#between bunny's death and the vermont guy's death

[thefantasticaldianadiane]

you ever read a book and look at the fandom and think “wow so I am the only one who understood this correctly”

#this is about the secret history #donna tartt #for me its multiple things #its the uwu ification of the greek class #its the complete lack of understanding of the themes #like people talk about how one of the themes is don't pursue aesthetic for aesthetics sake #but I haven't seen anyone talking about the whole point of the plot #which is that these people #are so insulated in their own power and privilege #that they are just fine with having mutilated a man #like the novel has every indication that the only feelings they have about the first murder are selfish ones #how the sight of the gore makes them feel #and there is no sympathy for this man #at least not genuinely #I just think it is so funny how the book sets up this excellent comparison #between bunny's death and the vermont guy's death #and how the system on so many levels treats things differently #and how the greek class reacts differently #and no one wants to talk about it #because even when they are critiquing the book they cannot divorce themselves from the fact that the aesthetic dictates they care only about #bunny corcoran #idk #i wish there was more genuine discussion online about class and morality in this book #and less flooding of pictures of tweed

[misssophiachase]

NikMik: i have another one. i know easter just passed...but i'd love a drabble where klaus & caroline are hosting easter for their family & friends & caroline gets really into setting up an easter egg hunt for all the kids.

This was fun to write! Thanks luv. OCD planner Caroline is my fave. This started out as something and ended as another!

Eye of the Tiger

“Now, you’re probably wondering why I called you over here tonight,” Caroline began, looking at their dubious expressions. 

“Well, you did promise us tacos, beer and football,” Kol shared. “While the Mexican fare was delicious, darling, you’re kind of letting us down on the whole beer and football part.”

It was the Thursday before Easter and the Mikaelsons knew they would be getting in plenty of family time at their mother’s vast estate in Vermont over the weekend so were a little surprised to be summonsed to Klaus and Caroline’s before the festivities even began. 

“Did I ask for your opinion, little Mikaelson?” She hissed. “Anyway, I knew the only way I’d get you here was to tease your three most favourite things.”

“Excuse me?” 

“Sorry Bon, you know what I mean,” Caroline apologised. “Now back to the matter at hand.”

“That would be good,” Elijah added. “Whilst I appreciate you putting on dinner and arranging a babysitter for the group, I’m a little concerned your choice is filling my children up on copious amounts of sugar as we speak.”

“Enzo promised he wouldn’t do that.”

“When was the last time Enzo made a promise he actually kept, Care? He’s got the maturity of a five year-old.”

“Maybe we should just stop talking and hear Caroline out, Katherine,” Klaus interrupted, doing his best to put up a united front for his wife’s sake, even if he had no idea what the hell they were doing here and desperately wanted to know if his beloved Chelsea were winning their match against Tottenham. 

“Thank you, honey,” she smiled gratefully before producing what looked like a colour coded map and placing it on an easel which seemed to appear out of nowhere.

“Woah,” Kol whistled. “I haven’t had nearly enough beer to deal with this.”

“What is this exactly?”  

“I’m so glad you asked, Bonnie,” Caroline noted, producing something from her pocket and extending it into a pointer then tapping it on the map excitedly.  

“How much tequila did you put in her margarita, Katherine?” Kol asked curiously.

“Not even close to enough, this is Caroline when she’s deeply embedded in obsessive compulsive mode and between you and me, I wouldn’t poke the bear.”

“You realise I can still hear you right, Pierce,” she threatened, using her pointer menacingly to prove her point.    

“Noted,” she murmured, sinking back further into the couch.

“All threats aside, maybe you could explain what this all is, love,” Klaus attempted to keep the peace, even though he had no idea what this was about or how she’d managed to knock that map up under his nose.

“This,” she gestured to the map. “Is our Easter Egg Hunt Strategy 2018.” They were all silent trying to make out what all the details on the map meant and dealing with the fact she’d even named the event. 

“You make it sound like some kind of military operation, Caroline,” Elijah baulked, finally finding his voice. 

“Because it basically is, Elijah,” she shot back. “Picture this; eight children between the ages of two to nine desperate for a chocolate fix from the Easter bunny. It’s going to be pandemonium and we need a plan in place to manage the crazed hoards.”

“So, let me get this straight,” Bonnie murmured in disbelief. “You’re calling our children chocolate-crazed hoards?”

“That’s exactly what I said.”

“I think this calls for some tequila shots and keep them coming for the cuckoo blonde with the map,” Kol chuckled. 

“This isn’t funny,” she growled. “There are so many things we need to take into consideration. We need to make sure each egg is placed in the perfect place and there needs to be multiple hunting trails to correspond with age. That’s what these different colours represent.”

“I’m truly speechless,” Kol uttered. 

“I’d hardly call that speechless Kol but I have to say I’m liking this new side to you,” Caroline teased. “Look, we can’t have the sole two year-old lamb of the pack being ravaged by the nine year-old wolf. It just wouldn’t be fair.”

“Hey,” Elijah argued. “Watch who you’re calling a wolf, Forbes. That little lamb of your isn’t completely innocent.”

“I have truly entered the twilight zone.”

“Says the guy who insisted he was speechless only a few seconds ago,” Katherine snorted. “What did I tell you about poking the mama bear?” 

“Okay, okay,” Klaus intervened yet again. He thought it was her craziest plan yet but he also loved Caroline to death and needed to show some restraint unlike his siblings and their wives. “Break it up kids. This is a very thoughtful gesture and probably the prettiest map I’ve ever seen, sweetheart.”

“Just so you know,” she purred, pulling him closer and rubbing herself against him seductively. “If you’re going to try and water down my plan, I will withhold sex for the foreseeable future, Mikaelson.” 

The room fell deathly silent watching Klaus process that particular threat. By the looks of it, he wasn’t processing it so well. 

“And that’s the match ladies and gentleman,” Kol chuckled looking at Klaus’ stunned expression after the prolonged silence. “And to think I wanted to watch football tonight.” 

“You were all messing with me?” Klaus growled, whipping around to eyeball them all individually.

“After your Scrooge imitating Christmas stunt, that’s the least you deserved Mikaelson,” Caroline grinned, pulling him closer. “And of course my map is pretty? Did you expect any less, husband?” 

#ask #answered #thanks luv #great prompt #NikMik #eye of the tiger #klaroline drabbles #misssophiachase