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16 YEARS AGO

"HURRY UP, FIVE. Dad's gonna add extra hours in our training if we come down late!" (Y/N) tugged Five's sleeves, pulling him out of his comfort zone of solving and making calculations. "You think dad will finally agree for me to time travel?" Five asked, unbothered by the young girl's pulling.

"No, Five. Not yet. We both know that the P.B.S is not ready, as well as you, so come on let's go, it's almost lunchtime."

She kept grabbing his arm making all his perplexed writing all cluttered and all over the place eventually he stops fighting it and went to the stairs with her. "Why did you re-do that equation? I did that already, you smartass."

"I wouldn't be such a smart ass if you wouldn't give me so much to work, to begin with. Most of your estimations wrong you didn't follow such a simple rule of mathematics."

"Oh yeah? And what is that?"

"PEMDAS"

"Oh."

Sir Reginald Hargreeves raised these children to be determined as the 'Wonder Kids' in town. But their actions weren't as wonderful as their words. Especially for Five and (Y/N) cussing at each other was kinda their way of saying 'I love you bestie.'

The chimes of the handbell reverberated in Grace's care as disciplined children gathered to their dinner table, arranged mentally to follow the rules and regulations of their strict father. They all have their own designated place to sit when they eat.

(Y/N) was next to Allison. They all remained standing waiting for their Father's voice to give them permission too as they stood behind their chairs.

"Sit." He instructed. Everyone sat down and ate their meal.

Allison and Luther gave ogling eyes for one another as they chew off their chopped potatoes. Ben was reading a book as always, Diego was sharpening his knife secretly under the table and Klaus was rolling his fresh 'plant' for later use.

(Y/N) glances on Five who was clutching his knife she noticed he hasn't touched his food yet and continued to glare at the man who sat at the other end of the table. His grip hardens. He elevated it from its place and stabs the table with vigor. The whole table clangs with his force, earning the eyes of all his siblings.

"I have a question."

"Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during mealtimes. You are interrupting Herr Carlson."

Five stubbornness was one thing someone cannot get through. His plate clutters as he purposely drops his utensils on the surface of it. "I want to time travel."

"No."

"But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said—See?" He stood upright and teleported next to his dad, who seemed opposed to Five's wants.

"A spatial jump is trivial when compared to with the unknowns of time travel. One is sliding along the ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn."

"Well, I don't get it."

"Hence the reason you're not ready."

(Y/N) who was beside Five, gently strikes his knee with her foot below the table, giving him a message that he should stop the disturbance of their feast. It was not even a good idea to talk back to their father.

"I'm not afraid."

"Fear isn't the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable. Now I forbid you to talk about this anymore." Reginald's plate rattle as he faces Five seriously as the spoon and fork fall on his dish.

Five gave the look of disagreement. A feeling of deviation from the old man's analysis. (Y/N) could see the emotion he was showing that their parent failed to see.

(Y/N), His best friend clasps both her hands on his arm garment, shaking her head entreating him to not do it for there will be huge consequences. She looks at him with pleading eyes, almost seeing his own reflection on her (E/C) pairs. The boy ceased to see the effect and only thought of the cause. He pulls back his arm aggressively, making her feel like it was a personal attack.

"Number Five!" Reginald yells as Number Five pretended to not hear anything and continued to step out of the room, not knowing that it was a horrible choice to walk away. "You haven't been excused! Come back here!" As for (Y/N), it offended her, and decided to not stop him this time. Little did she know, she will regret it soon.

Five came out of the mansion full of self-confidence. Feeling the air go through his nostrils and his hair swaying, he activated his power. He went through the seasons and pushed himself forward in his timeline.

Summer, winter, and then finally, the apocalypse.

Five is petrified from the incredibly terrorized appearance of the world. There was nothing. Absolutely nothing. His character quickly changed as he runs back to his home, calling out the first person he wanted to see okay.

"Eight!"

There was no answer. He knew there will never be an answer, but he still called.

"Ben! Dad! Anyone!"

The boy attempted to time travel back to where he came from, but he didn't succeed. "Shit." He explores around trying to find any signs of life. And he did. A girl (H/L) kneels to the ground, barely moving as the catastrophe evolved around her, feeling hopeless and dull.

"(Y/N)?"

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Fun Fact: Five and (Y/N) memorized eachother's coffee blend.

A/N: i feel guilty putting that idea in my head 😐 dont forget to vote and comment, have a nice day everyone ! 💕

QOTD: Favorite young cast?

Blake Talabis and Ethan Hwang  😻 but tbh they all look so fine 👁💧👄💧👁