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(Dons my best pair of librarian glasses and looks at the people assembled.) Good morning, class. Today we are going to cover chemistry. If you were looking for the class on anatomy, that is taught down the hall by Mr. Salvatore. SIT DOWN! That class is only taught on Thursdays and I’ve already claimed the front seat. (Clears throat) For research, don’t you know. Anyway, we are discussing the importance of chemistry in regards to soap operas. The Originals isn’t a soap opera but a drama, you say? Oh, honey, that’s a detention for you. I know there are people who wish to slag on the word soap opera, but the most critically praised shows are at their core soap operas, even if they wish to deny their nature. A soap opera is defined as “A serial drama, on television or radio that features multiple related story lines dealing with the lives of multiple characters. A crucial element that defines soap opera is the open-ended nature of the narrative, with stories spanning several episodes.” (Yeah, I wiki’d it. Sue me.) So along with Chicago Fire, The Gilmore Girls, and Grey’s Anatomy, you also have The Walking Dead, The Sopranos, and Breaking Bad, NONE of these shows being nearly as interesting if it weren’t for their continuing storyline nature and interpersonal relationships.
Those relationships are what I wish to discuss. A soap opera lives and dies on the chemistry between its main characters, and I don’t just mean sexual chemistry, but boy howdy is that a crucial component. Love, friendship, alliance, and adversity or only interesting if you give a damn about each player on the field. You want the screen to come alive when they are interacting, caring about the words and sub context of those same sentences. Will they kiss? Will they fight? Will they land a barb so perfect it scratches the inside of your television? Without those things, I may as well watch Dance Moms because those bitches are just as likely to kill you as a vampire.
What I am trying to say is, The Originals has a chemistry problem; a very serious one that if it isn’t addressed may lose one of its most vocal defenders. Me. The problem, of course, is not with our 4 main characters, Nik, Bekah, Elijah, and Marcel. These four, in any combination, practically crackle when they are together. I live for their scenes, especially any between Nik and Bekah because you never know if at any moment they may stab or kiss each other. (OK, they may never actually kiss, but in my head they can and that is all that matters!)
However, you cannot carry a soap opera on the backs of only 4 people, merely one woman and she is related to two of the men, one of which is currently residing in a box. (I’ll throw in my “Fuck you, Davina” early.) You have to bring in more characters. How can we have truly spectacular ‘ship wars with no ships? (FYI – there is no need for actual wars, but we all must admit to enjoying a bit of debate over who should be boffing who and who are actually soul mates. Let’s just try to keep the death threats to a minimum, shall we? Oh, and those amongst you who claim to be so above ‘ships? Lying liars who lie very badly. You may not declare sides, but it permeates every word you write, so stuff your more mature than thou attitude right up your holy …where was I?)
So let’s review the cast members other than the Originals and their contribution to the world of chemistry.
Marcel: It is never possible to have two alpha males residing on the same territory and not just because they will spend all their days peeing on things. When Nik and Marcel growl at each other menacingly, slash fanfiction triples in quantity and smuttiness. He is charming, brutal, and ever so egomaniacal. (Still talking about Marcel in case you thought I backtracked to Nik.) That combination ups the chemistry with all who he interacts with. Well, almost all.
Hayley: Even though she is not written as the brightest bulb, which is a shame because as we saw with Phoebe Tonkin’s portrayal of Faye she can play a character who thinks circles around the more pedestrian surrounding her, there is great potential. I love the possibility of Bekah having a real friend who actually will work with her and not just use her. Also, even though I denied the show was blatantly pushing this as others contended, she did have chemistry with Elijah. Elijah has a soft spot for damsels in distress, so Hayley is right up his alley and can you imagine the implications of that pairing while she carries Nik’s child? Like a possessive toddler, no one plays with Nik’s toys, whether he wants to play with them or not. (See also one Mikaelson, Rebekah.)
Davina: I am still working under the assumption that she is kin to Marcel, possibly his daughter. Their interactions are definitely interesting and she held her own when confronting Bekah. I cannot wait to see her with Nik who is obsessed with power and witches. She appears as a child, but her age may be a ruse. I can see Nik having some very uncomfortable thoughts about her. Remember kids, Elena was only 16/17 when Stefan and Damon fell in love with her, so it isn’t quite so creepy. However, her sheltered existence hinders her interactions. Let’s see how next week goes.
Sophie: I have seen nothing in her that makes her any more than the witch who is called in on a regular basis to do…stuff. And things. She is an OK character, but there is nothing more present to make us root for her. Unlike Bonnie who fulfilled the same role on TVD, there doesn’t appear to be untapped depths that are being squandered. She just is, which may sound horrible, but at least is a step up from our next gal.
Camille: Oy. What to say? She is the substance you throw on spills in a lab to whisk away all the proof you have that chemistry was ever going on here. Yes, she is just that bad. Marcel dances with Bekah and you can see how she is still affected by him. There is an undercurrent of heated desire which is snuffed out the moment Marcel trades partners and is now paired with Cami. She even makes Nik boring which I thought would be utterly impossibly. I don’t know if it is the character, but I fear it is the actress which means nothing can help this. You guys, I have concerns.
And those are it. These are the people who are supposed to suck us in every week. There are various other side characters who have yet to make their mark. They hopefully will step forward with interesting contributions; however I have seen nothing in their screen time so far to have me believe they will miraculously integrate themselves with the far superior leads. And the disgusting lack of strong female characters should offend every single person involved in a show aimed at women. That must be fixed immediately or I will be bra burning on the CW lawn and not just to get Joseph Morgan’s attention. In comparison, let’s look at The Vampire Diaries when it started. The following were all there from the onset and had amazing chemistry with each other, so much so that it was impossible to stay completely loyal to single pairings: Stefan, Damon, Elena, Caroline, Bonnie, Vicki, Jeremy, Jenna, Matt, and Tyler. This show will never survive without a stronger supporting cast. I am NOT reporting that gleefully. I want it fixed so I can stare at Dimples, Prom Queen, and Captain Suave for years to come.
Wait! There was a show this week and I was supposed to recap it! Yeah, this won’t take long. (Takes off my glasses, lets down my hair, and dances myself to an 80’s hair band right into the recap.)
Elijah’s voice intones his worries about the vicious turn his family has taken. This concern appears to be well-founded with the scene of Nik burning the bodies out in the open to destroy evidence. I can’t even burn leaves. Do NOT roast marshmallows over that twisted bonfire.
Hayley is super-pissed that the only brother who was nice to her is currently residing in a coffin because the brother who knocked her up needed a pawn to use as a sign of trust with Marcel. Rebekah just wants the good brother free before she is sucked back into Nik’s vortex of neediness. Oh, Bex, that happened the moment you drove within the New Orlean’s city limits. Elijah is never going to leave with you to abandon the pup and you cannot be without your family. Might as well get your Cajun drawl on now, sister, because you’re going to be a while.
Nik’s plan, as much as it is, basically involves asking very nicely for Elijah back. Now, if he flashes those dimples at me, I would give him anything he wanted including the pin number for my bank card, but Marcel is not so easily swayed. Nik has a plan B, (Kat would have a plan C, D, and E. Just saying.), and it is a simple one. War.
As we all knew, Marcel denies Nik’s request and Thierry feels the need to take a jab at Bekah. Right here I called his downfall. Nik may say and do whatever he wishes with Bekah, but another man even looks at her wrong and Nik will eviscerate him. Wave goodbye to Thierry, class!
Sophie is volunteered to do a locator spell for Elijah seeing as how Davina wiped Bekah’s mind of the creepy attic location. Every word that comes out of Bekah’s mouth is more magical than all the witchcraft on this show combined, but the way she bristles with indignation over the teen witch is delicious. Sophie doesn’t wish to wind up as her sister and seems hesitant to sacrifice one of her own. While I admire that thinking, Nik is correct about this being war and no war is won without sacrifice. In a battle involving vampires, witches, werewolves, a hybrid, and whatever the fuck Davina is, there will be more dead bodies to keep fueling the fire in front of Chateau Bloodbath. With the realization that the star-crossed lovers Thierry and Katie may be trading more than bodily fluids, the trio has found a witch to sacrifice and a way to bring down an enemy lieutenant.
Nik and Bekah use similar methods to extort this information from various extras. Nik’s use of a pitchfork to drain the vampire is a lovely touch while Bekah goes old school on Katie with the neck throttle. Big points to both.
Bekah drops in on the boring barmaid and discusses an old flame who she can’t seem to shake. Cami indulges in more boorish pop psychology and for an actual psych student she sure as crap is awful at this. Anyway, Bekah invites Cami to the Event of the Week, a ball thrown for vampires by Marcel. She intends to stay under Marcel’s skin for the way he dismissed her. Atta girl.
Nik convinces Marcel to roust the witches as a normal show of force and Thierry of course goes easy on Katie’s voodoo shop. He tries to detour Nik’s compelled, vamp minion, but the dude has orders. He goes straight for Katie’s jugular, which to Thierry’s credit, sets him into total protection mode. One dead minion later and Romeo must face the Prince of Verona for defending his Juliet. Killing another vampire is a capital offense, if you recall. Or as we see later, 100 years banished to the garden.
The ball begins and it is just as garish, tacky, ridiculous, and fabulous as I hoped. The show smacks you in the face with Bekah as the dark demoness and Camille as the pure angel while I want to barf. Bekah is so much more than simply a bitch and if these are my choices, I would walk into the dark every time. SHE IS A GODDESS AND THE REST OF YOU ARE PEONS BENEATH HER FEET. Eep. Camille does exactly one interesting thing and that is ask if Nik is Bekah’s on again, off again, beau and I giggle forever. Yes. Yes, he is.
The plan is set in motion. Nik had already placed a niggling of doubt in Marcel’s mind in regard to the talented horn player, thus the news of his actions sow the seeds of distrust. The kicker is the papers our dimpled devil had been working on earlier. No wonder he keeps parchment around! Nik planted a copy of the daywalker ring spell in Thierry’s things. This show has gone fully Shakespearean and I LOVE it! Nik created an Iago for Marcel’s Othello, which I find so much more interesting than the Romeo and Juliet bullshit. Paranoia is a given when you rule through force and intimidation, a lesson our Nik knows very well. Camille witnesses Marcel’s anger and…who cares.
Here comes Katie to save her doomed lover by mega-migraining and bone snapping the vampires as they try to move towards her. She is a torment of magic, awakening Davina who apparently channels bad horror movies and scribbles in charcoal onto an easel to show who is performing magic unlawfully. (SEE! She /is/ Klaus’s soul mate! Don’t send me hate.) What makes this so fabulous is our Mikaelsons have Sophie performing a locator spell for Elijah at the exact same time. Davina’s wires are crossed and she is unable to differentiate between the two. Just as Sophia nears where we could find Elijah, Nik steps in to snap Katie’s neck; another show of allegiance to Marcel. Brilliant. I do not for a second think he did it to undermine Rebekah and Sophie’s efforts. He had no way of knowing how far they were in the spell and probably hoped they were successful. This was just his ace in the hole in case they weren’t. Sophie wants to keep going, but Rebekah will not allow her to endanger herself as this puts Hayley in harm’s way. Nik asks for a show of trust in return by having Marcel release Elijah and he agrees. GIVE ME ELIJAH NOW!
Speaking of Hayley, she is back home and mind-melding with a random wolf in their yard. Tour guide, who this week received a name which I have already forgotten because I have no fucks to give about these random people, shows up and yadda yadda yadda, let’s find out if we need blue or pink teething rings and flea collars.
Nik comes home to a desolate Bekah and it is full on recriminations, accusations, and the normal fight which is never really about the thing they are fighting over but is about the years of baggage and sexual repression their asses have been dragging around FOREVER. “You disgust me.” With this my #Klebekah heart shatters all over the floor and I want to hug them both. They are doomed to forever circle each other in this twisted dance of love and hate until one of them breaks down and does…something. I know what that something would be if this were HBO, I’ll tell you that much. Sometimes you just have to fuck some sense into people. DON’T JUDGE ME.
Marcel shows his handsome mug to Davina and if that isn't a child rushing to hug a parent, I don’t know what that is. He has come to free Elijah, but Sabrina the Teenage Witch has other plans. Elijah is hers until she figures out how to kill an Original (Points up to the “fuck you” I already posted earlier.) Marcel now finds out what many who try to control a powerful entity learn – Dr. Frankenstein is the one at mercy to the whims of his monster.
Hayley tells Nik that it may be a girl she is carrying and the smile he hides from her is genuine. Auntie Bekah is going to have a SHIT FIT when she sees Nik doting on and spoiling another little girl. You know I’m right. Hayley conveniently leaves out the part where the witch who determined this also yammered on in another language THAT IS OBVIOUSLY LATIN BECAUSE THIS WAS A WITCH AND WITCHES YAMMER IN LATIN FOR FUCK’S SAKE PEOPLE MUST YOU MAKE HAYLEY LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT?!
So Hayley is giving birth to Damien. I wonder of you can cover up the 666 in her hairline with a cute bow?
(Dons my best pair of librarian glasses and looks at the people assembled.) Good morning, class. Today we are going to cover chemistry. If you were looking for the class on anatomy, that is taught down the hall by Mr. Salvatore. SIT DOWN! That class is only taught on Thursdays and I’ve already claimed the front seat. (Clears throat) For research, don’t you know. Anyway, we are discussing the importance of chemistry in regards to soap operas. The Originals isn’t a soap opera but a drama, you say? Oh, honey, that’s a detention for you. I know there are people who wish to slag on the word soap opera, but the most critically praised shows are at their core soap operas, even if they wish to deny their nature. A soap opera is defined as “A serial drama, on television or radio that features multiple related story lines dealing with the lives of multiple characters. A crucial element that defines soap opera is the open-ended nature of the narrative, with stories spanning several episodes.” (Yeah, I wiki’d it. Sue me.) So along with Chicago Fire, The Gilmore Girls, and Grey’s Anatomy, you also have The Walking Dead, The Sopranos, and Breaking Bad, NONE of these shows being nearly as interesting if it weren’t for their continuing storyline nature and interpersonal relationships.
Those relationships are what I wish to discuss. A soap opera lives and dies on the chemistry between its main characters, and I don’t just mean sexual chemistry, but boy howdy is that a crucial component. Love, friendship, alliance, and adversity or only interesting if you give a damn about each player on the field. You want the screen to come alive when they are interacting, caring about the words and sub context of those same sentences. Will they kiss? Will they fight? Will they land a barb so perfect it scratches the inside of your television? Without those things, I may as well watch Dance Moms because those bitches are just as likely to kill you as a vampire.
What I am trying to say is, The Originals has a chemistry problem; a very serious one that if it isn’t addressed may lose one of its most vocal defenders. Me. The problem, of course, is not with our 4 main characters, Nik, Bekah, Elijah, and Marcel. These four, in any combination, practically crackle when they are together. I live for their scenes, especially any between Nik and Bekah because you never know if at any moment they may stab or kiss each other. (OK, they may never actually kiss, but in my head they can and that is all that matters!)
However, you cannot carry a soap opera on the backs of only 4 people, merely one woman and she is related to two of the men, one of which is currently residing in a box. (I’ll throw in my “Fuck you, Davina” early.) You have to bring in more characters. How can we have truly spectacular ‘ship wars with no ships? (FYI – there is no need for actual wars, but we all must admit to enjoying a bit of debate over who should be boffing who and who are actually soul mates. Let’s just try to keep the death threats to a minimum, shall we? Oh, and those amongst you who claim to be so above ‘ships? Lying liars who lie very badly. You may not declare sides, but it permeates every word you write, so stuff your more mature than thou attitude right up your holy …where was I?)
So let’s review the cast members other than the Originals and their contribution to the world of chemistry.
Marcel: It is never possible to have two alpha males residing on the same territory and not just because they will spend all their days peeing on things. When Nik and Marcel growl at each other menacingly, slash fanfiction triples in quantity and smuttiness. He is charming, brutal, and ever so egomaniacal. (Still talking about Marcel in case you thought I backtracked to Nik.) That combination ups the chemistry with all who he interacts with. Well, almost all.
Hayley: Even though she is not written as the brightest bulb, which is a shame because as we saw with Phoebe Tonkin’s portrayal of Faye she can play a character who thinks circles around the more pedestrian surrounding her, there is great potential. I love the possibility of Bekah having a real friend who actually will work with her and not just use her. Also, even though I denied the show was blatantly pushing this as others contended, she did have chemistry with Elijah. Elijah has a soft spot for damsels in distress, so Hayley is right up his alley and can you imagine the implications of that pairing while she carries Nik’s child? Like a possessive toddler, no one plays with Nik’s toys, whether he wants to play with them or not. (See also one Mikaelson, Rebekah.)
Davina: I am still working under the assumption that she is kin to Marcel, possibly his daughter. Their interactions are definitely interesting and she held her own when confronting Bekah. I cannot wait to see her with Nik who is obsessed with power and witches. She appears as a child, but her age may be a ruse. I can see Nik having some very uncomfortable thoughts about her. Remember kids, Elena was only 16/17 when Stefan and Damon fell in love with her, so it isn’t quite so creepy. However, her sheltered existence hinders her interactions. Let’s see how next week goes.
Sophie: I have seen nothing in her that makes her any more than the witch who is called in on a regular basis to do…stuff. And things. She is an OK character, but there is nothing more present to make us root for her. Unlike Bonnie who fulfilled the same role on TVD, there doesn’t appear to be untapped depths that are being squandered. She just is, which may sound horrible, but at least is a step up from our next gal.
Camille: Oy. What to say? She is the substance you throw on spills in a lab to whisk away all the proof you have that chemistry was ever going on here. Yes, she is just that bad. Marcel dances with Bekah and you can see how she is still affected by him. There is an undercurrent of heated desire which is snuffed out the moment Marcel trades partners and is now paired with Cami. She even makes Nik boring which I thought would be utterly impossibly. I don’t know if it is the character, but I fear it is the actress which means nothing can help this. You guys, I have concerns.
And those are it. These are the people who are supposed to suck us in every week. There are various other side characters who have yet to make their mark. They hopefully will step forward with interesting contributions; however I have seen nothing in their screen time so far to have me believe they will miraculously integrate themselves with the far superior leads. And the disgusting lack of strong female characters should offend every single person involved in a show aimed at women. That must be fixed immediately or I will be bra burning on the CW lawn and not just to get Joseph Morgan’s attention. In comparison, let’s look at The Vampire Diaries when it started. The following were all there from the onset and had amazing chemistry with each other, so much so that it was impossible to stay completely loyal to single pairings: Stefan, Damon, Elena, Caroline, Bonnie, Vicki, Jeremy, Jenna, Matt, and Tyler. This show will never survive without a stronger supporting cast. I am NOT reporting that gleefully. I want it fixed so I can stare at Dimples, Prom Queen, and Captain Suave for years to come.
Wait! There was a show this week and I was supposed to recap it! Yeah, this won’t take long. (Takes off my glasses, lets down my hair, and dances myself to an 80’s hair band right into the recap.)
Elijah’s voice intones his worries about the vicious turn his family has taken. This concern appears to be well-founded with the scene of Nik burning the bodies out in the open to destroy evidence. I can’t even burn leaves. Do NOT roast marshmallows over that twisted bonfire.
Hayley is super-pissed that the only brother who was nice to her is currently residing in a coffin because the brother who knocked her up needed a pawn to use as a sign of trust with Marcel. Rebekah just wants the good brother free before she is sucked back into Nik’s vortex of neediness. Oh, Bex, that happened the moment you drove within the New Orlean’s city limits. Elijah is never going to leave with you to abandon the pup and you cannot be without your family. Might as well get your Cajun drawl on now, sister, because you’re going to be a while.
Nik’s plan, as much as it is, basically involves asking very nicely for Elijah back. Now, if he flashes those dimples at me, I would give him anything he wanted including the pin number for my bank card, but Marcel is not so easily swayed. Nik has a plan B, (Kat would have a plan C, D, and E. Just saying.), and it is a simple one. War.
As we all knew, Marcel denies Nik’s request and Thierry feels the need to take a jab at Bekah. Right here I called his downfall. Nik may say and do whatever he wishes with Bekah, but another man even looks at her wrong and Nik will eviscerate him. Wave goodbye to Thierry, class!
Sophie is volunteered to do a locator spell for Elijah seeing as how Davina wiped Bekah’s mind of the creepy attic location. Every word that comes out of Bekah’s mouth is more magical than all the witchcraft on this show combined, but the way she bristles with indignation over the teen witch is delicious. Sophie doesn’t wish to wind up as her sister and seems hesitant to sacrifice one of her own. While I admire that thinking, Nik is correct about this being war and no war is won without sacrifice. In a battle involving vampires, witches, werewolves, a hybrid, and whatever the fuck Davina is, there will be more dead bodies to keep fueling the fire in front of Chateau Bloodbath. With the realization that the star-crossed lovers Thierry and Katie may be trading more than bodily fluids, the trio has found a witch to sacrifice and a way to bring down an enemy lieutenant.
Nik and Bekah use similar methods to extort this information from various extras. Nik’s use of a pitchfork to drain the vampire is a lovely touch while Bekah goes old school on Katie with the neck throttle. Big points to both.
Bekah drops in on the boring barmaid and discusses an old flame who she can’t seem to shake. Cami indulges in more boorish pop psychology and for an actual psych student she sure as crap is awful at this. Anyway, Bekah invites Cami to the Event of the Week, a ball thrown for vampires by Marcel. She intends to stay under Marcel’s skin for the way he dismissed her. Atta girl.
Nik convinces Marcel to roust the witches as a normal show of force and Thierry of course goes easy on Katie’s voodoo shop. He tries to detour Nik’s compelled, vamp minion, but the dude has orders. He goes straight for Katie’s jugular, which to Thierry’s credit, sets him into total protection mode. One dead minion later and Romeo must face the Prince of Verona for defending his Juliet. Killing another vampire is a capital offense, if you recall. Or as we see later, 100 years banished to the garden.
The ball begins and it is just as garish, tacky, ridiculous, and fabulous as I hoped. The show smacks you in the face with Bekah as the dark demoness and Camille as the pure angel while I want to barf. Bekah is so much more than simply a bitch and if these are my choices, I would walk into the dark every time. SHE IS A GODDESS AND THE REST OF YOU ARE PEONS BENEATH HER FEET. Eep. Camille does exactly one interesting thing and that is ask if Nik is Bekah’s on again, off again, beau and I giggle forever. Yes. Yes, he is.
The plan is set in motion. Nik had already placed a niggling of doubt in Marcel’s mind in regard to the talented horn player, thus the news of his actions sow the seeds of distrust. The kicker is the papers our dimpled devil had been working on earlier. No wonder he keeps parchment around! Nik planted a copy of the daywalker ring spell in Thierry’s things. This show has gone fully Shakespearean and I LOVE it! Nik created an Iago for Marcel’s Othello, which I find so much more interesting than the Romeo and Juliet bullshit. Paranoia is a given when you rule through force and intimidation, a lesson our Nik knows very well. Camille witnesses Marcel’s anger and…who cares.
Here comes Katie to save her doomed lover by mega-migraining and bone snapping the vampires as they try to move towards her. She is a torment of magic, awakening Davina who apparently channels bad horror movies and scribbles in charcoal onto an easel to show who is performing magic unlawfully. (SEE! She /is/ Klaus’s soul mate! Don’t send me hate.) What makes this so fabulous is our Mikaelsons have Sophie performing a locator spell for Elijah at the exact same time. Davina’s wires are crossed and she is unable to differentiate between the two. Just as Sophia nears where we could find Elijah, Nik steps in to snap Katie’s neck; another show of allegiance to Marcel. Brilliant. I do not for a second think he did it to undermine Rebekah and Sophie’s efforts. He had no way of knowing how far they were in the spell and probably hoped they were successful. This was just his ace in the hole in case they weren’t. Sophie wants to keep going, but Rebekah will not allow her to endanger herself as this puts Hayley in harm’s way. Nik asks for a show of trust in return by having Marcel release Elijah and he agrees. GIVE ME ELIJAH NOW!
Speaking of Hayley, she is back home and mind-melding with a random wolf in their yard. Tour guide, who this week received a name which I have already forgotten because I have no fucks to give about these random people, shows up and yadda yadda yadda, let’s find out if we need blue or pink teething rings and flea collars.
Nik comes home to a desolate Bekah and it is full on recriminations, accusations, and the normal fight which is never really about the thing they are fighting over but is about the years of baggage and sexual repression their asses have been dragging around FOREVER. “You disgust me.” With this my #Klebekah heart shatters all over the floor and I want to hug them both. They are doomed to forever circle each other in this twisted dance of love and hate until one of them breaks down and does…something. I know what that something would be if this were HBO, I’ll tell you that much. Sometimes you just have to fuck some sense into people. DON’T JUDGE ME.
Marcel shows his handsome mug to Davina and if that isn't a child rushing to hug a parent, I don’t know what that is. He has come to free Elijah, but Sabrina the Teenage Witch has other plans. Elijah is hers until she figures out how to kill an Original (Points up to the “fuck you” I already posted earlier.) Marcel now finds out what many who try to control a powerful entity learn – Dr. Frankenstein is the one at mercy to the whims of his monster.
Hayley tells Nik that it may be a girl she is carrying and the smile he hides from her is genuine. Auntie Bekah is going to have a SHIT FIT when she sees Nik doting on and spoiling another little girl. You know I’m right. Hayley conveniently leaves out the part where the witch who determined this also yammered on in another language THAT IS OBVIOUSLY LATIN BECAUSE THIS WAS A WITCH AND WITCHES YAMMER IN LATIN FOR FUCK’S SAKE PEOPLE MUST YOU MAKE HAYLEY LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT?!
So Hayley is giving birth to Damien. I wonder of you can cover up the 666 in her hairline with a cute bow?