There was something about Klaus that could always bring a smile to her face and Vanya felt her heart clench and tears start to well a little when she realized she wouldn’t see him until…she didn’t know when. Their father had gotten her an apartment and so there was no real reason to come here during school holidays. There were some days she wondered if he’d set it up like that. The rest of the time, she was sure he had.

“You going to make any funny shapes?” she asked, surreptitiously wiping at her tears when his back was to her. It was probably a dangerous thing, asking Klaus to make shapes. Half of them were likely to be X-rated. But his unique brand of humor was a part of the charm of living with Klaus.

And she’d miss it. And miss him.