A. Action for 729 Anderson
(mostly Hiccup but Lucrezia can tag in and be her usual Lucrezia-ish self too)

[This morning, Klaus made waffles for breakfast like usual. However, unlike usual, he has a motive. These waffles are extra-delicious and made with even more care than usual, and do you know why? Because he has a question to ask his son, and he ( Read more... )

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[Hey, family. Guess who's back from exploring the highway? This guy! Unfortunately, he had a run-in with a bear and... well... he's not doing so hot. But he's home! And sort of slumping against the entrance-way wall, not even bothering to kick the door closed behind him.  Car buddies, feel free to follow him inside, if you like, but he knows who ( Read more... )

[This isn't Westport. That means this is Mayfield, and for the first time, Klaus is honestly relieved to realize that.

His first order of business is checking on a certain someone left behind -- that is, Hiccup, who he last saw with his head ripped open, very much dead. Hiccup, if you are in the house, expect Klaus to find you... and inspect your ( Read more... )

[It's funny. When Klaus likened running Europa to running a kindergarten, he hadn't actually had any experience in kindergarten-running.

Thanks to Mayfield, that has changed. Klaus has been the proud teacher of the Mayfield kindergarten class for quite some time now -- long enough, in fact, to have compiled several notebooks worth of notes on their ( Read more... )

[Good day, Mayfield. You may notice that there is a young man you have never seen before walking down your streets. Every now and again, he pauses to inspect cars and hydrants and signs and really, everything that is fairly standard in a town from the 1950s.

Unfortunately, this young man is from some time in the 1800s, and furthermore, an alternate ( Read more... )

[It is December 28th, approximately three days after Klaus received his letter from Santa. He has thus been growing slowly more and more paranoid about how people in Mayfield really feel about him: that is, he thinks each and every one of them is laughing at him behind his back. But he is a Spark! He is a Mad Scientist Tyrant Emperor! And he will ( Read more... )

[Klaus ignored the letter when he got up, and he ignored the letter successfully for hours afterward. After hearing the mayhem over the phones all day today, he's understandably wary. Besides, he knows his letter wasn't the nicest -- hell, he was practically asking for something bad to happen to him -- and opening the reply would be opening himself ( Read more... )

[ooc: Continued from here, right after Dist shows up.]

[Hey, Dist. Why are you always in the wrong place at the wrong time? It doesn't really matter. What matters is that there is a very big man with a very big gun bearing down on you, and he doesn't look happy. In fact, he looks pretty darn furious.

You doubt? That was a big explode-y shrapnel- ( Read more... )

[Klaus was expecting poison, or spiders, or blood, or an attack turkey at the very least. However, the turkey he found on the mat contained none of these things. Instead, it held... another turkey. And then another. And another. INFINITY TURKEY.

Family can find him sitting at the kitchen table, having cleared away the Mayfield-provided feast in ( Read more... )

[Klaus can't help it; he's always had a sweet tooth.

So he puts the candy on his waffles because clearly he is trying to rot his teeth out his face as fast as possible. They taste rather sour, but he has an extremely refined sense of taste when it comes to waffles and thus is perfectly fine with that.

Ten minutes later, he's blown up half the kitchen ( Read more... )