Just Rambling

by Klenevieve

A few rambles about a what if with Rebekah, Klaus, Stefan and Marcel. No one has to read this. I just felt like posting. IF you do read this just keep in mind that ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN IN HERE. that was your WARNING in case you do decide to read these dumb writings by me. Have A Nice Day!

4. Chapter 4

I think that I will answer reviews like this from now on. It's fun. I answer questions, I don't know how to answer comments BUT I like both questions AND comments. I need comments to know where I can improve on my writings and in points of my story. It also helps me keep writing on my stories. Now on to the story, also if anyone else wants to review I will answer. Okay time for me to shuts it up. I won't keep you long then. Also, if there is anything in here you guys don't like I am VERY SORRY! Please do not hate me. Happy Readings!

(Just a rambling)

I parked in front of the house and led in Stefan and Rebekah to go find my kid. What I found instead was a group of gangsters in my house. I shooed them out and Marcel came stomping down the stairs.

"I told you guys to wait a few minutes." He grumbled. He saw me and froze. "Klaus?"

"Marcel?" I asked, crossing my arms and glaring daggers at him. "So, what have you been doing in my town while I was gone?" He backed up the stairs and ran back to what was my room… or used to be.

I chased him there and yanked the door open. I grabbed him and vamped him into a chair downstairs. "You came back." He smiled.

"You finally called us back? What happened to Mikael?"

"He left this town. I have been building it back up. I rebuilt the theatre. I built a coffee shop and more. I am trying to do more. Welcome back." He said, uneasily.

I tried to think about what to do next with him, so I just told him the obvious. "Rebekah has moved on from you. She now loves Stefan Salvatore here. Sorry mate. Now I will be taking over my city again. First thing of business will be me taking control of the city again. Sorry Marcel."

"Okay. You got it. It hasn't been long enough for me to forget what happens when someone goes against you, more so if I go against you."

"Good. Now go wake up your family. There in the basement."

(Just a rambling. Sorry if anyone is reading this. I don't have many ideas for this story. I only wanted to post it up. If you have any ideas, I'll be happy to listen and maybe I'll use it.)