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TVD 9x14 - Happy Friendsgiving! (Part 2)

Cut to – The Salvatore mansion cottage. Damon and Bonnie are showing Kai around; helping him settle in.

DAMON: Okay, it shouldn’t be hard to manage. Stay put, tune down the crazy, and don’t kill anyone. Think you can handle that?

KAI: The only thing I’ll have any trouble handling, is seeing your face on a daily basis. You have a rat face!

DAMON: Aw, ouchy! What are we, five?

KAI: Right back at you.

DAMON: Uhm, okay then…

BONNIE: Guys, it’s Thanksgiving, try to play nice.

KAI: He started it!

DAMON: Anyway, unlike you, we actually have plans. Don’t worry, we packed the fridge with blood bags and microwave dinners; sure you’ll find something that resembles turkey. Plus (points to a karaoke machine and a jukebox), you have plenty to keep you entertained; and (mocking) Miss Cuddlestein for company, so, looks like you’re set.

BONNIE: (Feeling bad for leaving him to have dinner on his own) Wait… (To Damon, telepathically) we can’t leave him alone, it’s Thanksgiving, it ain’t right.

DAMON: Bon, Care will kill you.

BONNIE: Doesn’t hurt to ask… (grabs her phone, sends a text. Keeps tele conversing with Damon as she waits for a reply).

DAMON: What about the others? They might not be ready for a Kai reunion just yet. Thought we were gonna ease them into it…

BONNIE: I know, but sometimes it’s better to rip off the band-aid; get it over with.

DAMON: Guess now is as good a time as any…

BONNIE: (Gets a reply) Care says it’s a go, as long as we keep him in line.

DAMON: I have a feeling this is going to be a long night…

KAI: (Looking at them with confusion, waves his hands in front of their faces; talks with a robot voice) Ground control to Bonnie and Damon … What the heck is up with you two?!

BONNIE: Sorry, we needed a little one on one.

KAI: Ooh, you two can do that?! Can you try with me, Bon, pretty please?!

BONNIE: Hellz no! One step at a time. For now, what are you waiting for? Go get ready…

KAI: Are you serious?!

BONNIE: You heard me, so go. Care will definitely kill me if you show up wearing that.

KAI: (Overjoyed) You don’t have to tell me twice! (rushes to his room to change).

BONNIE: Have I completely lost my mind?

DAMON: Oh, Bon-Bon, hate to break it to you, but you lost it the minute you let this (referring to himself) slice of crazy into your life.

BONNIE: Well, then it’s been worth it (smirks and kisses him. Kai runs out of his room, changed, and excited). That was fast!

DAMON: (Mocking) I’m sure you hear that all the time.

KAI: Ha, ha, funny, Damon. Anyway, I may not have my powers, but I still have some tricks up my sleeve (gives Damon a sarcastic wink). So (turns to Bonnie), how do I look?

BONNIE: That’ll do; let’s go.

KAI: Uhm, excuse me?! That’ll do? It’s okay, Bonster, you can say it, I look hot!

BONNIE: (Smirks, teasing) Not bad, but I’ve seen better (Damon wiggles his eyebrows and points to himself). Okay, let’s go; Care is starting to bombard me with “where you at” texts.

Cut to – Fell’s church tombs. Veritas and Lucinda are getting ready to head out for their mystery Thanksgiving party.

VERITAS: (As Lucinda looks at herself in the mirror, he holds her from behind, caresses her hair, and kisses her cheek) You look like a goddess, my love. We might not be in Paris, but I promise you this night will be unforgettable.

LUCINDA: I trust it will be. How much longer will we be staying here?

VERITAS: Not much, my mission is almost complete.

LUCINDA: Good. Small towns are not a fit for me.

VERITAS: They have their charm.

LUCINDA: Not this one… (Turns around, looks into his eyes) Be true with me; does this have something to do with her?

VERITAS: In a way, but it’s not what you think.

LUCINDA: Do you still love her?

VERITAS: Of course I do. I always will, she is my wife.

LUCINDA: But you have been apart for decades; she is your wife only by contract.

VERITAS: Nevertheless, a vow is a vow.

LUCINDA: Where does that leave me?

VERITAS: Exactly where you are; here with me. Is that not enough?

LUCINDA: It is… as long as you promise me this is forever…

VERITAS: Till eternity (kisses her). We must head out now, we are running late, and our host has a low tolerance for tardiness.

Cut to – Munich, Germany. Thanksgiving dinner party at Pietro’s mansion. Pietro and Sage have sneaked off to his study for some alone time. After a passionate quickie, they have a drink and chat.

PIETRO: (Hands her a glass of bourbon, looks at her in amazement) What are you?

SAGE: (Laughs) What kind of question is that?!

PIETRO: I’ve lived for hundreds of years, have had plenty of encounters, there is no way you are human…

SAGE: I’m not sure if I should be flattered or insulted.

PIETRO: It’s definitely not an insult… (kisses her). Listen, I have a proposal for you…

SAGE: (Teasing) Slow down there, I’m not that good (winks).

PIETRO: (Smirks) Oh, trust me, you are. But it’s not that kind of proposal, more like a business one.

SAGE: I’m all about business, what’s on your mind.

PIETRO: How would you like to be the medical head of a groundbreaking, and I’m talking life changing, secret project?

SAGE: Well, I can’t say yes or no, if you don’t tell me what the “secret” project is…

PIETRO: There are too many protocols involved with disclosing that, and if you are on board, we will eventually get there. But for now, I just need to know if it might be something you would be interested in. If it helps to persuade you, I’ll tell you that you would be a key player in bringing forward a new world order of prosperity.

SAGE: That sounds ambitious, bordering on pretentious… I’m in!

PIETRO: I knew you were the right person to ask… Now, how about another go at it before we rejoin the party. (He grabs her, sits her on his desk, and there they go again…)

Cut to – The underground facility; a luxury ballroom. The place, amongst so many high-tech areas, seems as if it has been stopped in time. An uncanny mix of people, all strange in both attire and manner, begin to arrive. Augustus, the party host, is greeting them. A beautiful woman, holding a child’s hand, approaches him.

AUGUSTUS: Hello, darling (kisses her). You look breathtaking.

TAMARA: Thank you, love.

AUGUSTUS: (Pads the kid’s head) Hey, buddy!

LITTLE EDWARD: Hello, daddy.

AUGUSTUS: Come, our table is over here (walks them to the table, asks a “waiter” to open a bottle of champagne to serve Tamara). You guys settle in, let me greet the rest of the guests, I’ll be back to join you soon.

TAMARA: Guess what, moy malen'kiy geroy, mommy made her famous apple pie!

LITTLE EDWARD: Yummy! My favorite.

TAMARA: I know (sweet smile). Oh, and don’t worry, no live turkey this year, pinky swear. Miss Feathers is already a hand full (they laugh).

Cut to – The Powell mansion. Anthony and the Madame are having an early Thanksgiving dinner.

ANTHONY: I’m glad Mr. Powell decided to attend the Salvatore party, he needs new friends.

THE MADAME: He needs friends, period.

ANTHONY: Now more than ever. He might say he is fine, but we both know that isn’t true. Something happened when he was away, I can see it in his eyes.

THE MADAME: Me too… But he is resilient, I’m positive he will snap out of it, sooner or later.

ANTHONY: I truly hope it’s sooner rather than later; it hurts me to see him struggle.

THE MADAME: I know, but trust that he will be fine, as long as we are with him.

ANTHONY: Always… On another subject; Madame, I don’t want to intrude in your matters, but that visitor you received the other night left me warry, and concerned for you…

THE MADAME: Always so perceptive, nothing gets passed you. I thank you for caring.

ANTHONY: Of course I care, Madame, you are family.

THE MADAME: (Can’t hold it back any longer, breaks down) Oh, Anthony, I have made so many horrible mistakes over my lifetime…

ANTHONY: We all have, but that doesn’t define us.

THE MADAME: But it does… our mistakes are what reflect who we really are.

ANTHONY: You don’t really believe that, do you?

THE MADAME: I believe there is a thin line, and once you cross it, there is no turning back. I’m going to tell you something, but I need you to promise me you won’t say a word, especially to Edward; I don’t want him involved in this.

ANTHONY: You have my word, Madame.

THE MADAME: That man that came to visit me, his name is Veritas, my estranged husband. He is the one that turned me into a vampire, my sire. He created a side of me that I buried a long time ago, along with him; or so I thought…

ANTHONY: The minute I opened the door, I could sense something very wrong about him.

THE MADAME: It goes way beyond wrong, dear. He is evil incarnate, sadistic and depraved.

ANTHONY: Why has he come seeking for you?

THE MADAME: To be honest, I don’t know, and that absolutely terrifies me. He told me he was passing through, and just wanted to stop by to say hello. But I know him well, and saying hello is the last thing on his mind. Wherever he goes, chaos, death and destruction, soon follow…

ANTHONY: I will double security immediately, and make sure he never steps foot in this house again.

THE MADAME: It’s not that simple. If Veritas wants something, there is no stopping him.

ANTHONY: So, what do you suggest we do?

THE MADAME: Pray that he gets what he’s come here for, without collateral damage, and moves on.

ANTHONY: Do you think he will return to see you?

THE MADAME: It didn’t seem like it was his intent, but as I said, you never truly know with him.

ANTHONY: Nevertheless, I will place more security on the estate, make sure everyone is on guard. And, I know you don’t want Mr. Powell involved, but I think you should warn him, just in case our prayers aren’t heard.

THE MADAME: You are right, Anthony, as usual. I will talk to him tomorrow. (Looking sad) I was really hoping he would never find out about that part of my life…

ANTHONY: Madame, Mr. Powell loves you. He knows who you truly are. No matter what you have done in the past, he will keep loving you in spite of.

THE MADAME: (Sighs) I can only hope…

ANTHONY: No need for hope, Madame, that is a fact.

THE MADAME: Anthony, what would we ever do without you? You are the soul of this uncanny family of ours, never forget that.

ANTHONY: And I am forever grateful to be a part of it. (Puts his champagne glass up for a cheer) Happy Thanksgiving, Madame.

THE MADAME: Happy Thanksgiving, Anthony.

Cut to – the Salvatore mansion. Stefan, Caroline, Margo, Sergei, Iker, Katherine, Edward, Matt, Khuyana, Tyler and Lexi are having some drinks in the living room, waiting for the rest to arrive. Bonnie, Damon, and Kai, walk inside.

KAI: (Socially awkward and enthusiastic) Hey everyone, miss me?

DAMON: (Looks at him with a “uhm, no” face, given the resemblance of his greeting to the massacre wedding one). Really?

KAI: What?

DAMON: Just try to act like a normal person, at least through dinner.

KAI: Pot calling the kettle.

DAMON: That literally makes no sense... (To himself) I knew this was a terrible idea!

KAI: Well, who cares what you think, Bon-Bon invited me, so deal with it.

DAMON: Oh god, this is definitely going to be a long night (walks away, goes to greet everyone, and grab some drinks at the bar).

BONNIE: (Addressing the elephant in the room) Hi everyone, I know this might be awkward, and I’m to blame for that. Please bear with me, I assure you he’s harmless. And, if he gets on your nerves, just pretend he’s a funny looking alien wearing a tutu, trust me, it does the trick. Okay, now that that’s out of the way… (Damon hands her a drink) Happy Friendsgiving!

ABBY: (Who has just walked in with Klaus and Danae) I’ll cheer to that…

BONNIE: (Turns around) Mom...? What are you doing here?

KLAUS: She’s my plus one, love.

ABBY: Hello, Bonnie…

BONNIE: What the hell is going on?

DANAE: (Feeling the awkwardness of the moment) I’m going straight for the bar.

KLAUS: I’m coming with.

BONNIE: What is this, mom? You disappear, yet again, for years; and then you show up here, like it’s nothing… And, what are you doing with Klaus?! You know what, I don’t even wanna know, just stay away from me and we’ll be fine.

ABBY: Bonnie, please, I…

BONNIE: I said, I don’t want to hear it.

(She walks away, goes into the kitchen. Caroline and Damon follow her).

KATHERINE: (Entertained by the messiness of the situation) This is gonna be a fun night!

STEFAN: (Gives her a look) Katherine…

KATHERINE: Oh, come on, Stefan; have a little sense of humor! Kai, Bonnie’s mom, Klaus, me… this party is a recipe for disaster, you know it.

STEFAN: Well, when you’re right, you’re right. I say, let’s get drunk and ride it along.

KATHERINE: I love the way you think. Bourbon or tequila?

STEFAN: I think it’s a tequila kinda night.

KATHERINE: On it (goes to the bar, Kai is serving himself a drink). Malachai Parker, can’t believe they really let you out! I know Bonnie is bad-shit crazy, but I never expected this…

KAI: Katherine, the baddest bitch of all… So, where’s the man suit? I think I liked you better in that, and with some duct tape on your mouth… you talk too much.

KATHERINE: Listen, you might have everyone else fooled with this new persona of yours, but I know you Kai, the real you; so I’ll be watching you closely…

KAI: Ooh, kinky, Kitty Kat, but I’m not into that anymore. Our little hell “thingy” was just a temporary slip. You really need to get over it.

KATHERINE: (Sarcastic laugh) Oh, please, Mr. Minuteman, you wish, … Anyway, let’s try to keep things civil, just know I have my eye on you.

KAI: Well, take a picture and it will last longer.

KATHERINE: Really? That’s your come back?! Maybe you really are harmless…

KAI: Don’t hold your breath on that.

KATHERINE: Aw, just keeps getting worse (walks away).

Cut to – The Salvatore kitchen.

BONNIE: The balls on that woman, can you believe her?!

CAROLINE: Bonnie, I’m so sorry, I had no idea Klaus would be bringing her. I didn’t even know they were friends.

BONNIE: Knowing my mother, they’re much more than “friends”.

DAMON: Abby and Klaus? Makes no sense!

BONNIE: Nothing about Abby makes sense.

CAROLINE: I’m more than happy to ask them to leave.

BONNIE: No, it’s okay, Care, I’m not gonna let it affect me. Just had to vent for a bit, but I’m fine. She’s not ruining our Friendsgiving.

DAMON: Are you sure, Bon?! I can literally throw them out…

BONNIE: I’m sure. How much crazier can it get? I say, let’s get drunk and just ride it along. It might actually be kinda fun.

DAMON: I’m in!

CAROLINE: Oh, me too! Right after I serve dinner, of course… Nah, who am I kidding?! I’m already a little drunk… So, brace yourselves, control freak Caroline is off! (Serves them a shot of tequila) To an insane and careless Friendsgiving dinner! (They chug the shot).

BONNIE: Care, but you worked your ass off cooking all day, we at least have to make it through dinner with some sort of decency…

CAROLINE: Not exactly. I mean, we did work all day on it, but we got “distracted” at some point, and it all went downhill from there…

BONNIE: So, where did all this food come from?

CAROLINE: Uber eats… (they laugh). Oh, god, the Mayor… this is so embarrassing! I promised him a five-star menu!

BONNIE: Edward is cool, he won’t mind. If anything, I think he’ll appreciate a little recklessness.

DAMON: With the amount of pressure on that man’s back, I’m sure he will.

CAROLINE: Well, what’s important is that we are all together (Stefan walks in).

STEFAN: Guys, things are getting really awkward out there… I need some back-up.

CAROLINE: (Serves him a shot) We’ve decided to let go, and just enjoy! Whatever happens, happens!

STEFAN: Oh, I’m already three, more like four, steps ahead of you ...

(Suddenly, they hear Kai’s voice on a mic… “Happy Friendsgiving everyone! This is a little thank you wink for my long-lost friends”. He starts singing Alanis Morissette’s - Thank U)

DAMON: Oh, this just keeps getting better and better… (Caroline serves them another shot, they chug it, laugh, and rejoin the group)

CAROLINE: (Takes the mic from Kai to .an announcement) Okay everyone, we are going to change this year’s dynamic, drastically. Dinner is officially a self-serve, whatever you want, whenever you want, banquet in the kitchen, so help yourselves. Entertainment station has already been set by my… whatever he is. And, well, you already know where the bar is. Happy Friendsgiving everyone!

Cut to – Munich, Germany. Thanksgiving dinner party at Pietro’s mansion. Sam and Elena are dancing.

SAM: Seemed like your friends were having a lot of fun. Was it just me, or were they really drunk?

ELENA: Oh, they totally were, I know my people. Usually we wait till after dinner, guess they got a head start this year (They laugh).

SAM: They’re so funny; love them. I’m glad you got to talk to them, I know you really miss them; and from what I saw, they are really missing you too.

ELENA: (Excited) Well, I’ll see them very soon for Care’s wedding, thanks to you. I can’t wait!

SAM: I can only imagine. And she has no idea you’re going?

ELENA: Absolutely clueless, Bonnie set the whole thing up so we could surprise her at her bachelorette.

SAM: I’m sure that will be the best gift you can ever give her. I’m really sorry I can’t come with; but we need to save money, and travels for two just goes up way too high.

ELENA: I totally understand; the fact that you surprised me with the plane ticket was more than I could ever ask for. Thank you, you have no idea how much this means to me (kisses him).

SAM: No thanks required; nothing makes me happier than seeing you happy. And trust me, I twirled around with the idea of asking my family for money so we could both go; but that would destroy my point of being able to make it on my own, without their trust fund.

ELENA: I know, and I admire you so much for that.

SAM: We still need to figure out your lodging. Are you staying at the mansion?

ELENA: Oh no, that would be way too weird. I’ll ask Matt if I can stay with him.

SAM: Great; well let me know what he says, and if not, I’ll arrange a hotel.

ELENA: You’ve already done more than enough; don’t worry, I’ll figure it out. Again, thank you; you are the best; I love you.

SAM: I love you too (kisses her, they continue to dance).

Cut to - The Salvatore living room. Stefan is pouring himself a drink, Kai joins him.

KAI: Estefan, long time no see. How you been, buddy?!

STEFAN: Seriously?! You really are as crazy as they come.

KAI: Oh, come on, don’t be that way. I’m just trying to make friendly conversation; give me a chance…

STEFAN: Well, I’m no angel, so I’m not the one to judge. Tell you what, I’ll give it a try, but meet me have way, and try not to act so creepy.

KAI: Deal! So, I heard you died a few years back; man, being dead sucks, am I right?!

STEFAN: It sure does.

KAI: Hey, look on the bright side, at least you weren’t stuck in hell. That place made the prison world seem like a day-spa!

STEFAN: I can imagine… (awkward silence) Well, this got awkward real fast… You can’t say I didn’t try.

KAI: Baby steps. For now, (holds his glass up) to new beginnings!

STEFAN: Ah, what the hell, I’ll drink to that.

Cut to – Damon and Iker hanging out in the backyard patio.

IKER: Man, this is the weirdest Thanksgiving I’ve ever been at; but the best one, no doubt! Thanks for inviting me, bro.

DAMON: Of course, you are one of us now! Told you, you’re in for a crazy ride.

IKER: And I’m lovin every minute of it!

DAMON: It’s hard not to. No matter how insane it gets, it’s totally worth it.

IKER: So, from what I saw, seems like your mother-in-law is a hand full.

DAMON: Oh, man, you don’t even know the half of it.

IKER: Take it Bonnie and her mom aren’t on good terms?

DAMON: Well, let’s just say Bonnie’s mom ain’t winning an award for mother of the year. She left her when she was a kid, and when they finally reunited, she left again; then again, then again…

IKER: I can relate.

DAMON: I hear you, brother. Although, I have to admit, out of all the times she fled, one was probably my fault. I was the one that turned her into a vampire.

IKER: TF! Are you kidding me? (Cant help but laugh at the irony)

DAMON: Nop. Figure that’s one of the main reasons she hates my guts. But, ironically, she actually loves being a vampire. In a weird way, I think I did her a favor.

IKER: Doubt she sees it that way.

DAMON: Oh, she definitely doesn’t.

IKER: And how is Bonnie holding up, with her mom showing up like that…

DAMON: Not great, that’s for sure; but she won’t admit it. I’m hoping she’ll hear her out though. Not for her mom, but for herself.

IKER: Have you talked to her about it?

DAMON: Not yet, I’m waiting for the tequila to do its magic. Bonnie has a very high tolerance for alcohol.

IKER: She truly is the perfect match for you.

DAMON: No doubt. (Abby approaches them).

ABBY: Sorry to interrupt. Damon, can I talk to you for a minute?

IKER: I’ll leave you two alone. (To Damon) I’mma get me another drink, see you inside (he leaves).

DAMON: I’m not the one you should be wanting to talk to…

ABBY: I know, and if Bonnie would let me near her, I would definitely not be looking to talk to you.

DAMON: Not the best conversation starter.

ABBY: Sorry, it’s just that this is not going how I expected, at all…

DAMON: All due respect, but what did you expect?

ABBY: Well, I knew she’d be upset at first, but thought that maybe, after a drink or two, she’d finally budge.

DAMON: Budge? Seriously? Do you have any idea what Bonnie has been through the last few years?

ABBY: I know…

DAMON: No, you don’t. So, don’t show up here pretending like you do.

ABBY: Damon, please, give me a chance to explain.

DAMON: You don’t have to explain anything to me. I’m not the one you hurt.

ABBY: I had no choice…

DAMON: There’s always a choice, but, again, preaching to the wrong choir. Listen, if you want my advice, all I can tell you is this; if you really care, show her how much you love her, not how much you are sorry… Maybe that’s a good place to start. Anyway, I’m going back inside; think about what I said (walks away).

ABBY: Damon… (he turns around). Thank you for taking care of her… (he nods, then keeps walking).

Cut to – The Salvatore kitchen, Edward is finishing his self-served dinner plate.

CAROLINE: I’m so sorry for the mess, Mayor. I know this was not what you were expecting.

EDWARD: Please, Caroline, call me Edward. And, this is absolutely perfect, just what I needed. Thank you for having me.

CAROLINE: Any time!

EDWARD: And, it’s not that I am not enjoying myself, but I will be needing to leave soon. I have a midnight mass to attend to.

CAROLINE: I thought they only held midnight mass on New Year’s…

EDWARD: They do, this is more like a personal favor. Thanksgiving was my mother’s favorite holiday. After she passed, I made it a tradition to hold a mass in her honor.

CAROLINE: That’s beautiful. I didn’t know you were a religious man.

EDWARD: Well, not really, more like a WASP (he smirks; takes his plate to the sink).

CAROLINE: Oh, please, just leave it. We’ll deal with the mess later.

EDWARD: Are you sure? I can clean a plate…

CAROLINE: I’m sure, thank you.

EDWARD: Okay, well, I’m going to join Matt for a bit, before I head out. Thank you again, this really has been lovely (walks out, as Kai makes his way in. He sneaks behind Caroline as she is clearing Edward’s plate).

KAI: (Teasing) Hello, Clarice…

CAROLINE: (Jumps in a scare) Holy shit, Kai, you scared the hell out of me! And, uhm, hello, Clarice?! No, no, no, not funny! What’s wrong with you!?

KAI: Oh, come on, it’s a little funny. But, joking aside, I want to apologize for everything I put you, Alaric, and the girls through. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.

CAROLINE: There is no way you can ever make up for what you did. Just hope that maybe, someday, we will be able to be in the same room as you, without wanting to drive a butcher knife through your heart.

KAI: And I will be forever grateful if that moment ever comes… For now, just know that I am truly remorseful, and that I will fight like hell to prove it to you.

CAROLINE: Well, it doesn’t hurt to try…

KAI: Baby steps…. Anyway, just wanted you to hear that. Want some help cleaning the plates?

CAROLINE: No, it’s fine, I’m not even going to attempt it. (Points to the food) Help yourself (she leaves, soon after Bonnie walks in).

KAI: Hey, Bonster, want some turkey?

BONNIE: I’m good, thanks.

KAI: How you holding up?

BONNIE: I should be the one asking you that.

KAI: My mother wasn’t the one to show up out of the blue, thank god.

BONNIE: Oh, that… I’m cool.

KAI: I don’t think you are.

BONNIE: Kai, it’s one thing to try to give you an opportunity, it’s a whole other ballgame to talk to you about my personal life.

KAI: I understand, just know that I’m here for you.

BONNIE: Thank you…

KAI: What about some apple pie?!

BONNIE: Ah, what the heck, why not. (He serves her a slice; she takes a bite) Mm, it’s good…

KAI: (takes a bite and almost immediately spits it out) Yeah, if you have horrible taste! Which, judging from Damon and this pie, you obviously do.

BONNIE: (Can’t help but laugh a bit) Shut up.

KAI: (Smirks) Just saying, there’s a pattern there…

Cut to – the backyard patio. Abby is lying on the grass looking at the stars; Klaus joins her.

KLAUS: Magnificent, isn’t it?

ABBY: It sure is… Reminds me of her; so beautiful.

KLAUS: We knew it wasn’t going to be simple.

ABBY: She can’t even stand being in the same room as me, how am I supposed to get her to talk to me.

KLAUS: A couple of things come to mind, but that would be unethical, to say the least. Don’t give up, love; it’s like that Laya song you like to play, if at first you don’t succeed, dust yourself off and try again…

ABBY: (Laughs) It’s Aaliyah; but you have a point. Giving up way too fast has always been my worse flaw.

KLAUS: Our flaws are what make us interesting. And, although we might not be able to change who we are, we can try to do right by the people we love. But these things take time… and I know how important this is for you. If it is what you want, we can move back here for a while, or for however long it takes…

ABBY: You would do that? You love New Orleans…

KLAUS: Not as much as I love you (kisses her).

ABBY: Thank you for being here for me, for understanding.

KLAUS: Love, you have shown me a side of myself I never knew I could possibly be. I am with you, Abby Bennett, through thick and thin.

ABBY: As am I, Klaus Mikaelson (they kiss). Not to cut this moment short, but I think we should head out now.

KLAUS: Do you want to go inside, say thank you and goodbye?

ABBY: I think I’ve caused enough distress for one night. Let’s leave the thank yous’ and goodbyes’ for a better time.

KLAUS: Well, we can always send them a thank you card tomorrow.

ABBY: I don’t think people do that anymore, but we are not normal people, so, a thank you card it is. Okay, let’s go then, we got some packing to do.

Cut to – the Salvatore living room. Matt, Khuyana, Edward, Danae, Margo and Sergei have called it a night. Damon, Bonnie and Iker are giving it their best shot at the karaoke machine. Caroline, Stefan, Tyler and Lexi are talking and having some good laughs. Kai and Katherine are having a drinking competition.

TYLER: Gotta say, this night, as crazy as it has been, turned out to be the best Friendsgiving ever.

LEXI: I second that! Totally unconventional, you two really pulled it off.

CAROLINE: Oh, I stopped trying the second our bird came out looking like a desiccated tomb stone.

STEFAN: I threw the towel once Kai took ownership of the mic (they laugh).

TYLER: Who would have ever thought we would be hanging out with these people?

STEFAN: Who would have ever thought us three would come back to life…

CAROLINE: Well, that’s Mystic Falls in a nutshell, beats the shit out of Wonderland.

LEXI: Except, the creatures seem to be cuter down the rabbit whole.

CAROLINE: Don’t know about that, but they definitely make more sense than we do… (They continue to laugh).

BONNIE: My turn to choose the song, let’s see what’s on the menu…. Ooh, perfect! Ready?! (Smirks, and plays Will Smith’s Men in Black. As soon as the song comes on, Kai vamp speeds to join them. Not even a minute later, the rest are dancing along. They nail the choreography; Kai hitting the high notes in full queen Whitney mode).

The gang continues to have a weirdly fun, and happy Friendsgiving time.

Cut to – the underground facility, luxury ballroom.

AUGUSTUS: Ah, the infamous Veritas Dracul. I have been expecting you, since an hour ago. You are late.

VERITAS: Do pardon our tardiness, we had some matters to attend.

AUGUSTUS: Lucinda, I take it? (Kisses her hand) Lovely to finally meet you.

LUCINDA: Lovely to meet you two… I’m sorry, but who are you?

AUGUSTUS: (Smirks) An old friend of Veritas. I take it he never mentioned me. I’m hurt.

VERITAS: Nothing personal, my friend. I just find it exhausting trying to explain the complexity of our relationship. But now that you have been introduced; let us move along. I have something for you (hands him a black box); a gift from our dear friend, Pietro.

AUGUSTUS: (Grins) I’m sure I’ll love it. And, as promised, I have something for you too… (hands him a cleric box). Straight from the Fell’s church altar. Trust me, that was not easy to get. You owe me one.