A/N: This is going to be where I put all of the drabbles that I uploaded on tumblr. I'm posting two today, and then I'll be updating every day until we're caught up with where I am on tumblr, and then I'll update when I post a new one. You can request drabbles on my tumblr in my ask box. I have quite a few in the queue, but you're welcome to add more ;)
Summary: Everyone ships Klaroline after prom, which Tyler didn't come to in this. Suspend your disbelief. :) This is pure crack. I am not ashamed.
"Your choice…which is more than you ever gave us…"
His closed the door, leaving his mother twitching in tears on the floor about to choose whether to transition and…
He took a sharp breath, sitting up in bed and looking wildly around the room, attempting to calm his breathing.
That had been the most bizarre dream he'd ever had. It made absolutely no sense.
How on earth could he possibly make a baby? With that stupid werewolf girl of all people…Well, yes, he'd slept with her. But she had been just a means to an end. He'd have to kill her just to make sure. She unsired his hybrids, and really she deserved to die anyway.
After all, snapping Caroline's neck? Practically treason.
And his mother coming back from the dead…His father…His biological father. It was ridiculous. Esther and Mikael were dead, and that was that. And Marcellus…He would never betray him in that way. Family, always and forever.
Oh, and that awful annoying blonde girl. If she existed he'd rather like to kill her too.
And the selfie.
The selfie wasn't even the worst bit, though. He'd been so…nice.
He shuddered, very glad to be awake. He hadn't had nightmares in a long time. He must have eaten a sick person the night before; blood infected with influenza or strep throat was almost as bad as squirrels.
The only good part of the entire dream was when Caroline kissed him. And then he fucked her against a tree. And a pile of leaves. And another tree.
He was getting hard just thinking about it.
Shaking his head frantically rather like a dog who'd just taken a bath, he slid out of bed and picked up his phone, noting that it was early morning, and decided to take a shower. When he finished, he had a text from Caroline.
Thank you so much for last night. When should I drop off the dress?
He smiled. She'd looked absolutely radiant. It would almost be a crime to make her return the dress. Then again, if he didn't ask her to return it, he would have no excuse to see her.
He considered his options (making her happy vs. getting another excuse to see her) before texting back.
Keep it. Consider it an early graduation gift.
The reply came almost immediately.
The phone vibrated before he could return it to the side table with another text from Caroline.
Are you headed to NOLA?
Yes. I received a tip about something gone wrong. Why, love, would you like to join me?
He chuckled at the almost instant response.
In your dreams.
Then he winced. No, he was glad that his dreams weren't reality.
He put his phone back down before he could read any additional reply she sent and checked around the room to make sure he had everything packed that needed to be, and then sighed, running a hand through his curls. He had been planning to get on the road by lunch-time, and normally if he was ready early, he'd leave early, but since he was here anyway…
Would you like to have lunch before I leave? He texted Caroline impulsively.
He could almost see her staring at her phone in his mind's eye, a furrow in her brow and that endearing lip-twisting thing she does when she's making a difficult decision. She didn't text back for about fifteen minutes, and he was almost ready to leave when his phone chimed.
Lunch, like actual lunch, right?
He rolled his eyes. Depends what you mean by "actual lunch"
Fine. Grill at noon. But it's NOT a date.
He smirked. Of course it's not, love.
Stefan held up the phone for Elena's inspection, and Elena took a glance at it.
NO SERIOUSLY. IT'S NOT.
Elena nodded. "Yeah, sounds like her."
Stefan grinned. "It's totally a date," He said, as he hit send.
Elena rolled her eyes and elbowed him in the side. "She'll be mad," Elena said, biting her lip.
"Caroline will be fine, Elena. They need this push."
"I still don't know why you want them to get together so badly," Elena said, picking Caroline's phone back up from the table as it vibrated with a text from Klaus.
Elena sent a quick text back.
Good. I'll see you at noon, then.
"Because Caroline deserves it," Stefan said, making Elena look up at him in absolute horror.
Stefan shrugged. "She deserves someone who puts her first."
Elena nodded slowly. "Yeah. Okay."
"I will go down with this ship," Stefan muttered, causing Elena to give him an incredulous look.
"You can't ship actual people."
"Of course I can. I can ship anyone I want. Right now, I'm shipping Klaroline. Did you see her at Prom? I haven't seen her that happy in a long time."
Elena snorted. "Klaroline? Really?"
"Yeah. What else would we call them? Carolaus?"
"Now we just have to get Caroline to the Grill."
"You want me to what?" Matt asked as he dried another glass.
"I want you to make sure that Klaus and Caroline have a lovely undisturbed date," Stefan repeated.
"And how am I supposed to do that?"
Stefan shrugged. "I don't know. Clear everybody out and stop Caroline from leaving?"
Matt narrowed his eyes. "Why would I want to help Caroline get together with Klaus?"
"Because he would make her happy, and you're being a hypocrite," Elena immediately supplied, having gotten on board the second they'd left the boarding house.
Matt let out a huff. "Fine. I'll…close down for the afternoon or something."
"Yes!" Elena said, clapping her hands happily.
"Elena, have you seen my phone?" Caroline yelled from the living room of the boarding house.
"Yeah. You left it in the kitchen!"
Caroline sped into the kitchen grabbing the phone out of Elena's hand. "Why do I have texts from…I didn't do this. Did you do this?" Caroline asked, her eyes narrowed.
"Stefan," Elena said immediately, "But you should go."
"It might be fun."
"Who are you and what have you done with Elena?"
"Coming back from turning my humanity off kind of gave me a new perspective on things, I guess."
Caroline narrowed her eyes. "Is this a trick? Are you trying to kill him again?"
"No. I'm serious. Go enjoy yourself."
Caroline walked into the Grill, immediately spotting Klaus at the table in the corner, as he was the only one inside.
Plus, she kind of had Klaus-dar by now.
Like a radar, except for Klaus.
It's a word, okay?
"Is there anyone here?" She asked, plopping herself into the chair next to him.
"Not that I could find," He said.
"Should we tell them?"
"No, love. Just let them think that they convinced you. It'll give them a confidence boost."
"They don't need a confidence boost."
He didn't respond verbally, but kissed her, pushing the table away with his foot and lifting her so that she was straddling him.
She pulled away and gave him an unimpressed look, but let her hands rest on his chest.
"How did you know that wasn't me?"
"You don't use capslock."
He shrugged. "It doesn't matter. They're leaving us alone. Might as well enjoy it while it lasts. Especially since I have to leave soon."
"You'll come back for my graduation, right?"
"Wouldn't miss it," He assured her.
"Good," She said, before leaning in to kiss him again
A/N: Thanks for reading. Review so I know how it is :)