EVERYONE FOLLOWED Five towards the kitchen where he instantly started to make a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich.
“So are you gonna tell us where you've been” Luther impatiently asked from where he was standing next to Allison, Klaus had quickly jumped up onto the island bench, sitting criss cross apple sauce.
"To the future, it's sh*t by the way" the boy (or old man really) replied with a monotone voice. The sénace clapped his hands excitedly while muttering a “I knew it!” causing Five to look at him.
"Nice dress." "Oh Danke! "
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A/N: Hey... *awkward silence* miss me? I'll probably post this chapter in Christmas as a gift to my few readers!
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Ghost Hunting
FanfictionWhat if Klaus got over his fear of the dead and became a paranormal hunter???