Luther left to get Vanya while Amura fixed herself back to her turtle neck and Five's vest, with the same jeans and boots.
It became her uniform, just like Five's as it was comfortable to move in.
Then made some french toast each for everyone. Her wavy brown hair were tied up as it was getting in the way of her cooking.
"Didn't know you were a cook." Diego stated after she placed the last plate on the table.
"Why it was easy to do-"
The man cut Elliott off, "I meant Amura."
The girl rolled her eyes at his rudeness, "I pretty much have to do everything myself after my Mother died, The Handler didn't really took care of me... Just sponsoring my needs." She shrugged and sat down the couch.
A moment of silence passed by before Diego spoke again, "Hey, I know I asked if you were alright and-"
"I know... and I said I wasn't, but..." She cut him off, knowing where the conversation will lead.
Remembering what Five said before, that they don't have any lead at the moment and have quite the time, so it wasn't bad to share a few thoughts at the mean time.
So she sighed before starting, "I stated back then, before we jumped to Dallas... that I got my own time travel power now..." Diego just nodded at that.
"And I was just thinking if I should go see my Mother." She smiled softly while looking at the ground.
Diego and Amura have a similar feeling of love when it comes to their mothers, so the man understood her completely.
"But of course, we don't have the time at the moment. And I wanted to at least be free from our worries before I finally see her again." She turned her gaze back at him.
Who looked at her in sympathy.
"That's... All there is to it." She chuckled before taking her share of french toast.
"You'll see her soon." He just said.
"Thanks, but it'll only happen if you won't meddle with the President's life." She said, rolling her eyes.
Before the man could even replied, Luther and Vanya finally arrived, sitting down on the couch while they wait for the others.
Diego sat down beside the girl while the two new comers sat in front of them.
Elliott coming in with his Jell-O, sitting down in the middle of them and started blabbering, "Y'all know, Jell-O used to be a delicacy. You know, in order to make it, you gotta boil down a whole mess of hooves..."
No one was paying attention to him, Amura—who wanted him to shut up and at the same time save the man from a humiliating rejection—raised her dish, "French toast?"
She asked while the others shrugged and took their own dishes.
And it made Elliott shut up, "You have your share there Elliott, take yours." She said which he obliged quietly.
"How you feeling?" Luther asked Vanya while eating his share, almost finishing it already.
"Pretty shitty, to be honest." She only answered while eating lethargically.
"Where would you say you are on a scale from one to... ending all life on this planet?" The man put his dish down the table and took ahold of his knife.
Playing with it while looking at his sister.
"Really?" Vanya asked in disbelief while Amura rolled her eyes at him.
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Questions | Five Hargreeves • The Umbrella Academy •
FanfictionFive was just offered a job at the Commission by The Handler after his years stuck in the apocalypse. And there he met a woman, Amura Ramos. Head Operator of the Infinite Switchboard, and someone precious and important to the Commission, making Five...