Really Klaus?

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Allison POV
It's a year since Vanya went missing, we searched all around Dallas, she's nowhere to be found.

My voice has comeback a little but still couldn't talk normally, I don't blame Vanya for this, I could NEVER blame her.

We decided to move to New York, because we just think we need a vacation or something.
I called Claire every day just to hear her voice, she's doing great even without me there with her.

We, well more like me, bought a car and we head to New York.

Time skip

We found a hotel to stay at, and Klaus just went out drinking again.
Good lord.

Vanya POV
it's been a year since I became Professor Xavier's protégé and a few months since I met Peter.

He moved into my house and he's doing great, but Raven's right, he's kinda is a pain in the ass. But he's just as goofy as ever so eh, whatever.
He got along with my cat easily, my dog however took about a month and a half for him the get along with, but they got along in the end so that's a win in my book.

And also, I dyed my hair. Well, it was Jubilee's idea but I liked it so I did it, also I've been keeping it about shoulder length. I dyed it blue, after some debate I settled with the color blue.

 I dyed it blue, after some debate I settled with the color blue

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We got a new student a week a go.
His name is Scott Summers, Alex's little brother who has laser eyes that he can't control so Hank has to make special glasses for him to wear so he can actually see.
I think he have a thing for Jean, but couldn't be too sure about that yet.

Oh and also, me and Fast Pass dated for like a week, but then we realize we confused our platonic feelings for each other with romantic ones so yeah, we broke up. Nothing awkward happens after that, just feels like any other day after that.

I'm currently at the grocery store after coming back from a mission, it's about 9 pm right now, and I'm putting my groceries into my underseat storage when a scent of alcohol and a familiar groan hits me.

I looked over to the alley next to the grocery store that happens to have a hidden bar, and there I saw a familiar male passed out on the ground wearing a familiar feather boa.

It's Klaus, and he's blacked out drunk, again. Wait, what the hell is he doing in New York? Does that mean the others are here too? And is that a black eye?

"Klaus? Klaus! Klaus!"
I called his name, but he really is blacked out drunk.

I sighed at the sight and look back at my motorcycle then back at him, I walked back to my white and black motorcycle and got out some seat belt that I installed for emergencies and strap them on.

Just then a 3 thugs came over to him and one kicked him in the gut, I filled up with rage and went over to him

"Hey!"
I yelled at the guy who kicked Klaus.

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