Eternal ➳ N. Mikaelson [COMPLETED]

➳ 57: when the levee breaks

ELIJAH and Klaus were having breakfast in the dining room, where Klaus was drinking a mimosa and looking pleased with himself. Elijah, however, did not seem amused, and scowled at his drink. Klaus noticed this and glanced at him curiously. "Is something the matter, brother? Can I fix you a drink, perhaps?" He sipped his own drink with a smirk and Elijah just rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Strangely enough, Klaus, I'm not in a mimosa mood." Elijah remarked in a bitter tone of voice.

Klaus shrugged with a wide smirk and laughed. "Fantastic! More for me."

"Ooh, I'll take you up in that offer though." Ingrid commented in interest as she walked into the room. She walked over to the table and poured herself a drink.

"Let's discuss strategy, shall we, Niklaus?" Elijah questioned with a slight glare. "Just wondering if you actually have one. We can begin with Mikael's ashes-- given that they are the main ingredient in our weapon against Dahlia, would you care to tell me where they disappeared to?" He gave his younger brother a sarcastic smile.

Klaus set down his drink, looking annoyed and put-out as he fake smiled. "Elijah! I have compelled the city's finest pastry chef for your own personal edification, and yet, you ignore my efforts in favor of needless concerns!"

"May I ask why we always have an extravagant breakfast every morning after a fight?" Ingrid questioned curiously and sat down next to Klaus. She motioned to the display before her and pursed her lips. "Seems like such a waste."

Rebekah then entered the room, looking tired and hungover. She shielded her eyes and waved her hand in the air, overwhelmed. "Can we stop talking so loudly?" She noticed the pot of coffee and sighed in relief. "Give me that." She walked over to pour herself a glass.

"Rebekah, the lush." Ingrid commented in laughter.

Klaus chuckled and smirked over at in amusement. "What's the matter? New witch body not up to last night's bender?"

Rebekah rolled her eyes and defended her stance. "So? I had a few." She sat down at the opposite end of the table from Klaus with a wince and rubbed her temples. "It's not every day you lose your father at the hands of your brother. Again."

Klaus laughed heartily and winked at his family. "Whoever said opportunity only knocks once, eh?" Elijah and Rebekah stared at him blankly and silently, and Klaus scoffed with an eyeroll. "Oh, come on! We all fled Mikael's tyranny together for centuries! I would have thought the mood this morning might be a bit more jubilant!"

"Under normal circumstances, the annihilation of our father would be rather commendable, Niklaus. Unfortunately, we have a greater threat to contend with." Elijah stressed.

Klaus hopped to his feet to pour himself another drink. "You know, for someone who's been invited to a celebratory breakfast, you're proving quite the buzzkill."

Elijah sighed deeply. "Well, Niklaus, if anything indeed has killed the--" He made air-quotes with his fingers. "--"buzz," as you say, perhaps it was because murdering Father alienated the one person who truly knows how to defeat Dahlia!"

"If Freya wants to be part of this family, she should be willing to accept us, warts and all!" Klaus argued with a smirk.

"Agreed. But I don't think that's easy for the weak minded." Ingrid remarked with a pointed look on her face.

"Elijah's right." Rebekah cut in with a shake of her head and frowned deeply. "Freya loved Mikael, and you've likely ruined everything."