Are thirteen days’ worth of memories enough to bridge a
chasm three years wide? Klaus and Clara’s reunion after the Unhappy Ending.
Shameless fix-it. And of course, spoilers for the Unhappy Ending.
Got a few more prompts to fill, but more are always welcomed in my askbox (in-game relationships only). And all fills are posted to AO3 as well as ff.net.
Out of the countless times that Klaus had imagined this day,
he had never once thought he’d be nervous.
He’d endured the ache of the last three years, working
gradually but inexorably towards this goal. The day of their reunion had been
the carrot that had kept him moving – kept him hoping – and now, it should have
been like emerging from a tunnel of darkness. Instead of the sunshine, though,
all he felt was the uncertainty of a strange new world. As he walked down the
cobblestone path in a tiny village in the prefecture of Reitz, the simmering
anxiety refused to go away.
His surroundings were idyllic enough: a stone path,
storybook cottages, fields of flowers. Around
him the sound of cowbells resounded from the hillsides, and happy bumblebees droned
as they swayed in the air, drunk on honey and sunshine. Klaus harnessed his
legendary focus and attempted to let these things soothe him – but then the
sight of the little blue cottage came into view and he felt his heart rise into
This was it.
It felt surreal to be here, in this little village in the
mountains. Stepping into this
sun-drenched world, it was as if he’d entered a kingdom of Clara’s own
making. The rules that he’d lived by – magic
and self-discipline – had evaporated, and he was surrounded by a sort of
timeless, sleepy contentment that suffused everything around him.
Before him, the little blue cottage stood. He couldn’t help
but notice the imperfections – a crooked step, a clumsily patched roof – every
one of them evidence of her hand. He did not need to see the little unicorn carved
into a sign above the door to know that it was hers; he could feel Clara’s
magic surrounding it, as if it poured out the windows. His breath hitched as he
felt the gentle, warm essence of that magic again. And then something in him
that had been roiling and disturbed for three long years finally slowed and
settled into place.
Of course, Klaus thought in exasperation, she wouldn’t have
the decency to be actually home after he’d journeyed so far to find her. She’d never made it easy for him; why start