Here you go, guys. Chapter 2. Don't say you didn't ask for it. ;)

"Nik, STOP!" Kol screeched. "Get away from me! No, STOP!"

Kol dodged Klaus's attempts to grab him and managed to quickly dash for the door.

"I'm faster than you, Kol!" Klaus announced with a sly grin, chasing after him.

"No! Klaus, AHH!" Kol screamed bloody murder as Klaus caught him. Kol ducked and slung Klaus off of him, which left the hybrid twenty feet away and covered in grass stains.

"I liked this shirt!" Klaus growled, leaping to his feet and running at his brother again.

Kol's arms swung in all different directions as he ran through the grass in zigzag patterns. He craned his neck to see Klaus gaining distance behind him and let out a girlish shriek.

"Brother, please! I swear I won't speak of it ever again! I won't even – AHH!" Kol squealed as Klaus yanked his feet out from under him. They wrestled across the ground, quickly getting covered in grass and dirt. Klaus pinned Kol's arms to the ground and smirked wickedly.

"You see, little brother? This is what happens when you don't keep your mouth shut."

Kol's eyes widened in horror.

"BUT I HAVEN'T EVEN FIGURED OUT WHAT A CONDOM IS!"

Klaus shrugged. "No big loss. I certainly don't use them."

Kol raised a questioning eyebrow, but then closed his eyes with a wince and braced himself as Klaus lunged towards him. But he never felt anything. Kol opened one eye experimentally and then the other, confusion falling over his face as he touched his dagger-less chest.

"But," Kol stuttered. "But I thought you were going to – "

"Not this time, brother. But if you ever speak of that humiliating day ever again – "

"I won't, I promise!"

Klaus smirked down at his brother.

"Good," he said, pulling away from Kol and standing up, brushing off the grass from his clothes. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a beautiful girl waiting for me to give her a ride on my pony." Giving Kol one last smug look, Klaus spun on his heel and headed towards the stables.

Kol bit his lip to keep from laughing. He preferred to stay out of a coffin for the next hundred years, thank you very much.

"Now you just keep your hands right there, sweetheart," Klaus told Caroline as she sat on his, uh, mighty steed.

"Like this?" she asked, holding the reins tightly between her fingers.

Klaus smiled fondly. "Perfect. Now don't forget what I told you about getting him to run faster! The television may make it look like a simple task, but I assure you it can be much more dangerous than the Hollywood portrayal." Caroline raised her eyebrows at him, causing him to sigh. "In other words; don't kick him the side with your heels. Not only will it make him gallop halfway to Florida, but you could accidentally break one of his ribs. And of course I'd prefer that you don't hurt him; this just so happens to be my favorite horse."

Caroline gave him a shocked glance. "And yet you're letting me ride him?"

Klaus grinned. "You're allowed to ride anything of mine, love." Caroline narrowed her eyes at him but smiled nonetheless, then clicked her tongue and slowly rode off through the large, green field. Klaus stood with his arms crossed over his chest and a proud smile on his face. Just then, Rebekah, Kol, and Elijah joined him.

Klaus looked at his older brother with a smile.

"Ah, I see that you've stopped choking to death long enough to join us, 'Lijah," the hybrid announced with a smug grin.

Elijah cleared his throat.

"Yes, Niklaus, I have recovered; but I'm afraid your Persian rug will not."

Klaus deadpanned. He had loved that rug.

Kol wrapped an arm over Klaus's shoulder and let out a sigh.

"Great! I hated that old thing anyways," Kol said with a dismissing wave of his hand. "It was so last century."

Klaus rolled his eyes and Rebekah raised her eyebrows.

"And what would you know about the nineteen hundreds?" she asked. "In case your tiny brain has forgotten, you were in a coffin."

Kol smiled and looked to the sky. "At least I wasn't falling madly in love with a different person every week."

Rebekah's eyes narrowed.

"And at least I wasn't – "

"Enough!" Elijah cut her off, raising his hand to make them both stop. "You two are acting like children, and if you continue to do so, I shall punish you as such. Am I understood?"

Rebekah shot Kol a glare, to which he sighed in response.

"Yes, yes, we know the drill," Kol answered in exasperation.

The four siblings became silent as they watched Caroline. She was quite graceful, actually, as she smiled and galloped across the field.

The comfortable silence was broken as Kol snickered.

"Nik," he said, voice filled with mischief.

Klaus sighed heavily. "What is it, Kol?"

The younger brother let out a giggle. "Your horse is getting more action with your girl than you are."

Everyone was silent.

"'Bekah, do you know where I put that dagger?" Klaus asked.

"ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT!" Kol exclaimed. "I'm just saying!"

Klaus grinned deviously. "Just saying gets you into a wooden box, little brother."

Kol's eyes widened, Klaus's smiled grew larger, and Elijah and Rebekah watched with amusement as Kol dashed towards the house, Klaus following close behind him.

"NIIIIIK, NOO! I was just joking around! I didn't mean it!"

"Come here, you annoying wanker!"

"'Lijah, help! Save me!"

Rebekah turned to look at Elijah with a grin. "Aren't you going to make them stop?"

Elijah let out a sigh and wiped at the tea stains on his suit jacket.

"If I told those two not to cut off their legs, I would wake the next morning and have to push them both in wheelchairs. I believe a vacation is in order for me. So as the modern lingo goes: Peace out."

Rebekah's eyebrows went up to her hairline as Elijah whooshed away.

She shook her head. "I suppose I'm the last sane one in the family."

Reviews are awesome just like rides on Klaus's, uh, noble steed.