~Flashback~
"Catch me if you can," I giggle running past the Hargreeves kids.
We had snuck out of the academy, and were heading to Griddy's doughnuts.
"Run Y/N run!" Klaus chants.
Looking back I see Five lunge forward to grab my arm but I dodge running faster.
"That's it!" Five groans.
Five warps beside me throwing his arm over my neck, putting me in a head lock as he continues walking.
"Let me go," I giggle, clawing at his arm.
"Say I win first," He says.
"Not a chance,"
Five starts giving me a noogie.
"Alright, alright, you win," I groan.
Loosening his grip I shove Five away, giggling.
"Awe looks like Five finally found himself a girlfriend," Klaus jokes, breaking in-between me and Five.
Rolling my eyes I throw my arm around Klaus's shoulder. "Your just jealous,"
"You're not my type," Klaus says.
"Ouch," Luther chuckles.
Shaking my head I run up to Luther jumping onto his back. Luther grabs under my legs making sure I don't fall off.
"Ouch," I joke in a low voice trying to mimic Luther's voice, making everyone laugh.
After a couple more seconds of walking we arrive at Griddy's. Walking in Luther let's go off my legs as I jump off. Excited we all hurry and sit down, Five and Diego sitting on either side of me.
A young woman walks out of the back room holding her notepad in her hand. She takes mine and everyone's orders before stopping at Diego.
"And what can I get for you handsome," She smiles sweetly.
"I...I w-would l-l...l," Diego stutters.
"A glaze?" I ask him sitting my hand on top of his as I give him a comforting look.
Diego nods embarrassed.
"Hey, don't be ashamed buttercup it's alright to stutter," She says sweetly with her southern accent.
Diego smiles blushingly.
"You know what," The waitress turns away giving us all our orders. "It's on the house."
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In This Together (Five Hargreeves)
FanfictionAfter just getting back from the apocalypse you find that the Hargreeves are all back at the umbrella accademy to mourn the death of their father Reginald. Only just getting back you stuggle with the memories of being alone in the apocalypse, and th...