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Honor the Ancestors
Still stuck in 1994 with Kai, Bonnie continues a tradition she had lost along with her Grams when that time of year comes around.
After she sent the bear away with her magic things turned in to one giant worldwide game of cat and mouse. Kai reveled in it. Bonnie was tired, but she never lost her fight.
He had done his math, today was Samhain, and he couldn’t wait to find Bonnie to celebrate—he had so many plans most of which wouldn’t be pleasant for her. He found her easier than he thought—in Mystic Falls— too predictable he might add which had him worried it was a trap. She was in Sheila’s old house so he figured the loneliness got to her.
He went to open the door and saw that she locked it. He chuckled to himself. We’re in my world—there’s no such thing as a locked door. He carefully picked the lock and continued to barge his way in.
He expected the death of some kind when he walked in but nothing. In fact, the entire house seemed silent. If he wasn’t so attuned to her he would have thought she wasn’t there. He followed the dim lighting. She was in the dining room sitting at a larger table with several empty seats. In front of each of the seats, there were candles lit.
She was eating what looked to be stuffing with apples celery and walnuts. He couldn’t be sure though because it was a lot darker than any stuffing he’d ever eaten. She took a sip of some amber liquid completely ignoring his presence.
“A dinner party without me, how rude.” He said with fake indignation.
He went to sit in one of the many empty seats when she stopped him. “Not there, that’s Amelia’s place.” He moved one seat over. “Not there either that’s Grams.”
He aimed for another seat but by the look on her face, he could see it wasn’t a seat for him. “Is there a chair here not occupied by one of your imaginary friends.”
“They aren’t imaginary friends, they’re my ancestors.”
“I don’t care who they are I just don’t want my head taken off over someone who doesn’t exist.”
She glared at him. “You can sit at the end of the table.” The seat that as farthest from her.
He unceremoniously started piling food from the middle of the table onto his plate. He took one bite and his face scrunched in dissatisfaction. “You know, cooking, not one of your strong suits Bon Bon.” She continued to ignore him.
He looked around the room and noticed more things about it. There was an altar in the corner of the room—it wasn’t very organized, but it looked important. It was filled with knickknacks—things he wouldn’t think twice about but they were important enough for her to put at an altar.
“So you want to tell me what’s going on? I was expecting more of a fight, but dinner party for the dead works for me too.”
“Do you know what today is?”
“Of course, I was going to have so much fun torturing you. I still could,” he added.
“I don’t know how you celebrated Samhain in your house, but this is how we celebrated in mine”
“Yeah, ours was a lot more chaotic. Would have been my favorite holiday if we didn’t have to sacrifice the goat.”
“Let me get this straight, you have absolutely no problems killing your own siblings, but you draw the line at goats.”
“The goat never did anything. It was completely innocent, why should it die?”
“Because you’re all about preserving innocence.”
“Couldn’t give a shit about that. That just wasn’t how I wanted to spend my Halloween night when I could have been eating candy like every other kid.”
“I guess I get that. Grams used to do this every year on Halloween. I hated it. I didn’t understand why we couldn’t just go trick or treating like everyone else, but then my mom left and my dad didn’t let me near anything magic related, so it became a non-issue. I didn’t realize until later how important it was. My ancestors sacrificed themselves for the greater good over, and over again, they deserve something for that.” Bone had a faraway look as she stared at the pace for her Grams.
“Cheers to that,” he said grabbing the drink he made himself. He took a sip expecting the burn of bourbon and was pleasantly surprised when it was cider.
Bonnie broke out of her reverie and went back to her meal. “What about you? Do you have any ancestors you want to honor?”
“God, no. Nobody in the Gemini coven has ever done anything good enough to worth honoring for. Why do you think we killed goats each year?”
“Everybody has their own traditions.”
“I suppose they do.” He took another sip of cider. “Each and every one of your ancestors died sacrificing themselves, why are you so determined to join them?”
“I’m not, that’s why I invited you here.”
“What?”
“Did you really think it’d be that easy to find me?”
“No,” he said smiling.
“What do you say we get out of this hell hole?”
With a maniacal smile, he said, “I always win.”
Kai: You have really nice hands, really soft.
Bonnie: Good to hear because you’re stuck with them forever.
Rebekah: Now that you’re done flirting with the bride can I get back to officiating your wedding?
I don’t know what else to add, I just live for this headcanon. It would explain his fascination with Bonnie, it’s not just that she’s the first woman he’d seen in 18 years but it’s her specifically.
I mean we always saw that in the different interactions he’s had with the other characters. First example that comes to mind is when he kidnaps Elena and tortures her. Compare that to when he hurt Bonnie. 1) he’s a lot more close and personal, 2) he tries to take care of her after with the exception of when he left (although if you ask me he had to have patch her up in someway because she should have just bled out) and 3) he’s a lot more personal with her in the details he tells her, he makes sure she’s listening to his story with Elena he just talked because he wanted to talk. It was part of the appeal of Kai, he wanted nothing to do with Elena or Caroline, he only had eyes for Bonnie even when she wasn’t the only option he had, she wasn’t his last resort.
Anyway this idea goes right along with the headcanon that Bonnie has an orgasm every time he siphons her–it’s euphoria for both of them.
Yaasss, bitch I’m forever bitter. With all the things that were wrong in season 4 I held on hope that I would get a dark!Bonnie storyline which is why I was never quite able to let go of Shennett as a ship. They were like my Bonkai before Bonkai was a thing in that he showed her the dark facets of her self and helped her hone them.
Of course, that storyline went into the nomans land of potential, Shane’s killed off and Bonnie soon followed and all hope was lost until Bonkai–and it was even better than before.
And then it was more devastating than before because here we have these two evenly matched powerful characters and we couldn’t even get hate sex 😭😭😭.
But yes give me that version of the show where Bonnie and Kai are aligned together against the MFG, where they have the tension of 7×21??? the huntress storyline, and even the moral alignments of that episode because that was one of the very few times they didn’t make her the bad guy for going against the main characters. Bonnie eventually breaks free and then actually goes to find herself like said she was when she died at the end if season 4 and then essentially what happens in the tags of my “Bonnie’s Alternate Wardrobe Season 5” post.
Tyler: There are two types of beings in the universe: those who dance, and those who do not.
Jeremy: I get it, yes. I am a dancer, Bonnie is not.
Tyler: You need to find a woman who’s pathetic, like you.
At first Bonnie would be apprehensive. While she understood the sentiment she was always conditioned to just let things go, bad thing always happen when she held a grudge. But then Kai happened taught her to be selfish, made her realize that she deserved retribution.
She nearly killed Klaus once, but she was stopped by her friends. She nearly killed Damon once but she stopped by her friends too. There’s no one there to stop her now.
While sex with Kai is really really hot, it’s also really really inconvenient. Every time they fucked there was always the probability of death, she kept a weapon nearby just in case while they were in 1994, but death from the elements, it was almost as though the universe was trying to keep them apart. She almost broke it off a few times, she couldn’t in good conscience put that many lives at risk, but she always succumbed, he was her weakness. They eventually came to compromise, staying in sparsely populated areas, but his impulsiveness was sure to be the death of someone.