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xi.

(Based off 1.06

The Day That Wasn't)

Wednesday. 8:15  AM

When they had all got home, they immediately split up. Most went to bed but Kali stayed all night on the roof, watching the city that was still lit up from artificial light. When the sun finally rose, Luther called a meeting, dragging everyone from their room and into the living room. As everyone crowded around, Allison handed a coffee to Luther who had just finished explaining the whole story,

"Three days?" Allison asked, trying to confirm Luther's story,

As she walked away, Luther nodded, "That's what Five said," Kali was sitting on the couch, with her feet resting on Klaus's lap and she was twirling her thumbs around each other,

"The old bastard did mention the apocalypse, come to think of it," Klaus groaned, handing a coffee cup to Kali, who took a sip. When she heard his words she kicked his thigh lightly, earning a playful glare, "He just left out the part about how soon,"

"No, he didn't, you were just high," Kali muttered so only Klaus could hear, though she received a light slap on her feet from her twin.

"But can we trust him? I don't know if you've noticed, but Five's a little..." Allison whistled as she finished and Kali glared at her, though she was looking at Luther,

Klaus chuckled before adding, "Our little psycho," before taking another sip of his coffee.

Kali knew she couldn't say anything, they wouldn't believe her, but still, she tried, "He isn't lying," She spoke bluntly,

"You're just a kid, what would you know? Besides aren't you two a thing?" Diego spoke up, causing Kali to glare back at him before looking back down at her unaged hands,

"Not the old man. Anyone but the old, grumpy man," Klaus whined, throwing his head back and Kali kicked him again, a little smile now on her lips. Klaus felt proud, he hadn't for a while but he was happy that he could make his sister smile when she was down, even now after going through hell.