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Alistair: I mean-yeah, you've got a point- 

He sits Klaus in a chair in the center of the living room and ties him to it. He goes to the kitchen to get him some water. 

Milo poked Klaus, giggling as he did so.

Alistair walks over to Klaus and tilts his head back, giving him small sips of the water 

Klaus's eyes jolted open and he gagged and leaned forward, spitting the water out

Alistair: Shit! 

He jumps back 

"H-Huh..?"

Alistair walks up to Klaus, arms crossed. He puts the glass down on the table. 

Alistair: Alright asshole. You're going to answer my questions, and you're going to answer them honestly. And if you do, I'll let you go and you can go about your business. If not-well, let's cross that bridge when we get to it, yeah? So: What. Did you do. TO MY PACK!? 

"...fuck you."

Alistair: Motherfucker- 

His finger tips start going black, lengthening. He's getting really pissed. 

Alistair: WHERE ARE THEY!? 

"..."

Milo gently sat on Klaus's lap

Klaus: "What the hell.."

(REEEEEEEEEEEEEEE)