Time

☂ Chapter 3: How's the future?

A/N: CTTO of the picture above. Not mine.

☂Raven's POV

"Hey sis."  It was Klaus, he's carrying the remains of our father, he approached me then he set down the urn he was holding on the bar counter. 

"I wasn't able to compliment your remarkable wardrobe improvement my dear sister, exquis." I shook my head smiling. He sat down beside me, took a glass then poured liquor in it however he didn't touched it. I looked at him puzzled, he just shrugged then stood back again. 

"What are you doing?" I asked turning in his direction before drinking my scotch. He took a few steps away from the bar counter, our father's portrait and urn beside each other. 

"Oh, just gonna have a little chat with the dead, you know, the usual." he responded waving his hands freely. I raised my glass to him then he continued.

He started talking to our dead father, well trying to at least. I just continued drinking, pouring another to my now empty glass.

"Eternal peace." I heard Klaus said. I stifled a bitter laugh, "So overrated, don't you think?" in which he nodded vigorously.

For the next few minutes, I found myself watching Klaus move around trying to conjure our dad. I just finished a whole bottle of scotch, frustrated for unknown reason. That being the case, I stood up and rummage through the alcohols behind the counter. I searched for another bottle of whisky while Klaus still tries to do his thing. 

"Come on, Reggie." I looked up at my crouched position to see him leaning against the counter looking intently at our father's urn.

"You go Klaus." I encouraged before getting back to searching for my happiness. I don't usually drink this much but I get an excuse today, it's shit and we all know it. A couple of listening to my brother's conjuring efforts had passed I finally had found another bottle. I stood up to see Klaus, he is still looking at the urn with open hands.

"Come on! Come on, chop-chop!" he finally lost his temper. I took a rag and wiped the dust from the bottle while listening to him pouring out his frustrations telling how our father was such a stubborn bastard in which I definitely agree.

"I don't know bout you, but I need a drink." after all that he was panting and walked towards the bar. I opened the bottle of whisky.

"Not to rain on your parade but shouldn't you stop drinking to sober up to do your thing?" I drawled while I was pouring myself a drink.

"Oh, hush." after saying that he managed to spill dad's ashes. I burst into laughter, seeing the mess he made and especially his face. It was priceless. He was laughing too, he looked at me smiling wickedly before he gathered dad's remains.

"Poor Reggie." trying not to laugh I set aside my glass and helped him. "Luther's gonna kill you." I teased. He gave me the 'obviously' look which made me set into a fit of laughter once more.

After we gathered as much ashes as we could, he took the urn and hugged it while taking a liquor with him. He was about to go out the room when he turned and said, "He says 'I miss you Raven' -- Ben told me to tell you, okay now byeee~" I was caught off guard by what he just informed me. Ben? what did he meant by that, my mind can't seem to register well because it came from Klaus for fuck's sake. I snapped out of it when Diego went in and slumped into the sofa not noticing me, I suppose.