"You're lucky you're my daughter and I love you enough to go along with this charade."
Aurora pinched her eyebrows together as she stares up at her daddy. She take the miniature porcelain tea cup from his hand and pushed away her mommy’s homemade beignets.
“You’re lucky I invited you to my tea party. Not everyone can get in you know.” The young hybrid sassily told her grouch of a father.
The Original couldn’t help but to chuckle at his princess’ narrowed glare and furrowed tiny eyebrows. “You’re right.” He pulled his little one into his arms and kissed her dimpled cheek. “I am honored you invited me to your extravagant tea party.” Aurora pushed her lip out into a pout, not believing her daddy sugar coated words. Klaus poked her bottom lip playfully. “There’s no need for that. Put that away.” Aurora did as her daddy said, but still on the oust with him.
Klaus turned her around so her back was pressed against his chest and placed his chin on her tiny shoulder. “I love the spread you laid out for us. It almost looks like mommy’s when she have tea with her coven or your godmother.”
Aurora turned to her daddy, eyes sparkling with excitement when he mentioned the resemblance to her mother’s fine China. “Mommy had asked the craftsmen, Mr. Meng, to make me the same China sets she has for my tea parties.”
“Did you say thank you to Mr. Meng for making them for you?”
Aurora nodded her head. “Mhmm. He said I could come to his shop next time mommy pick up her next set. He said I could pick a pattern and he’ll make a tea set for my birthday.”
“Then you should make him one of your special flower arrangements you like to make, to show him your gratitude.”
The little one gasped liking the idea. “Can I, daddy?”
“You have to ask your mother if you could pick some flowers from her garden.”
“I can ask mommy to help me make treats for Mrs. Meng so she can have some with her afternoon tea she has with mommy when she visits.”
Klaus kissed the top of her daughter’s head. “That’s a brilliant idea. Now,” He nudged his little girl forward. “May I have some tea, please?”
Aurora placed the tea cup in front of him and placed a saucer plate with miniature buttermilk biscuits and crumpets. “You wants some honey for your biscuits, daddy?”
“No thank you, sweetheart. Can I pour you some tea?”
“Yes you may.” She tucked her tea dress Aunt Gigi brought her and sat down between her daddy and Mrs. Cuddles. “Can you pour some for Mrs. Cuddles too?”
“Of course.” Klaus finished pouring his daughter’s tea then moved to Mrs. Cuddles’ cup.
“Don’t forget Mr. Cuddles.”
Klaus inwardly cringed. He side eyed the chocolate brown bear next to Mrs. Cuddles. He hated that bear. Not the actual bear but the person who brought the stuffed creature.
“Sweetheart, I’m sure Mr. Cuddles doesn’t want any tea. Perhaps a juice box.”
Aurora folded her tiny arms over her chest. “Daddy, we talked about this.” And they did at least twenty times. This was the twenty first. “Mrs. Cuddles have to be with Mr. Cuddles.”
“He doesn’t.” He didn’t mean to sound firm but he was annoyed with the thing. His reason for hating it was -
“But Mr. Damon brought it for me.”
THAT! That was the reason!
Damon Salvatore brought his daughter (with out his permission!) the damn bear for her third birthday. Aurora went through the roof when the Salvatore pulled out the stuff animal. What made it worse was she had gotten the bear after Klaus gave her his present, which was a white gold charm bracelet.
He watched in horror as his daughter dropped the charm bracelet on the couch to run to the vile thing. It was as if time slowed down. It was torture.
“She ran to it, Bonnie.” Klaus complained to wife that night in the sanctuary of their bedroom. “Ran to it.”
“Nik, if you don’t let me and our baby sleep in peace, I’ll put you through your final death.” He didn’t, of course. Marriage was a wonderful thing.
Aurora never parted with the bear since she got it and Klaus hated it. “Love, what happened to the one I brought you?”
Aurora frowned deeper. “He’s in my room.”
“Don’t you think little Klaus deserve some tea too?”
“His name is NOT little Klaus. His name is Wolfkin and he’s not allowed to have tea with us.”
Klaus brows furrowed. “Why not?”
“Because he bit Mr. Cuddles.”
“Did he really?” Klaus didn’t even pretend to hide his smile.
“It’s not funny, daddy. Mr. Cuddles was in the hospital for weeks. He barely survived.”
Serves the bear right, the Original thought.
“Daddy, are you still upset that Wolfkins and Mrs. Cuddles got a divorce?”
Klaus pouted that rivalled his little girl’s. “Maybe.” He muttered lowly.
Aurora huffed but stood from her seat to wrap her tiny arms around Klaus’ neck. “Silly, daddy. You already got your Mrs. Cuddles.”
That made the hybrid shake with hollering laughter. His little girl knew him so well, all his children did. How did a monster like him ever get such precious treasures as his four little ones?
Klaus held Aurora closer and kissed the top of her dark curls. He breathed in deeply taking in her scent. She smelled of sunlight and wild flowers. She was in her mother’s garden today.
Another chuckle shook through him making Aurora body can shake with him. “You’re right, sweetheart. But do you know who you are to me?”
Aurora leaned away from him to stare up at her daddy. “I’m your little princess.”
“Little lady bug.”
“Your Cousin Lulu is the only one that calls you that. What else?”
Aurora took a moment to think about it puffing her cheeks out. “Oh!”
“Figured it out, did you?” She nodded her head. “What is it?”
“I’m daddy’s little girl!”
“Correct.” Klaus stood from seat and brought his little one with him. “Let’s get your mother and siblings to join us for tea.”
“Okay, daddy.” Aurora tucked her head in between her father’s chin.
Klaus turned to leave his study but not before he sneakily kick Mr. Cuddles off his chair. At the last minute Aurora seen the injured bear on the floor.
“Daddy, Mr. Cuddles fell off his chair!”
“He’ll survive. Besides,” Klaus looked down at her. “He survived a werewolf bite.”
“That’s true.” Aurora laid back on her daddy’s shoulder clutching his fuzzy sweater. “Mr. Cuddles gone through worse to protect Mrs. Cuddles.”
Klaus arched his eyebrow. “He didn’t have my bite yet.”
Aurora sprung her head up with a face that would have put the fear of God in him. He have seen that expression many times from his wife. His daughter have perfected the scowl in her early age. Bonnie would be proud.
“Daddy, stop it.”
Klaus snickered evilly into his daughter’s hair. “No promises, sweetheart.” He kissed her little button nose. “I can get quite jealous.”
Dang, some nights - when it’s just me and Amelia, and we’re watching Ponyo and eating Pocky for dinner - I just think how lucky I am to indulge in this amazing little girl all for myself~ I don’t have to share her with anyone and our memories together are just OURS!! And it’s so perfect and special and fleeting. And I just hope I can hold on to these incredible feelings for the rest of my life!!! :)
Harry and louis have waited for so long to finally spot the lucky little girl they’ve been wanting to adopt for years. Louis was getting impatient while Harry stays calm, full of hope as they enter the last adoption center for the day, hand in hand.
Once they get in, Louis’ eyes widen in happiness, “Erm, Harold, I think that’s her” He shoots a sheepish grin towards Harry. He follows Louis’ gaze and sees a little curly haired girl playing happily with her friends, her giggles echoes through their ears.
Louis talks to the head of the center, while Harry adores the little girl from a distance. She notices him and walks over “Are you my new daddy?”
Harry’s heart flutters from her gentle voice, his eyes started watering “Yes, I am. What’s your name, love?” She giggles “Stella”
Her eyebrows furrow from confusion “But where’s my mummy?” Harry’s face softens and replies “erm, well, you have two daddies, actually.” And points toward Louis’ direction.
IS IT WEIRD I CAN IMAGINE THIS HAPPENING IN IN THE NEAR FUTURE O MY GOSH