :D

Bah Damon/Kol bonding! Too precious. Your Original family is just that: family. I think we sometimes forget that, because they can be so very crazy. Kol's drunken philosophizing makes me just want to hug him.

You make me wibble in all the best ways. Thank you.