You and Diego were messing around with Klaus’s things when you both accidentally broke one of his favorite perfume bottle. The sweet, floral scent filled the room and the shards of glass glittered in the soft light of the lamp. Diego looked at you with wide eyes, a hint of panic flickering across his face. He knew that Klaus had an unpredictable temper and was not going to take the news of his broken treasure well.

“Uh-oh…” Diego murmured, his gaze lingering on the shimmering shards scattered across the floor. “Klaus is going to kill us… Let’s blame Five.”