ׂ╰┈➤Season 3 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 〱Book 3 Of 4 〱
|Next After Blaze And Bonfire|
The siblings return to 2019 after preventing the apocalypse, only to find themselves in a different timeline where Reginald adopted seven different children. Along with an even worse...
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"We're dead?" Landon asked, as he and Luther looked at each other.
"Yeah, and I'm so glad to be here for your guys' first time 'cause it's kind of a weird feeling. It's like waking up from a really vivid dream. But don't worry." Klaus told them, holding their hands. "Because it's all gonna make sense really soon."
"Oh my god, dad killed us." Luther mumbled as Landon placed his hand over his stomach.
"Oh my god! He killed me too! A lot." Klaus told them.
"He's an alien!" Luther exclaimed as Landon remembered the horrible moment.
"We're trying not to use that kinda terminology here. And I know, it's whoa PC, but you could just say he's--British."
"No, Klaus. We're saying that dad isn't human." Landon emphasized, holding his brothers' hand. "He slashed us--stabbed us!"
"Oh god. Klaus-" Luther got up, freaking out. "You gotta go back and warn Sloane and the others."
"Warn Lily!" Landon added, getting up.
"Non posso. I mean, I'm done with the other side."
"Excuse me?" The two brothers asked.
"Yeah, I belong here." He simply said. "All my 'life', I've been a loser, I've been a freak, I've made mistake after mistake after mistake,"
Landon gave him a small somber look as he continued, "but all of that was a sign, you see. It was a sign that this is my home. It's where I'm meant to be."
"This shitty place?" Luther asked.
"Come on! I meant in the ethereal, silly, with you two and all our ghostly eternal pals." He said, glancing around.
"Where the hell does that leave us?" Landon asked.
"Eating pizzas and watching cool documentaries with moi forever." Klaus answered.
"I can't turn my back on the family, Klaus." Landon told him. "Me and Luther can't."
"You will?" Luther asked him.
"I wouldn't worry about it too much. I mean, they'll be here soon enough. Everybody dies eventually. Am I right?" Landon shook his head, scoffing.
"Mm, yeah. I mean, we're dead, right?" Luther asked.
"As the Dougie, baby." Klaus answered.
Luther laughed along with him, "As the Dougie!"
Landon turned to him confused as they danced slightly, "So what happens if I do this?" He then punched Klaus, making him and the chair fall back, rolling of it.
"Ouch." Landon mumbled, going to help his brother.
Klaus started to whimper for a bit, then he groaned. Suddenly he started to laugh as he got up without ease, making Landon more confused. "Nice try, big guy but there ain't no pain in the Void." He did a little victory dance, "Yeah! Take your best shot!"
