She with The Flowers in Her Hair| Number Five

🌷CHAPTER 15: Reunion -Part II-🌷

Allison wandered around the dark hallways of the many floors of the somber seeming academy, looking around, memories of her youth flashed in her mind. She walked towards her father's office, pushing the heavy, wooden door to the side. The musky smell of old wood and parchment hits her nose as she wandered inside seeing the same old desk from years ago, laying proudly with stacks of papers and journals atop of it. She walked closer and heard some rustling behind the table. She peeked over seeing a man that was too busy rummaging around in the shelfs and drawers to notice her presence. "Klaus? What are you doing in here?"

"Oh! Allison! Wow, is that you? Hey, come here. Long time. Too long. Hey, I was hoping to see you actually. Because I wanted to get your autograph to add to my collection." Klaus pulled his sister into a hug and then proceeded to hold her hands as he spoke in a breathy playful matter. Allison was about to reply to him but attention was caught by the white band that he wore on his wrist. "Just out of rehab." Klaus smiled cheekily a little embarassed, like a boy being caught doig something he should't, only being able to utter out a slew of no's. "What would Ellie say, Klaus?" Allison spoke, her tone being serious watching as her brother stiffened at the mention of the name. "Well, she'd say nothing Allison. She'd probably smack my head to knock some sense in it." He said shakily, a flash of those oh so familliar green eyes appearing in his mind yet again. "I was just in here to prove to myself that the old man was really gone. And he is, he's dead, cause we're here and he's never allowed that." He continued now sitting in the heavy chair 

"He was always in here, plotting his next torment. Right? Remember how he used to look at us? That scowl? Thank Christ he's not our real father so we couldn't inherit those cold dead eyes." He joked widening his eyes with his fingers while his feet were placed on the table wiggling it once in a while absentmindedly. "Get out of his chair." The booming voice made the pair look to the door, Klaus jumping out of the seat at the sight of yet another Hargreeves brother. He began to gawk at his form and began babbling about how swole Luther had gotten since the last time they had been able to meet, Luther clearly unamused shrugged him off. With those two in the room, the long haired man, knew he was bound to get ignored at some point. Klaus was already leaving the room knowing fully that the two had a lot of talking to do. But before he could leave he was forced to drop some of the things that he had taken from their father's drawers, much to his dismay, but knew better as not to upset Luther, but knowing that he was able to best him anyway.

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Later on, the siblings found themselves gathered in the sitting area. They were scattered amongst the chairs and sofas claiming each one for themselves, except for Klaus that stood behind the bar making himself a drink. The crackling fire and the drink-making were the only sounds that was passed between them, up until Luther decided to speak up. "Um... I guess we should get this started." He started, standing and facing Vanya and the others " I figured that we could have a sort of memorial service in the courtyard at sundown. Say a few words, just at dad's favorite spot." the rest of them shared a weird look as he spoke about some favorite spot "Dad had a favorite spot?" the curly-haired woman asked "You know, under the oak tree. We used to seat around there all the time. None of you ever did that?" He defended looking at her with somber eyes as he spoke about his father. Klaus subsequently walked towards the group, a drink poured into a comically large pinkk chalice grasped loosely in his hand before he plopped himself onto the seat next to Vanya "Will there be refreshments? Tea? Scones? Cucumber sandwiches are always a winner." He said standing up again as Luther scolded him about his cigarette and Allison exclaiming about her skirt that he wore.

"Oh yeah. I found it in your room. It's a little dated, I know, but it's very breathy on the bits." His hands gesturing to his crotch at his declaration. The banter basically cut off as Luther boomed out. "Listen up. There are still some important things that we need to discuss. All right?" "Like what?" Diego finally joining in the conversation.