✧ THE DAY THAT WASN'T ✧

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(Y/N) Hargreeves

"𝗜'𝗠 𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗥𝗬. 𝗔𝗠 𝗜 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧'𝗦 𝗦𝗞𝗘𝗣𝗧𝗜𝗖𝗔𝗟 𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘?" Allison said, sounding discourteous.

Five groaned and looked down as if his sight was being cloudy. He almost sounded as if he was in pain. I readily grabbed his arm before he could trip on his own step. "You good, Five?" I question, concerned for what he was feeling as I placed a thumb on his chin.

He just nodded, followed by a clearing of the throat. "Harold Jenkins. You know those lunatics in masks who attacked the house?" Luther reminded Klaus, who looks lost. "Oh yeah, I think I remember those guys."

"Yeah, the ones that attacked us and kidnapped you while you were getting drunk," Diego adds.

"Yeah. Them. They were sent by the Temps Commission to stop me from coming back and preventing the end of life on Earth."

I could see the regret in Five's eyes when he mentioned the thing about the Commission because like right now he has to explain it again. "My former employer. They monitor all of time and space to make sure that whatever is supposed to happen... Happens. They believe the apocalypse is coming in three days. So I went to Commission headquarters and intercepted a message that was meant for said lunatics. 'Protect Harold Jenkins.'" Five returned without even taking a single breath for a second, I'm shocked how much his mouth can move.

"So, he must be responsible for the apocalypse." I joined in. While everybody else looked so confused.

'Ah, shit, here they come.'

"What do you mean, protect time and space?"

"I'm gonna go get a drink."

"Where is this Hazel, Five?"

"My skin is on fire."

"Do you have any idea how insane this sounds?"

"You know what else is insane? We look like 16-year-old kids. Klaus talks to the dead, and Luther thinks he's fooling everybody with that overcoat."

I bit my lip with Five just said, trying to contain my laughter. While creating an oof sound, seeing how Luther got embarrassed.

"Everything about us is insane. It always has been. We didn't choose this life, we're just living it. For the next three days, anyway."

"But the last time we tried to stop it, we all died. Why is the time any different? Why shouldn't I go home to my daughter?" Allison protested. "Because this time, I'm here. We have the name of the man responsible. Guys, we actually have the chance of saving the lives of billions of people."

"Including Claire." I connected as soon as I saw Allison, who seems to be contradicting with her thoughts. "I never told you about Claire?"

"Well, I do. And we'd like to live long enough to meet her." I smiled in dismay, biting my cheek.

"All right. Let's get this bastard." She squeezes her fist taking her step towards our direction but only to be paused because of Diego who spoke.

"You had me at Gerald Jenkins."

"Harold Jenkins." Five corrects.

"Whatever. I've already lost two people this week, I'm not losing anyone else."

"And Luther?"

"Yeah, you go. I'm gonna stay and go through Dad's files. I still think this has something to with why he sent me to the Moon."

"Seriously? Now you wanna make the end of the world about you and dad?" Diego jeered at him.

"No. 'Watch for threats.' That's what he told me. You think that's a coincidence? This all has to be connected somehow."

As much as I hate to agree with Luther, my gut feeling is saying that it might be connected to the moon.

"No, we should all stick together."

"We don't have time for this!"

"Let's roll. I know where we can find this asshole. Klaus, you're with me."

"Yeah. I—I-m good. I think I'll, uh... I think I'll pass. I'm... feeling a little under the weather, so uh..." Klaus replies, slurring his words a bit.

"Oh... (Y/N) you're with me." Diego turns his heel to face me.

"Have I not been included the whole time?!" I barked, clearly bugged off about what he just said when he just entered our boat. "Hush you two." Five joins clearly not wanting to witness any conflicts at the moment.

"Can I first change my clothes?" I asked Five after pulling his sleeves to get his attention. "The world is literally ending in 3 days and you're worried about hygiene?"

"Duh! That lady has her strong perfume all over me and you. And I don't like it."

"Well, at least we smell the same... Come on." He claims, pulling me by the collar to lead me to the backdoor where he and I will sit.

'What in the freaky frack smelling the same is any good?'

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I could see Five who's hands were shivering. It's something that Five would often do and one of the things that I didn't like about him; He pretends he's okay even though he's not.

"You okay, bud'?" I tapped the top of his hand, eventually getting his attention to me. "Y-Yeah." He hesitated and retreated back his palm and placed it under his chin. Trying to look busy watching the cars pass by.

"You guys always have this kind of weird tension ever since we were kids." Diego makes eye contact by the rearview mirror. I could see Allison curving a smirk on her lips. "My ship is sailing now, finally."

"Your what? The ship has already sailed" Five furrowed his eyebrows uninviting to where this was going. "Not after that kiss," I added, just wanting to tease the boy beside me who's already getting flustered.

"You guys kissed?" It revolted Diego.

"Well yes, I did—w-wait no!" Five stuttered as Allison gave a smug smile as she adjusts the rear-mirror to her side so she can see the unnerved boy. "Ugh, whatever..."

The car stops. I could see his expression finally begin to feel at ease.

"We're here. I know this Jenkins dude has to have a record. We gotta get our hands on this file." Diego assumed as he turned off the engine of the car.

"And your plan is to what? Do a renegade in front of the cops and just ask for it?" I tittered crossing my arms, just seeing him from the state he is in right now. He'd be caught red-handed.

"I know the station like the back of my hand, sis. I've spent a lot of time inside." He reprimanded.

"Handcuffed," Allison added.

"Whatever, here's the plan--"

"Plan. I'm just gonna blink in and get the file." Five proposed, but Diego seems to be in dispute and still wants to proceed with the 'hero' way of sneaking in. "No, that's not—You don't know the ins and outs of this place, okay?" He emphasizes.

"I literally just did this yesterday. Our yesterday, not your yesterday. It'll take me two seconds, why don't I just go?" Five countered.

"Listen to me. You are not going in there. I made a call. That's what a leader does."

"Ugh. Whatever, just get out of my sight before I break your other arm." I chimed in as we all got out of the car.

"Not if I do it first." Diego bossed as he walks towards an alleyway.

"Where are you going, Allison?" I asked before she proceeded with her steps. "I'm just gonna call Vanya and see if she's okay. We had a little argument earlier at home." She confessed as she continued her way to the street phone.

To my surprise, Five without notice already has hands-on mine. It's like it was already a natural thing he'd do, and he probably didn't even realize what he's doing. "Is there any day that passed without you holding my hand?" I mentioned as I gave a half-suppressed laugh. "It's like you instantly do it now. Intertwining with me? Hn~Five?" I teased as he quickly let go of it.

"Stop being ridiculous, (Y/N)." Five bleated taking his spot to a nearby wall and leaning half of his body on it. "Sooo... What happens now?"

"I say we wait."

"You're welcome." Diego appears to the scene, holding a blue file and showing it off to both of us. Allison snatches it from his hand and skims the page. She stopped for a certain mugshot photo. "Holy shit."

"What?"

"Harold Jenkins is Leonard Peabody."

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Fun Fact: Five and (Y/N) was looking forward to play and take care of Claire. She was happy when she found out she had a niece.

A/N: you know i actually advance my writing i just publish them after a week passes 😂 im generous today so imma upload this chapter today and i love you guys too much 🙄💞

QOTD: What did you get for Christmas?

instax mini link, a necklace, some makeup, etc.