✧ NUMBER FIVE ✧

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(Y/N) Hargreeves

"𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗞 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞?"

Five and I came up with a plan to create a decoy based on the most valuable item of their work; The briefcase. Though, I was still confused with his actual intentions. I still can't connect the dots with his weird agendas, he wasn't revealing much at all. "If I say it will, it will work." He stated with full confidence. My reliance on Five was high compared to all my siblings no matter how risky it may be.

We went to dad's office. It looked the same even the day I was comatose. The appearance and organization never altered. We took a step inside the place that we never dared to set foot on in search of the briefcase Five mentioned about.

"There was this certain briefcase that dad has that was similar to the commission's." Five leaned down behind the wooden desk. "Hey, Five..." I called out fidgeting my thumb as I watched him raid the storages. "What?"

"Sorry about earlier... I didn't mean to say those words it was just..."

'It was because of that dumbass kiss you did, you little psycho you made me all go bananas.'

My mind just went all over the place and my chest felt like it was floating the entire time I was with him. It felt wrong but right at the same time. I didn't want to feel this way. It almost feels disgusting to be this way around him, I can't stand it.

"Nevermind—I-I'm just—Sorry I was selfish to think and was very insensitive to even say those words out of my mouth."

Five remained silent, but he acknowledged my apology with one short, affiliative smile. I skipped towards him giving him a weak playful punch to his shoulder. "You know... You're not alone anymore, you have meAa—I mean us, your siblings."

"You're right. I have you." He grabs my hand, which was placed on his chest as he gave me a look that could easily melt my internals. His expression softens. It felt like it tossed me around as I land on clouds full of sprinkles and glitters. Touching him feels like the cold ocean on a sunset. It makes me feel good.

'That was the shittiest and cheesiest shit I have ever said inside my mind. Am I... Do I like Five...? Like sexually...? Or is it just sisterly love? We didn't even treated eachother as siblings.'

'Am I falling for you?'

"Um. So anyway, the ugh—the briefcase."

He coughs completely releasing my wrist and turns around, clearing his throat. "Right." We inch closer to the closet by our right. And there was the one mighty thing we were trying to find. "Here it is." He pulls it out blowing on the dust that rested on top.

It was simply a leathered briefcase that looked durable enough to look pricy. "I wonder what's inside—Oop!" The container opened with a slam to reveal what was holding from inside. Papers and web-like writings of our father filled the case. "Must've been some old notes, I'm gonna go throw this and--"

"Wait! I recognize these papers." Five stood up, grabbing the pile. He examines them keenly. "These were the notes that dad had for you when you were stuck in that coma."

"What?" I snatched one random paper from below. Scanning the entire page with squinted eyes.

'POSSIBLE TIME MANIPULATION? [0.08]'

'This is fascinating! This child has the skills to collaborate with the fourth dimension of reality: time. I have come to the conclusion that Number Eight has the complete authority to control time as it is of someone and, if possible, something. It's a small detail, but a month has already passed and it looks like nothing seems to be diminishing her physical appearance. She ceased her conscious efforts that abides on to entropy of system. She isn't sleeping she simply terminated her existence temporarily.'

"I don't get it..."

"I knew it. You weren't in some mere coma. The time that you were stuck in the bubble, you were sustained because you paused your time, which explains why your appearance never changed. Do you know what that means?"

"Dad enjoyed watching her daughter have a slow possible death?"

"No, you idiot! Your powers aren't just force-fields, you can also control time. The bubble you have created wasn't just some shield, it was preserving you." Five explains shuffling the paper. We just noticed that these were ripped out of dad's notebook. Why is that?

I shuffled the papers once again.

'NUMBER 0.08. SUSTAINING LIFE.'

A page full of more neat yet graffiti-like handwriting overflowed the paper but this time with drawings of plants and theories that I can sustain a plant's life for 1000 years while looking the same.

"That's impossible. I couldn't do that. I'm hella confused. So, you're saying that I have two powers?"

"Well, most likely not. Cause if you analyzed yourself, the energy you make is the time-stopping itself. Or maybe the barrier you create is not the full aptitude of it. What if you treat it as a shield, but it can also control your time?"

"This is some spooky shit."

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Five and I head downstairs. We figured that before we proceed with the plan to trick Cha-Cha and Hazel, we should make some snacks.

"You know what makes things weirder is when I came back my powers haven't been responding well," I state while making a plasma-like ball on my left hand while the other reached for the loaves of bread by the pantry area. "It's like what happened to me. After I went in further to the future my spatial jumps were drained, but instead yours was caused by the long nap time you have." He elucidates, setting down the marshmallows and peanut butter.

"This power thing is kinda ridiculous."

"So, you're saying that dad's notes were 'ridiculous'." Five squints his eyes to face me, making me disapprove with my own words which it did. "I read a few of them in the future when I miraculously found some of dad's souvenir." He said in between bites. "I kinda forgot to inform you when I got back."

"How could you forget something like that?"

"It was irrelevant."

"Ouch." I gawked out as my hand holds on to my chest as if hurt with his god-remarks. "What's that for?" I questioned once I caught Five pouring out the powder on an oval Vitamin C medicine tablet we used to drink as kids on the table. "It's for Plan B, in case things got out of hand—Actually, no it's Plan C." He blandly replies taking two more tablets in the container and doing the same thing letting the fine grains be blown away by the wind.

"The reason why I didn't age at all was that I literally paused myself," I spoke, going back to our previous subject about me having the power to also control time.

"Understanding with a doltish mind I'd say yes." Finally, he finishes the two sandwiches and slides the other half on the plate towards me.

"Should I do it again for confirmation?" I giggled as both Five and I took a sit. "Unless you wanna wake up again 12 years later." He shrugs.

"I mean if I had the ability to use it for 12 years

"Your misguided opinion is false but cute."

"Did you just call me cute?" I smirked at his sudden uncommon choice of words. He swallowed back his words, with my guess being ascertained. "You're so pity to accept such insufficient praise."

I snorted at his reply. He wasn't that invested with my tease and newly acquired ability; I wanna test it out. I elevated my unoccupied hand, activating bio-electric charges around the sandwich Five was eating, thus refraining him from taking the last bite. "Hey!"

"Hush, child."

We both watched as the sphere of cosmic-like radiation floated above our heads. My concentration extended from my head to my hands and knees; My whole body tensed up as I try to make out of what was going to happen.

The ball popped as my top part collapsed, landing on the table. Five prepares himself as the snack landed on his hand safely. "I was kinda expecting something more. That's a bummer." He snickers, letting out a soft, genuine grin. It was a rare sight. The last time showed this kind of emotion was when we were kids. I could tell that even if this man I'm sitting next to is a senior, he's just a boy that forced himself to grow up. It's sad when you think about it.

Once he caught me staring at his enchanting aura, he cleared his throat as he regains back the lame smart person he is. "The second law of thermodynamics stated that in a closed system we can never decrease time because it maintains to be constant and non-changing."

"Five speak English." I breathed out, placing my flumping my chin down on the wood with tired-looking eyes. "You can't reverse time... Though, you can preserve time which is kinda interesting."

"Ah, so you're saying you're interested in me now?"

"Not in a million years, but I can say that we officially just debunked our dad's theories and for once, he is wrong. Or we thought so; Does that sound interesting to you..? Now, go make me another sandwich."

"No."

Both of us became quiet for a few seconds as Five is still trying to accept the fact that I haven't figured out much of this newly learned ability.

"Yep. You're right, you're useless." He remarks sarcastically, giving off another signature sardonic grin. "The only thing you're good at is putting yourself in a so-called coma for 12-years."

"The only thing I'm also good at is being a Mr. Know-It-All, so I traveled far back to the future." I jeered back sticking my tongue out at him, clearly making fun of the erroneous decisions we had made.

"In that case, let's not waste any more time." He leaves abruptly with the piece on occupying his mouth. "Hey, wait for me!"

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Fun Fact: Five already knew about that part of her power, he pretended he knew nothing to hype her up.

A/N: ayeow ok just so you know this wasn't part of the show I literally made up this scene which occurs before they went with their meeting with hazel and cha-cha just to avoid confusion. i also wanted to highlight the relationship of the reader and five more since it's such a complex friendship. i also wanted to write this so like i can let out the revelation of how the 'coma' thing happened to the reader

anyways thx for reading add this to your reading list and pls don't forget to vote. pls 🧎🏻‍♀️

QOTD: Favorite sound track in the show?

easy. i think we're alone now 😚