A/N: My favorite animated movie is: Howl's Moving Castle. It is just simply..the best movie that will make anyone fall in love with it. Go to YouTube, type in Howl's Moving Castle Theme song. The one with nearly 1mil views is the one I recommend-it is amazing. The song is beautiful and it will get you in the mood for the story.
If I accidentally say Sophie or Howl instead of Caroline and Klaus..please tell me! I tend to mix up names. Would anyone be a dear and make me a cover picture for this story or just a lovely picture or a GIF or anything? I would literally die if you do. I will. I swear.
That doesn't mean I abandoned my other story. Gone With The Time. I'm actually writing it right now as you read.
Enjoy the story! Disclaimer: I don't own TVD or Howl's Moving Castle-in fact, I don't own anything! Boohoo for me.
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xoxo Klaroline23
Klaus's Moving Castle
Chapter 1
The train passed by, releasing a cloud of black smoke and a loud whistling sound, which echoed through the streets. Caroline could hear the windowsills rattle as the train slid by.
The door creaked open startling Caroline, who was engrossed in sewing colorful flowers onto the large hats. Caroline looked up slightly from her hats to see Jenna, another worker at the shop, standing by the door. Caroline felt one of her eyebrows tug slightly upwards in question.
"I just closed the shop. Why don't you come with us this time?" Jenna asked, her head nodding towards the rest of the girls, whom were all chattering animatedly.
"I have to finish this," Caroline replied politely, holding up the pink, floppy hat for Jenna to see. "I hope you enjoy," she smiled apologetically.
"Ok, I'm off," Jenna said, nodding. "Let's go girls," she called, motioning her hand for them to follow.
"Hey, wait up! Is something wrong with my dress? Let me just check the mirror one last ti—check it out! Klaus's castle is here!" one of the chubbier girls who lagged behind cried, rushing towards the large, dusty window. The girls stopped talking and all ran to see if it were true.
Indeed, there was a titanic, rusty machine slowly creeping its way up the large, green hill. The hill was far away, but they could still see the view clearly. Caroline watched as the other girls whispered excitedly to each other, pointing at the metallic structure.
Steam and smoke burst from the castle. Caroline always thought Klaus's castle looked more like a bug and a fish mutated together. She chuckled slightly at the thought.
The moving castle soon disappeared behind the clouds, leaving the girls to stare at the fog.
"Oh it's gone!" the chubby girl cried, disappointed.
"No, it's just hidden in the mist. Didn't you see those battle ships just pass in front of the window?" the scrawny girl with the big nose insisted.
"Have you heard of the girl, Katherine, who lives in South town?" a short, plump girl with a green dress whispered.
"What about her?" the chubby girl asked, leaning in.
"Her heart was stolen by Klaus!" the scrawny girl whispered excitedly. The chubby girl's eyes widened in surprise, but were soon replaced with fear.
"I'm scared!"
"Don't worry, he won't go after yours. You're too fat," the plump girl with the green dress sneered, and the girls sniggered. Caroline felt her eyes roll at the irony.
"Come on girls, hurry up!" Jenna urged, her fingers tapping impatiently against her hips. The girls broke apart from their teasing and rushed to the door, completely forgetting about the incident with Klaus's castle that just happened before. Caroline shook her head at the shallowness of the girls. All they cared about were gossips. They didn't really care about anything.
Caroline's fingers reached for another hat. She sighed when she realized there were about forty more hats stacked up on the table. She looked at the pile of hats she had finished today and decided to call it a day. Caroline jumped up from the wooden stool, causing it to wobble slightly from the sudden release of weight. She wiped her hands against the white apron and shook the dust off.
Caroline picked up her yellowish-beige hat with two plastic berries sewn in from the table and set the apron down. She made her way down the wooden stairs. A gush of wind blew by, causing Caroline's dark green dress to flutter slightly.
The door heaved open and Caroline was greeted by the too-bright sun and clear blue sky. The sound of airplanes whizzing by caused her to tilt her head back slightly. She watched as the airplanes with a giant, bright pink and yellow striped flag pass by.
Caroline climbed up the steps to the hat shop to make sure it was locked. She poked her head inside the shop one last time. Caroline caught a glimpse of her image that was reflected from the mirror that hung on the wall. She frowned at the sight. She looked ugly. Her blonde curls, unlike the other girls' in town, were messy and tangled. Even though she was only 17, she felt like a grandma.
Shaking the thoughts away, Caroline quickly closed the door and locked it. She tried to smile, for after all, it was a big day for everyone. Caroline was going to meet her two best friends, Elena and Bonnie. They worked at a bakery only a few blocks away, but because of the girls' busy schedule, they rarely saw each other anymore. In addition, today was the parade day, so everyone was outside cheering for the soldiers.
Caroline stepped out into the busy streets. Wagons and cars with giant wheels whizzed by quickly. After making sure the path was safe, Caroline ran over to where a bright blue trolley stood. She jumped on right before the bell sounded, indicating that the trolley was going to leave.
Caroline watched as the city flashed by in front of her eyes. There were donkeys carrying baskets of fruits, people holding small flags that Caroline had seen the airplanes carry before, and families rushing to see the parade.
The crowd cheered wildly as the tanks passed underneath the bridge. The sounds of whistling, instruments playing, and people screaming filled the city. Colorful confetti flew carelessly in the air, landing on the floor and people's heads. The men, women, and children waved their hats and handkerchiefs as the soldiers wearing tall blue hats and uniforms marched in unison across the street.
Not really wanting to stay for the parade, Caroline ignored the crowd and continued to walk forward. Unfortunately, there were more people crowding the streets. Knowing it was going to be impossible to fight through the mob of people, Caroline snuck into the alleyway. There weren't any people down there.
It was dark and gloomy, but it was at least much quieter than the streets. Caroline continued to walk farther and farther. Soon, the sound of the cheering started fading away. Caroline gulped slightly and looked around, scared. There were no signs of people out here in the alleyway.
Caroline continued to walk on, her head turning occasionally to see if anyone was there. Suddenly, she bumped into someone. Hard.
Caroline gasped; no words came out of her mouth. She glanced up to see a tall, blonde soldier with a blue uniform grin at her. His arm was leaning against the wall.
"Hey, looks like a little mouse lost its way," the soldier smirked, leaning in. Caroline backed away, uncomfortable at the soldier's closeness.
"Oh, no. I'm not lost," she stuttered.
"This little mouse looks thirsty," the soldier continued, the smile never leaving his face. "We should take her for a cup of tea."
"No thanks, my friends are expecting me," Caroline said, looking down. Her heart beat so wildly; she was scared it would pop out from her chest.
"She's pretty cute for a mouse," the soldier standing next to him said, putting his face close to Caroline's. Caroline felt intimidated by the large, bushy mustache and backed away further.
"How old are you, anyway? Do you live around here?" the blonde soldier asked.
"Leave me alone," Caroline snarled angrily, her confidence returning.
"See? Your mustache scares all the girls," the blonde said to his friend, chuckling.
"So? She's even cuter when she's scared," the soldier shrugged, leaning closer. Caroline scowled. She felt her face heat up in anger and embarrassment.
"There you are, sweetheart. I'm sorry I'm late," a silky voice said from behind Caroline, startling not only her, but the soldiers as well. Caroline didn't dare turn around, she was just glad someone was here to save her from the two soldiers. "I've been looking everywhere for you," he continued. Caroline noticed his thick British accent. It was like hearing beautiful, melodic music.
If only she wasn't so freaked out by the two big soldiers, she would've probably fainted by now. She jumped slightly as she felt he put his arms around her petite shoulder, his warm, firm hands protecting her.
"Hey, hey. We're busy here," the blonde soldier growled furiously.
"Oh, really? It looked to me like the two of you were just leaving," he continued, amusement in his voice. Caroline felt the strong hands leave her shoulders. She watched as he lifted his index finger and made a twirling motion. As if magic, the two soldiers grunted and straightened their backs. They protested in surprise, but their legs kept going and going until Caroline couldn't see them anymore. She sighed in relief, glad that they were finally gone.
"Don't hold it against them. They're not actually all that bad," the voice said, startling Caroline. She had forgotten that he was still there. Her hat had covered his face so she still didn't know how he looked like. She tilted her head slightly upward to see who her savior was.
A small gasp managed to escape her throat as her eyes landed on the most beautiful man Caroline had ever seen. His eyes were clear blue, his dirty blonde hair was in small curls, and there was a ridiculously handsome smirk on his face, causing the dimples to show. He wore a loose, long-sleeved white shirt with tight-fitting black pants. A blue-gem necklace hung around his neck, and a large pink-and-black-checkered gold-rimmed jacket covered his shoulders.
Caroline, who was still flabbergasted by how handsome this man looked, kept opening and closing her mouth like a fish, not knowing what words to say.
"Where to?" he asked, his blue eyes glistening brightly. "I'll be your escort this evening."
Caroline gulped. Think, damn it, words, Caroline! "Oh, no, I'm just going to the bakery," she managed to blurt out. He gave her a small smirk in amusement and nodded.
"Don't be alarmed, but I'm being followed. Act normal," he warned, offering his arm to Caroline. She looked at him, confused. Followed? What did he mean by that? Still, she took his arm.
Caroline's mind was completely blank. She didn't know what was going on. One hand rested on her heart, fearing that it might suddenly pop out and run away. Her teeth were clenched tightly, her eyes looking straightforward. It was quiet, except for the sound the clicking of their shoes.
"Sorry, love. Looks like you're involved," he whispered, looking straight. That was when Caroline first heard it. She looked back over her shoulders and screamed silently inside. Huge, black, jelly-like blobs with white and blue hats were following them. Caroline looked back at the man next to her in astonishment and confusion. He, unlike her, looked peaceful. What the hell?
Caroline felt them starting to pace up. Her heart was starting to beat faster and faster.
"This way," he said quickly, turning sharply. Caroline's small body followed. She tightened her grip on his arm, afraid that if she let go, she might die.
Caroline could hear the shadowy blobs coming after them. She knew better than to look back. She could hear the grumbling and grunting of the strange creatures behind her. She squeaked slightly when she saw more—but this time they were in FRONT of them! They were most definitely trapped now.
"Hold on," the man said, putting his arm around her waist.
"Huh?" Caroline asked, confused, before she realized what was happening. "Oh my god!" she squealed.
They were in the air. Were they flying? Caroline's mind froze. Her hand gripped tightly onto the man's hand. She was glad he had his arm around her waist, or she would probably be falling or shrieking crazily. Caroline could feel the wind tug at her skirt, trying to pull them up.
"Now, straighten your legs and start walking, love," he said, releasing his grip from her waist. That's it, Caroline thought. She was officially going to start screaming.
"Are you crazy?" she hissed, but that only caused his smirk to broaden. He took each of Caroline's hand and motioned her to start walking.
Squeezing her eyes tightly, Caroline started moving her legs. She felt nothing underneath her, just the air.
"See? Not so hard, is it, sweetheart?" Caroline opened one eye to make sure she wasn't dead. She gasped when she saw the streets of the city below her. There were the markets and people she passed by just a few minutes ago. She was flying! Some part of her was still freaking out, yet another part of her was amazed. She was—walking on air!
Caroline watched the scenery unfold under her. They passed by roofs, markets, cars, and tall towers. She could feel her mouth twitching upwards. Then she broke into a large grin.
"You are a natural," he said, his breath tickling Caroline's ears. He was so close to her; his lips were nearly touching her cheeks. A small shiver ran through her body. She jumped slightly from the closeness and blushed.
Caroline could see the balcony of the bakery just ahead of them.
"There we go," the man said, carefully set her down on the balcony. With a soft thud, her feet landed on the wooden floor. "I'll go take care of them. Wait a while before you go out, will you, love?"
"Okay," Caroline said, not knowing what else to say.
"That's my girl," he smirked. Then carefully, he let go of Caroline's hands and jumped down. He was gone. Caroline gasped, running quickly over to the edge of the balcony. However, she saw nothing. There were only people dancing along to loud music and people chattering, sipping tea. Her mysterious savior—she didn't even catch his name—was nowhere in sight.
"Elena! Caroline's here!" Bonnie yelled, making her way through the crowd. There was always a crowd of desperate men around Elena. The reason was pretty obvious. Elena was one of the most beautiful girls in the city, all the men wanted to court her.
"She is?" Elena asked, straightening up. Caroline was her best friend; it had been so long since they had seen each other. Her eyes glistened with excitement and happiness. Bonnie nodded swiftly, motioning from her to follow. Elena dropped the box of chocolates she was holding onto the counter and pushed the men out of her way. She held her long, pink dress up slightly, careful not to trip as she followed Bonnie.
"Hey! Come back, Elena!" the men cried, protesting. Elena just ignored their cries and continued up the stairs.
"Caroline!" Bonnie yelled, rushing towards her blonde friend. Caroline whipped her head around to see her two best friends. She shrieked in glee as she hugged them.
"I'm so happy to see you guys," she sniffed, tears threatened to fall.
"Enough, Caroline. No tears today," Elena ordered, hearing her friend sniff. They all burst into laughter. Elena was right. There would be no tears, just happiness that day.
"Anyways, Caroline…Someone told me that you came flying through the balcony," Bonnie said once the hugging was over. Elena's eyebrows rose slightly in surprise and suspicion. It was strange for someone to come in…flying through the balcony. It was very strange.
Caroline felt her heart speed up. How would she explain this to her friends? She didn't even know what that was herself! Instead of replying, Caroline tried to weasel out by talking about chocolate.
"Caroline. No more lies," Bonnie said, looking straight into her friend's nervous blue eyes. She held her breath for a few seconds before letting out a sigh in defeat.
Caroline told the story of the mysterious hero that saved her from the two creepy soldiers she met on the street. She left out a few details, though, especially those about his physically appearance…and how he made her heart flutter and send a shiver down her spine.
"Whoa, he must've been a wizard, then!" Bonnie breathed out in shock once Caroline finished telling her story.
"Bu-but he was so kind to me," Caroline sighed, looking down. But they all knew where this would lead. Wizards were evil, magical beings that stole people's hearts. They were extremely dangerous to be around. Everyone in the city were scared of the wizards; they didn't allow their children to walk around the streets alone during the night.
Caroline's mind wandered to Katherine, who was the most recent person to get her heart ripped out by a wizard…Klaus, the cruelest wizard of them all.
"He rescued me," Caroline said quietly.
"Of course he did! Caroline, he was trying to steal your heart!" Elena said angrily. Caroline looked at her friend appreciatively. She was glad that at least her friends cared for her…unlike her mother.
Was the wizard really being nice only to steal her heart?
Of course he was, silly!
Why can't I believe that? Something tells me…that there was something else.
Caroline, are you really that stupid to fall for a wizard? A wizard is deceiving, sneaky, and evil. They will make you fall in love with them and rip your heart right out of your body!
Caroline cringed at the thought. She imagined the wizard sitting in his house with a jar full of girls' hearts. No, no, no, that's not possible. He would never… her friends watched Caroline closely, a worried expression on their face.
"You are so lucky, Caroline. If that wizard was Niklaus Mikaelson … he would've eaten it!"
"No he wouldn't…" Caroline said looking up at her two friends. "Klaus only does that to beautiful girls." Caroline looked down back at the ground. It was true. She wasn't beautiful. She would never be as beautiful as Bonnie and Elena. All the guys chose them over here. Matt, Damon, Stefan, and literally almost every guy in the city wanted to escort either Elena or Bonnie, not even bothering to look at Caroline. Even her own mother preferred Elena and Bonnie…over her own daughter!
It was now Elena and Bonnie's turn to scowl angrily at her friend. "Don't give me that!" Bonnie growled, glaring at her friend.
"You need to be more careful, Caroline. It's dangerous out there. Even the witch of the waste is back on the prowl…" Elena said, sighing. She looked over at her friend and leaned in to give her a hug.
"Elena, Bonnie! Just wanted to let you know that the chocolate croissants are done," Anna said as she passed by, holding a box of baguettes.
"Thanks, we'll be right there!" Bonnie nodded at Anna.
"Well, I'd better get going," Caroline, said standing up. Elena and Bonnie nodded sadly. It had only been a brief 10 minutes, but they all knew that they had busy lives to attend to.
Elena and Bonnie warned Caroline about her safety one last time before breaking into a long hug, again. Caroline could feel the tears return to her eyes, but held them in. She gave her friends a smile and a little wave before walking away.
Caroline made her way to the trolley. She grabbed onto the side metal bar, leaning her body out. The wind blew softly against her face, causing her golden curls to fly backwards. The image of her mysterious wizard hero was still etched in her mind. It was a face she would never forget. Would she ever see him again? Despite all the warnings she had received from her friends, a part of her wanted to meet the handsome, dirty blonde, blue-eyed wizard one more time. Then she realized he was probably one of those wizards that chased beautiful girls. She would never be beautiful enough…for anyone.
A/N: Follow me on Tumblr at ChemicalKlarolineDrug to see my other one-shots and stories. Now, be a sweetheart and tell me what you think. I can take criticism-but not too well (I think). I don't know, yet. Shall we find out?
