Until a few weeks ago, life was good. Everything was as it should be in Mystic Falls. You knew who the good guys were. You knew who the bad guys were. And you knew who was riding the fence.
And you know what? I was perfectly content hating Klaus. In fact, every single week I looked forward to hating him more and counting down the days until someone figured out how to get rid of him. He is an evil jerk with zero redeemable qualities. He killed Jenna, then Elena (temporarily). He stabbed his brother, the sexy Elijah, in the heart. He blackmailed Stefan into becoming a monster again.
Yeah, pretty easy to hate that guy.
Then about a month ago he compelled werewolf Tyler to bite Caroline, pretty much the kiss of death for a vampire. Except then this unlikely knight in shining armor, Klaus, came riding up on his white stallion to save her. Okay, so he didn’t have a stallion, and he’s no hero. But save her he did.
And the thought that he might not be as bad as I thought started nagging me. So I did my best to ignore it. But then I didn’t hate him quite so much during the next episode. Or the one after that. And last week…last week…I decided I didn’t want Klaus to die after all because….I liked him.
Talk about taking the whole attraction to bad boys to the extreme!
But this is me we’re talking about here, and this isn’t the first time something like this has happened. Nope. Who do you think I liked best in Smallville? You got it. Lex Luthor. Even though I knew he was the bad guy from the Superman story, I still liked him and was a little annoyed with the producers of the series. In my humble opinion, they should have ended the show before Lex went completely bad. Especially before he killed Lionel, another bad guy I liked more than I should have.
But Klaus? Klaus makes Lex, even at his worst, look like a Boy Scout. Nevertheless, I like him now.
Guess I’ll be calling to set up that appointment for a psychological evaluation in the morning…