The Undisputed Louvre Lords
If the Mikaelsons wanted to rob the Louvre, they wouldn’t even plan it. They’d just decide one night over wine, like, “Brother, Paris awaits.”
Klaus would do it purely out of spite. Not for money, not even for the art, just because someone once told him, “You can’t just steal the Mona Lisa.” And he’d definitely take that personally. He’d stroll into the Louvre like it’s his private gallery, casually compel every guard in the building, and probably monologue out loud about art being “the reflection of the eternal struggle between beauty and pain” while doing so.
Elijah, of course, would treat the whole heist like a diplomatic event. He’d wear a tux, call it “retrieving a family heirloom,” and somehow convince the staff that they are attending a charity gala. The man would pause MID-heist to straighten his tie. You just know he would.
Rebekah? She’d be the distraction. Glamorous, loud, and entirely too confident. She’d flirt her way past security and complain the whole time about Paris fashion. She’d do it for the thrill and maybe a new pair of Louboutins.
Freya is the MVP though. Alarms? Gone. Lasers? Vanished. Cameras? Offline. She’d be in the corner, muttering spells and sipping a coffee like it’s just another Tuesday. You cannot beat magic in a heist. It’s just not fair.
Kol would be pure chaos. He’d steal three extra paintings just because “they looked fun” and leave a taunting note behind. Kol’s the guy who’d grin into the security cameras while security scrambles.
And Finn? Poor Finn would try to lecture everyone about morality. He’d last five minutes before Klaus gets bored, daggers him, and literally hangs him in the museum as a new “art installation.” I can already hear Klaus saying, “Now that is a masterpiece.”
No questions asked, this family walks out without a scratch. They’d replace the Mona Lisa with a note that says “Yours truly, the Mikaelsons.” AND STILL WOULDN’T GET CAUGHT!!!