Kekkai Sensen Characters As Jello Apocalypse's So This Is Basically Legend Of Zelda Video Quotes (cause

Kekkai Sensen characters as Jello Apocalypse's So This Is Basically Legend of Zelda video quotes (cause my brain is stuck on meme mode...)

Klaus: Sometimes he's young, sometimes he's hot, sometimes he's toon, sometimes he's not. But he's always HYEH!

Steven: I mean, you don't need that last Heart Piece Container. You'll just have nineteen of them up there on your screen, daunting you.

Leo: HYEH missed orientation and has to prove himself every game to the finicky goddesses.

Sonic: Where... Where'd you get that heart Picori? Where'd you get that?

Zapp: Uh... I'm feeling like a... pshshshbt... a pizza. A Hero's pizza, but its gonna need the sacred toppings.

Zed: Ever wanna kiss a fish on its fishy fish lips? Look at all these attractive fish! You can kiss this fish, or this fish, or this fish! The fish-abilities are end-fish.

Chain: Zelda chills out in a dungeon somewhere and makes HYEH pick up her dry cleaning.

Dog: Why did I get this thing again?

Gilbert: Good luck hitting me with that 19 year old control scheme! Ugh, they got the 3DS remake... doesn't count.

K.K.: Zelda doesn't have a personality, except in Windwaker where she's a cool pirate. Oops, boring Princess mode activate...

Daniel: Sometimes he shows up at the end of the game and uses the darkest magic of all... plagerism.

Raju: Ganondorf is a wizard, who doesn't know what wizards are...

Femt: Ganondorf wants to take over Hyrule for... reasons...

Aligula: In Breath of the Wild you can unlock her personality, yep... that's. That's what I'm focused on it these cutscenes...

New Queen [Klaus x Elizabeth Bathory Reader]

Requested by Anonymous 👹

Fearing the worst and all but convinced this young woman in his arms was to be another victim to the blood breeds who owned this cursed land, Klaus lifted you. Deeply concerned by how limp and pale you were, worried he might be too late to save you from the curse.

And yet, none of the previously hostile blood breeds dared to attack. The situation suggested that Klaus had someone they valued, whom they couldn't attack for whatever reason. The fact that all the blood breeds were also female perplexed Klaus, but now wasn't the time for thinking nor discussing... now was the time to escape.

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Waking in a very unfamiliar building, you blinked slowly. The weight of chains against your wrists, the cold metal around your ankles set your mind on a frenzy. With no idea who you were, let alone where you were, there was little for you to do except shrink at the sound of a door opening. The tall, intimidating figure of a man silhouetted in the doorway, his shadow stretched inward, just barely reaching you.

If only because you had retreated as far into the corner as you could.

The first footfall, a soft scraping noise of leather on concrete had you trembling as the man entered. Though his entire form seemed to soften, a deep-ish voice spoke softly though firmly.

"You aren't in any immediate danger." He lifted a single hand, palm up as he approached, "I merely need you to answer a few questions for me."

Swallowing a hard lump of fear, "I-I... I don't even know my own name though..."

Klaus froze on the spot, staring down at your trembling form. He had a rather clear view of your face, the wildly frightened look tore at his heart. He hadn't been expecting this at all. But he couldn't bear keeping you in this state.

Kneeling beside you, upset by how you kept trying to get away from him, "Please, hold still. Allow me to unlock your chains. You aren't in any danger."

Gently rubbing where the shackles had been, you hesitated. Still looking up at the man, noticing his green eyes... and his large fangs...

You weren't entirely sure you could trust him.

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Days blended into weeks and then into months as you tried to remember something, anything about your past. Just the tiniest detail about who you were and why these things kept tracking you down. While you learned to trust Klaus, and the rest of Libra, there wasn't much any of you could do to piece together your long-forgotten past.

The creatures stalking you, Klaus called them blood breeds even going as far as to say they were roughly synonymous with vampires. But the reason why they wanted you of all people eluded you, and none of them wanted to speak around Libra.

Which meant your constant bodyguards, usually Klaus, was lowkey keeping you from finding out anything.

But given that you had no idea what these creatures wanted you for in the first place... or what significance you posed among them, it was far too risky. After all, they could want you dead... or as a sacrifice. It felt like a half-and-half situation.

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But all the protection in the world couldn't stop these blood breeds. They moved as a pack of lionesses, one target one prey. One chance to attack.

Klaus could hardly keep up. He wasn't merely protecting an innocent anymore, he was protecting his lover. And he would never allow these monsters to take his beloved away, not like this. Even as he slumped in front of you, the only barrier shielding you from their fangs, Klaus didn't relent.

Rushing to his side, you tried to help steady the red-haired hulk of a man. Only to have his arm curl backward around you, protective to the bitter end if he had to be. In an act of desperation you yelled at the creatures attacking.

"Why are you after me?" The panic in your voice wasn't fear of them, not at the moment, "Why are you doing this?"

The coven, weary of upsetting their queen stepped back. Murmurs flew between scarcely parted lips and fangs, it was nearly impossible to hear what they were saying. But the words 'memory loss' rang through your ears, confusing you further.

"Milady, are you saying you don't recognize us?" The tallest of the group stepped forward, all malice gone, "That you need to be reminded?"

Scanning their still faces, looks of concern and confusion dawning across everyone, you nodded slowly. Klaus wasn't so sure about trusting them or anything they might say. It could all be a ploy to take you, make you one of their sacrifices after all.

"Don't trust them [Name]." Klaus attempted to stand, but his leg wasn't cooperating, "We can't be sure that they will tell you the truth."

"Silence dog." One of the younger looking ones hissed, "We would never-"

"Don't talk to him like that." You didn't even know if you could make demands like this, but so far... "Especially in front of me."

The one who spoke out gulped, nodding vigorously as she shrank into the coven's ranks. Something didn't fully add up here. They acted like you were a queen of sorts.

At least, it didn't make sense until the eldest, and tallest-looking one started speaking.

"Back when blood breeds were first created in this dimension, it was through dark magic. A pure corruption of the soul that allowed a body to persist after death if the right conditions were met."

You glanced at Klaus, but he didn't know if any of this was true either.

"In those days, blood breeds could be killed through lack of blood, sunlight, garlic, stakes through the heart, even something as simple as a silver bullet." She spoke like a singer, her voice light as the summer breeze, "In those days, one woman became known as the Vampire Queen. A Romanian woman by the name of Elizabeth Bathory. Though she didn't become a blood breed herself, she cultivated them."

Neither of you liked where this story was headed, though the rest of the coven were starry-eyed.

"She cultivated us. And through her guidance, teaching us various subjects and magic, we became her loyal vampires." The way you were being looked sent chills up your spine, "All we had to do, was give her a little bit of our blood. And the rest was easy."

Klaus chewed his words carefully, not wanting to start another fight, "Hasn't Elizabeth Bathory been dead for quite some time? Wouldn't you be looking for her descendants?"

"No," The blood breed seemed proud of herself, "For our Mistress asked one other small favor. She refused to become a blood breed herself, instead asking us to ensure she lived on in a mortal body."

You shrank under the eyes swiveling in your direction, "And our latest attempt was... unfortunately a little botched. But no matter, we can always reeducate our queen. Until her life span runs its course."

Out All Day

Femt tried opening a lemonade stand... it looked so easy in the cartoons! But no one wants any (nor do they trust him) and he's getting bored... we all know what happens when Femt gets bored.

Lost a Bet

A bit too lazy to draw hands and feet but they'd have to tie Zapp up for this anyways...

Yeah, he lost a bet and K.K. brought one of hers. (Again lazy so no pattern but the imagination is best for this so...)

Road Trip of Regret

All of Leo's little ones love playing with Sonic.

Unfortunately for Sonic... that means running around at baby's top speeds while holding on for dear life to the toy truck...

Coat tales and Frocks [Klaus x Reader]

Requested by Anonymous 📚

Every breath hurt you physically, the gash in your side wasn't very deep... yet. But you couldn't let your guard down. The wolves might have retreated, but the beast you caught a glimpse of was much larger than any wolf.

Snow crunched beneath your boots, heavy spear clutched tight as you leaned against a medium-sized tree. This could not be your last hunting trip, you refused to be bested like this. Doing your utmost to set a trap for the creature, even as your mind raced along with its swift footfalls. The snow hardly crunched, despite its massive size.

Your attempt to swipe with your spear proved futile. The wood splintered in the beast's massive paw. It towered over you, fangs glinting in the late afternoon sun. But your feet slipped from under you, an unspotted drop-off in the woods having become your true downfall.

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Klaus was nervously pacing around outside the room where he'd placed the visitor. They seemed to be gravely injured and frightened, it was only natural. Massive paws wrung themselves over and over again, his worry only building as the moments ticked by and a trail of short fur left in his wake.

He was fully aware of how monstrous he looked, how you must've seen him whilst your senses were on survival. But Klaus couldn't very well leave an injured person out in the snow. Even if they were a hunter who tried taking swings at him.

It was Steven who tried to calm the large beast-man first, Gilbert was the one busy tending the wound after all. Though how effective it was to have a suit of armor comforting one was debatable. Soft clanks followed the near-silent footfalls of the massive beast-man.

"You've done everything you could for them." A hollow voice doing its best to be soft created a weird echo, "Why you felt the need to bring them here however, I'll never know. They attacked you after all."

Klaus frowned a tiny bit, "They were already grievously injured from the wolves Steven. I couldn't leave them out in the snow in such a state."

"They very nearly spilled your blood in the process."

Ignoring the bandage over his own paw, the tiniest pinpricks of blood from wooden splinters were hardly comparable to a deep cut. At least, Klaus thought it was a deep cut, he couldn't look at the wound for too long with how blood was dripping down your side.

Peeking in to see you passed out as Gilbert hobbled out of the guest room, Klaus barely relaxed. At the very least you seemed to be peacefully asleep, but how long would that last?

"They are perfectly fine Master Klaus." The voice of a coat rack was not a very loud one to be sure, "Their wound was not nearly as deep as it first appeared, only seeming that way due to the heavy amount of fabrics they were wearing for insulation."

Finally able to relax, Klaus couldn't stop shaking. He didn't know what to do at this point. You would most definitely have questions, but how was he to answer? How would you respond to seeing such a monster as him walking around a castle like this?

Would you even believe his story?

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The pain in your side was only matched by the throbbing headache as you sat up. Scanning the room you were in only showed an exquisite bedroom, light blues accented with pearly white lining and soft metallic swirls in silver and gold. Either you were dead, or someone had rescued you.

Given the pain you were in, you could only assume you were in a safe place.

Yet the first thing you noticed as you eased from under the covers was your lack of clothing. Only a light nightshirt and what had to be cotton shorts covered your body, which meant someone had to have taken your gear. Where to you couldn't be sure, it wasn't in the room with you though.

A few wobbly steps were all you could manage before a loud clang outside the door made you jump. A feminine voice with a very odd hollow wood sound confused you. Could a human actually make that kind of noise? And what did they mean by stop pushing the teapot? Wouldn't... wouldn't they be carrying it?

Apparently not as a large wooden cart wheeled itself into the room, sporting a small tea tray and...

Why did the cart have a face?

Rubbing your eyes, clearly still dreaming or hallucinating, you peered at the cart hoping beyond hope that the bright blue eyes staring back at you would disappear.

"What do you want, huh?" It barked in a rather 'fight me' tone of voice, "Never seen someone with- OW! What the f&*k was that for!?"

"Hush Zapp." The wooden dish holder had used one of its... her... legs to smack the cart itself, "Poor dear probably doesn't know much about magic at all. And certainly wouldn't be able to tell you were ever a human."

"Hey!" Was... was the cart's name Zapp? "I'll have you know I'm the epitome of a human. And this big shot hunter couldn't do jack!"

"They injured Klaus better than you ever could." Why... why didn't that fork open its eyes? Clearly, it was part of this... magic, "Meanwhile all you can do is run over toes, and that's still more than what you used to do as a human."

You felt the need to raise your hand, if only to get their attention.

"Uh, what's going on? Who... Who are all of you?"

The dish holder seemed to brighten up, though she only had one eye from what you could tell, "Well, I'm K.K. I was one of the advisors of the court. Zapp here was only a guard in training and this little bugger is Leo. He was a squire, until... well he currently serves the cook but that's only because of the curse put on the castle."

K.K. seemed capable of going on for hours. And she did, to your detriment as you couldn't understand half of what she said. She spoke too fast and your head was still throbbing, only marginally helped by the tea and sandwiches the three of them brought in. What little you could understand was that there were no humans here, only sentient objects and this 'Klaus' person.

You wondered vaguely if Klaus was the creature from the woods. But then... why would he bring you here? You did attack first, even if it was in fear and adrenaline.

But you couldn't do much about it now. Despite having woken up, and being attended by chatty helpers, it was still very late at night. All the pain you still suffered from wasn't going to let you wander around the castle... who knows how fast you'd get lost.

Though you didn't register any movement from beyond the door, Klaus had been listening in. Not trying to eavesdrop entirely, more so concerned for your health. And delighted to hear K.K.'s explanation of how much you were already capable of moving around on your own.

Not that Klaus would try to stop you from doing anything, he was just relieved that your injuries weren't that serious.

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Armed with the most basic knowledge, and a fresh set of clothes, you finally ventured outside the room. You felt much better compared to last night and while the clothes did fit... they really weren't your style. But you were in no position to complain, you were a guest after all.

Eyes scanning every nook and cranny of the castle, looking for the objects with faces. Knowing that the ones without faces couldn't even move and secretly trying to catch a glimpse of some other humanoid form in the castle. You were blindsided by a small, white monkey looking creature smacking you in the face with its tiny paws.

Raising an eyebrow at the tiny thing, you closed your eyes at the waving of paper so close to your face. But the scribbles on the scrap of paper seemed to be a map of sorts. And kind of an invite? Showing you where the dining room was and asking you to arrive post-haste.

The small monkey stayed perched on your shoulder as you walked, pointing you in the correct direction whenever you stopped to check the little hand-drawn map. Though it didn't take too long for you to find the dining room at all. Glancing all around for some trance of this Klaus person, or really anyone at all. You'd settle for the rude cart with a face at this point because this castle felt empty.

"Ah, my apologies."

You turned to see a hulking, almost blood-red beast stoop into the room using a door opposite you, almost directly across the table from where you were standing. Even squinting, you couldn't be sure if this was the same beast from the other day. There was something... off about how he looked now versus how he looked then.

Or maybe it was just the blood you lost that day. Who knows?

"Please, allow me to introduce myself." He half bowed, swishing an equally large tail, "I'm Klaus von Reinherz. A once high-ranking nobleman and owner of this castle. I understand that Madam K.K., Leonardo, and Zapp have already made your acquaintance."

The small monkey on your shoulder squeaked at the large beast-man.

"Ah yes, and Sonic as well." He was keeping a straight face this whole time, it was a little creepy. Even if he did have fangs as long as your forearm, you thought he'd attempt a smile, "My apologies Sonic."

"Uh, so... Were you the one who I swung at in the woods?" You hesitated to move forward, or move at all as every fiber of your being screamed at you to run, "Because you both do and don't seem familiar."

"Yes I am." He stepped forward, going right past several chairs and straight for you, "Though I do not hold you accountable for the incident. I wholly understand the complexity of the situation."

Every step he took only made you want to run more, but he stopped at a chair right beside the edge of the table. As if he could sense how you were feeling, in spite of how perfectly still you were standing.

"Well, that and you were worryingly injured. I mistook the wound for a deep one. Though I am relieved that it wasn't so." Reaching for you with one massive paw, "Might I know with whom I am speaking?"

You tried with all your might not to look like a scared rabbit as you glanced at the paw being held out to you. What was it that he wanted? Other than your name... Were you supposed to follow him? Give him your hand? Was he just being friendly?

His paw wasn't stretched out to shake your hand, not when his palm was turned completely up. Gathering what little sense you had...

"I'm [Name]. From the village just north of here." Maybe you didn't sound too frightened, but then again, "I don't mean to be a burden. I promise I'll take off as soon as I'm able."

Were you imagining things or did he look defeated when you said that?

"Ah, yes. Of course. No rush, naturally." His paw retreated, "Please, don't try to force your recovery. You're free to stay here as long as you'd like."

There was something... lonely about Klaus. You weren't sure about staying, or even about leaving. But it felt as if he wanted you to stay, perhaps as a companion. Though he likely wouldn't actually say it out loud. Even with the people who were here with him, they were all below him in rank. You were too, just not under a curse.

But upon realizing that, your whole body relaxed. You still had more questions than answers, but for now you weren't afraid of the monstrous man in front of you. Just a little concerned about the weather outside.

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Weeks flew by, your injury healed in no time it seemed. And the other people here were all staff to Klaus. Though you were told how Klaus was initially cursed.

"A few years ago a fairy entered the castle on Master Klaus's birthday." Gilbert shook out the laundry little by little as he spoke, "It wasn't uncommon for fae of all sort to attend such events after all. Though she didn't have a gift Master Klaus wanted."

You watched the tall coat rack doing laundry. It was mesmerizing to see, if a little janky compared to how others moved around.

"She offered Master Klaus her hand in marriage. Which he refused in the kindest way possible. Attempting to explain that he couldn't marry a woman, not even a fae woman that he didn't truly love." Gilbert couldn't bend over to grab the basket, or the little bit of clothes still left inside. So you reached over to help, "Ah thank you. Yes, where was I?"

"Hm, and of course the fairy didn't like that answer in the slightest. She cursed Master Klaus and his house. Thusly turning myself and the rest of the staff into furniture, and Master Klaus into a large beast so that until he finds someone who can truly love him as he is, we are all stuck like this."

You ruminated on that for a while. Was it possible that Klaus was getting his hopes up? That he was trying to fall in love with you? There wasn't much you two had in common after all, not with you being from a poor village that sent hunters and warriors off to spare them living such a barren town.

And especially with you having taken a swing at Klaus, it didn't seem fair to be the one he would try to fall for.

Or maybe he was just plain lonely and wanted a little company. This was a large castle, sure it was nice but it was so empty. The books in the library had likely been read all the way through at least once. Leaving only the gardening and baking that Klaus often left to do. He never once forced his company onto you either. He would offer, ask if you'd join him for things, but never outright say you had to do anything with him.

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It was still snowing like crazy. You'd never seen a blizzard this bad before, not this late into spring anyways. Klaus hesitated to approach you, he knew that look. The way you were staring out the window was all too telling. You were getting bored of this place, bored of him...

Klaus shook his head. The two of you hardly really talked. There were so few topics the two of you could properly discuss given the distance between your lives and upbringings. Of course you'd want to leave, you felt like you didn't belong here.

But Klaus couldn't just stand by and watch you be bored. Gathering what courage he could, he walked up behind you.

"Ah, pardon me, [Name]?" One tentative claw tapped your shoulder, "Would you be interested in joining me for tea?"

You barely even jumped at the sight of a claw over your shoulder, knowing it was just Klaus.

"Sure, why not."

Klaus held up both paws in surrender, "You don't have to, I assure you it- I..."

"I don't mean to sound so blaize about it." You looked up into his bright green eyes, "I just..."

Klaus followed your gesture out the window. His heart sank a little, knowing what you meant and what clear skies would mean in the long run.

"Do... do you miss home?"

You blinked for a few seconds, trying to really think about why you wanted to leave. Technically you had everything you needed right here. But it just didn't feel right to stay with Klaus like this, not when you felt like a burden rather than a guest.

"I-- I don't mean to pry! I just--"

"It's not that I miss home, I just..." You sighed, looking at the floor, "We both know I don't really belong here. That I'm only here because you're a good person. And I just don't feel right taking advantage of that."

You paused, "What I mean is. It really does feel like I'm taking advantage of you."

Instinct took over as Klaus's paws enveloped your hands, drawing them half way up his chest.

"[Name], of course you aren't!" He subconsciously took a step forward, "I truly don't mind your staying here. I enjoy your company, honest! I know we don't have much to talk about but you are more than welcome to stay here as long as you'd like. Maybe even come back for a visit if the weather permits."

Klaus kept rambling about how you weren't a burden, but your mind wandered. If you ever did leave, would you come back? Sure, Klaus was nice but did you really want to come back? Everything was so confusing to you. And you definitely didn't belong in this world of finery and fancy things.

But his paws were very soft and warm, he was very nice and you were comfortable in his presence. It would be a nice to visit... if it wasn't for the fact that he was a royal. That was the only thing that you had any kind of problem with. How very different your worlds were from one another.

"Klaus."

He fell silent instantly, worried he'd said too much. But really you had zoned out...

"I've gotta ask. Why are you so insistent about me coming back?" You tilted your head up at him, "You're right. We haven't talked much at all, we don't share the same interests, we don't even come from the same background. As far as I can tell we don't have anything in common, not even what we want out of life. So why ask me to return if there wouldn't be any real point?"

Klaus's mouth felt dry. Should he be honest? Would the truth be selfish of him? After all, you were correct about most of that. Though Klaus felt one truly deep conversation would clear up most of the uncertainty surrounding you staying here to begin with.

He didn't want you to leave at all...

"I have not thought that far ahead." He shuffled sheepishly, finally letting go of your hands, "I only know that I enjoy your company and would like to know that you would come back for a visit some time."

"And if I said I couldn't? If I would rather travel the world and find something else to do with my life?"

Klaus's eyes widened, but not out of fear, "You... if that's truly what you wanted. I wouldn't attempt to stop you. I could never do such a thing. But... I..."

Scratching the back of his head with one massive paw, Klaus struggled to just say what he wanted. How nice that idea sounded. Even if he was stuck in this beastly form, to travel the world and see sights beyond this castle would be phenomenal. At least to him...

"You would probably get on with the life you were meant to have." You sighed, "Parties and nobles and sparkly things."

Klaus opened his mouth to explain, but you unintentionally cut him off.

"I would just get in the way of all that."

"No you wouldn't." He hesitated to reach out for you again, "I meant that I wouldn't be able to stop you from travelling. In all honesty, going and seeing the world sounds like a glorious adventure. One I would very much like to go on myself."

Klaus couldn't handle looking into your eyes, "Though I wouldn't want to press my company upon you. As much as I would like to travel, I doubt I would be the best for a world as harsh as the elements."

As much as you wanted to tell Klaus he was welcome to come with, you weren't so sure about that yourself. It wasn't a matter of skills or anything, but this was the first thing either of you could agree on. And it was just a dumb example of why you might not return to the castle for a visit, you weren't entirely sure you would travel at all.

But Klaus seemed certain.

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The weather outside finally calmed down enough to wander the castle grounds, though the light snowfall was still a little odd for Spring. But stretching your legs outside felt so much better, especially once you allowed yourself to talk to your host.

Spending most meals and the occasional tea break just chatting about everything you could think of proved to be more enjoyable than the awkward silences you'd been forcing. Realizing Klaus wasn't at all like any other noble you'd been in the company of.

And not just because the poor man was lonely.

He was a little less inclined to show his emotions, like most other nobility, but he was also much more self-conscious and self-aware than his peers. Striving to actually be kind to his staff, to the people he was supposed to rule over.

It was quite the shock to learn that your village was part of his territory. Just as Klaus was shocked to hear the land had passed onto a different noble not remotely related to his family.

The way you acted around him was far more justified with the horror stories you recounted about other nobles being downright cruel.

Though you still weren't sure about why you were still here. Yes the weather had you otherwise trapped, due to the snow beyond the gates being far too thick to pry the doors open; but you also weren't too sure about the whole 'breaking the curse' thing.

Were you really the right person for the job? Was this fair to Klaus? He barely knew anyone and you just happened to be the first person he's met in a long while. Was that really enough?

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Klaus was having problems containing the smile on his face. Running around the courtyard like that had been invigorating, downright exhilarating. Though he was still a gentleman, helping you shake off your heavy coat and steadying you as you tugged off snow boots.

This didn't quite feel like love, not in the romantic sense. Even as he sat next to you on the floor, just in front of the fireplace with blankets and cocoa. It felt more like he finally had a friend with whom he could share everything.

It made for an odd feeling given how he initially thought you'd be the one to break the curse. How he wanted you to be the one to do so. And yet, here he was perfectly content to relax the days away, with someone he truly cared about.

"I don't think I've ever seen snow this late into March." You sighed into the steaming mug, "What about you?"

Klaus shook his head solemnly, "I've never paid much attention to the weather before now. Though now that you mention it... this does seem strange."

The silence stretched, the only noise being the cackle of firewood. Klaus was slightly worried however, you usually only brought up the weather when you wanted to talk about leaving. While he was a bit more comfortable with the topic, it saddened Klaus to think about the lonely silence you'd leave behind.

But perhaps the two of you could leave together...

"Do you think you could teach me some things?"

Klaus nearly choked on his cocoa in trying to answer.

"Of- of course [Name]!" He straightened up subconsciously, "Just name what you'd like to learn. I swear to do my best."

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Klaus would eat those words; sooner rather than later. Here he was, thinking he had gotten over his shotgun crush and trembling while teaching you to waltz around. Though you had long since forgotten about breaking the curse, you were just curious about how nobles danced.

It was much easier than you were lead to believe. At least the waltzing was, once Klaus started adding extra steps things got a little more complicated. And the music emanating from an old gramophone wasn't helping much. You weren't familiar with slow violins, much less the rest of the stringed instruments.

Yet it was fun, if a little awkward. Everything about the situation flew right over your head. With how relaxed you were with Klaus now, it didn't register as romantic in the slightest. Especially not when you started trying to teach Klaus how you used to dance in your village.

You were more worried that Klaus would lose his balance with how much he was shaking. And it didn't take long for Klaus to stumble over the quick movements... and his tail.

"Are you okay!?"

Tugging on his arm despite the size difference did nothing. Klaus still deeply appreciated the gesture, though he rose slowly.

"Yes, I'm quite alright." Klaus swished his tail sheepishly, "It was merely my tail getting in the way. You would think I'd be used to it by now. Though I must admit that I've never tried dancing this way, nor did I expect the foot movements to be so rapid."

You rubbed the back of your neck, "Yeah, it was kinda fast. But that's just how I learned it. We didn't have classes, just go do it and you'll get the hang of it eventually."

"Seems quite..." Klaus paused, unsure how to phrase it.

"Backwards?" You offered, "You'd think that for a festival they would give us a little instruction. But no, apparently the Duke likes watching people be confused."

Shaking his head slowly, "Shame, he truly sounds like a horrid man. Though I have a sinking feeling that if I returned he would become a completely different person."

"Sadly. But oh well."

Klaus watched as you stretched, still unable to separate his feelings for you and how complex the situation had become. He wasn't merely crushing on a stranger any more, he truly thought of you as a friend. How was he supposed to tell a friend he had fallen in love with them? Truly fallen for them hard.

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It seemed like forever, but the snow was finally starting to melt. You couldn't help but dread leaving, even with the promise you made. This was too bittersweet. Walking away from Klaus after all this time felt just as wrong as staying had back then.

What were you gonna do?

On the one hand you knew you were more than welcome to stay, regardless what you said. On the other, you tried your best to keep promises when you made them. Breaking this one wouldn't hurt... right?

At the same time, the fact that you weren't meant for this life kept creeping up. You were still a hunter, and all this time you'd left your village alone. Would anyone recognize you? Would they care? Would you be welcomed back as freely as you were welcomed here? Would they blame you for what you weren't there for?

Klaus also knew that the clear skies would likely mean you'd leave. And his own inner turmoil was bubbling to the surface again. Should he ask you to stay? Offer to go with? Plead with you to return?

Tell you how he felt perhaps?

Despite being in the same room, hardly three feet away; you might as well have been on two different planets. Steven and K.K. looked between the two of you with deep sighs.

It seemed obvious, but how long would it take for the two of you to just say something? K.K. absolutely wanted to meddle and convince you to stay, push Klaus into saying how he felt and speed up this process. It wasn't about getting back to normal, K.K. just wanted to see Klaus happy for once.

And maybe she wanted to plan a wedding. She did love throwing parties after all.

Steven however had other things on his mind. Like how Klaus would likely become despondent if you left. Or injured if the beast-man decided to follow you out of here. Either way, it would hurt Klaus in the long run.

But it didn't have to be this way and Steven knew it.

"Klaus?"

"Yes?"

"I've been thinking. About the promise I made..."

Klaus stared, politely as ever. For once it wasn't unnerving, just a bit expectant.

"I-" CRASH

Both of you stood instantly, turning toward the front door. What was going on? Who could possibly be barging in here?

"[NAME]!"

You recognized the voice, barely. Though if you were correct, then... What was he doing here?

"[NAME]! ANSWER ME!"

"[Name]?" Klaus looked so confused, "Do you know who...?"

You were trying to grab something, anything to defend yourself with. Well, really to defend Klaus with, Chaz would never be able to accept a 'tamed beast'.

No matter how many enchanted objects told him it was a curse.

"[NAME]!"

The door you were both facing flew open, and as expected Chaz had his bow out and ready. Instantly aiming for Klaus, no words needed.

"CHAZ!" You shouted, "DON'T SHOOT!"

"[Name], get down. That thing is--"

Klaus could only stand there. Steven, even as a suit of armor, was going to do his duty and protect Klaus. A loosed arrow rang hollow through enchanted metal, none of the staff were really capable of getting injured in this state.

It was stand-still confusion as Chaz's mind raced. You were trying to herd the monster out of the room, away from him. And talking low so he couldn't hear you. This had curse magic written all over it.

Shame that Chaz couldn't put two and two together properly.

.

"[Name]." Klaus was still at a loss, "Who was that?"

Leaning over to see if Chaz had followed, "He's another hunter from the village. Kinda... really obsessed with me. Dunno if its his version of a crush or a rivalry or what, but he won't leave me alone."

That only worried Klaus, though he knew you weren't the one in danger here. He couldn't help but be concerned for you the whole time. The bigger problem at hand was the man who barged in wielding bow and arrow.

And the best Klaus could do was take you through back rooms to hopefully outrun him.

Though it was unlikely that he would leave on his own.

"Stop right there monster."

Klaus instantly froze, regretting going through a main hall at all. His arm held you back, out of the way of danger. Not that you weren't struggling to break free, you knew Chaz wouldn't intentionally hurt you.

And the dumba$$ in question took that to mean you were struggling to escape from Klaus. Loosing an arrow quickly in his half-baked attempts to save you from danger himself.

"KLAUS!"

The arrow pierced his knee deeply, the hiss of pain as Klaus fell to the ground was painful to you. Cutting deep into your heart. Chaz was already notching a second arrow.

"[Name], get away from it! Before it can attack."

That just made your blood boil. Instead of just defending Klaus, shielding him from danger, you yanked a sword from the nearest suit of armor.

"[Name], what's wrong with you? I thought you were fighting against the mind control!?"

"Draw your sword." You spat, "Now."

"[Name], c'mon. Its me. You know me, Chaz. Remember? The guy who-"

"Draw your sword."

Klaus could feel the murderous aura pulsing off you. Chaz could feel it too, backing up a few steps as you descended the stairs.

"Draw your sword, Chaz."

"[Name], I don't want to hurt you."

You weren't going to be so nice, swinging at Chaz with intent to draw blood. Purposefully aiming to miss so he had time to realize just how serious you were.

Sword scraping hard stone, barely inches from where Chaz's foot was three seconds ago. If he hadn't moved then he would be missing an arm.

"Draw your sword."

Shaking badly, Chaz did just that. He only just realized how badly he messed up by not stopping to listen to you earlier.

Steel clashed in a one-sided conflict. Chaz could barely defend himself as you fought. No one was going to endanger Klaus like that, nor disrespect him. Not with you around.

Every swift movement knocked Chaz backward, pushing him out the front door. Blood dribbled from him, your relentless attacking left no room for mistake. Though Chaz kept making them, just barely avoiding the brunt of the damage.

What you couldn't see was how Klaus was transforming. As you fought, he could only stare in amazement. Understanding precisely why you were attacking so harshly, and finding that it made him giddy. Though a little mortified that you would take such drastic measures for him.

It wasn't just Klaus transforming either, Steven and K.K. ran out to the sight of you slashing through fingers and leaving a messy trail of revenge. The look on your face was terrifying, but Klaus was still injured.

And he was a bit more of a top priority.

"[Name]!" Chaz cried out, "I'm sorry! I'll leave! I!"

You stopped suddenly, the darkened look on your face unyielding, "Then get out."

Gathering what little resolve he had left, Chaz opened the door. Running for his life and unsure what to think. This was nothing like the epic rescue he thought this would be. Chaz had been expecting to find you needing his help, not ready to kill for some random beast.

.

You fell to your knees beside the vaguely familiar form at the top of the stairs. Not entirely sure the curse was broken, Klaus still had fangs. But he was still much smaller than before, thought he would still tower over you.

"Klaus?"

His hand felt the same, just a little smaller as it cupped your cheek, "Yes, it's me. I... I don't know what to say really."

"I can fix the suit of armor." You started, "And polishing the sword, scrubbing the floor. Its the least I can do since this is my-"

You were cut off by a soft kiss to your other cheek. Part of you wanted Klaus to despise you for being so violent, part of you wanted him to be upset that you managed to ruin the carpet and stain the stone. Part of you wanted him to punish you in some way for being the reason he got hurt.

But part of you just wanted to stay here and live out the rest of your life with him.

"At the moment," Klaus said slowly, "I'd like to ask that you help me to my room. And perhaps we could finish the conversation from the kitchen."