"And that's how Phil determined that the archduke just had to go." She slurps her juice. "Care for desert?"
"I had a bad Twinkie in the apocalypse once. It kinda put me off deserts." He wasn't lying, I had one too, it was terrible.
"Please indulge me." Five sighed and grabbed a few pieces, the Handler lights her cigaret.
"What's that taste like to you?" She asked him, he chewed on the Carmel.
"Mm, the 1950's?" Five guessed.
"Precisely right. Our clever metaphysics division concocted a way to perfectly distill an entire decade into a single candy. This one's modeled after the Fudge Mutt, the Americas favorite in 1955." She held onto a piece.
"Remarkable." He said.
"You'll be happy to know it's the very division that's building your new bodies. Oh, that reminds me. I have something for you guys." She dialed. "Carla, would you bring the box in please?"
A lady came in with a box and set it down.
"Go on ahead, open it." Five and I Opened the box together. "Clothes make the man, woman. Five and y/n. Wouldn't it be nice when you can actually wear it? Very soon I assure you. They're perfecting Your bodies as we speak."
"Thank you." Five thanks her.
"It's a very kind gift." I say softly, Five turns around.
"Is that a Chinese flamethrower?" He asked.
"Good eye." He walks over to it. "War. Such a fascinating concept. A temporary slave for a permanent human flaw. Course it's a bit easier to see from 30,000 feet. These are just some of the things I've collected in my travels. M26 grenades from the Vietnam War." She picked it up and tossed it in the air catching it then put it back down.
"And this, the most noteworthy, perhaps. My Walther pistol." She picked up the pistol. "The very one Hitler used to kill himself. We're not supposed to take these kinds of things, but he wasn't gonna use it anymore." She whispered into his ear. "Feel how perfectly balanced that is. Hm?" She let Five take the pistol.
"I have some thoughts I wanted to run by you. Some suggestions to improve Commission protocol." He handed it back to her.
"Mm! Shaking things up already. I admire that." She touched his cheek, I walked over to them and stood by. "Go on. Do tell!" She walked over back to her desk and we followed.
"Gloria. The tube operator. Wouldn't it be simpler if the case managers were Tj send their own messages?" Five asked her.
"I appreciate the thought. I really do. But everyone loves Gloria. I would never hear the end of it." She laughed. "She's been with the com jay family for years, and she's this close to making pension." Someone knocks on the door.
"Sorry to interrupt. May I have a moment alone?" It was Dot.
"Of course. Duty calls. We'll continue this discussion later." We stood up.
"Sure, may I?" He asked for more Carmel's.
"Please." He grabbed a few then we left the room.
Dot had had a quick word with the Handler and jogged down the hall and into the tube room to talk to Gloria.
"Gloria, that Handler knows that Five and y/n is up to something. Hey this to Hazel and Cha-Cha immediately." Dot handed her the paper. "Immediately."
Gloria mumbled something to herself and put her glasses on. Five spatial jumped behind her and knocked her out unconscious. I grabbed the paper to read it.
To: HAZEL & CHA-CHA
From: C893467A Date: 0893457983
REASSIGNMENT: PROTECT HAROLD
JENKINS.
Five takes the paneer and types.
TO: HAZEL
FROM: N524182A DATE: 0982340124
TERMINATE CHA-CHA FOR IMMEDIATE EXTRACTION.
Five puts it in a tube quickly. I herd faint foot steps.
"You know, that's not how we do things here. Where's Gloria?" She asked.
"Don't know. We couldn't find her anywhere." I say shrugging my shoulders, Gloria groans, shit.
"You guys are a great disappointment to me, especially you y/n. You guys can't change what's to come. I truly find it so odd that you can't shed this fantasy. You guys are a first-rate pragmatists. You belong here with us." Aww, she looked sad.
"I don't belong anywhere, thanks to you. You made me a killer." Five spits out through his teeth.
"You were always a killer. I just pointed you in a direction. She pulls out a pistol." Me and Five spatial jump behind a table, the Handler shoots. "What's the rush Five? Where just getting started. Is this really how you want the last line of your report to read?" He spatial jumps is again.
"When I'm done, I'm done, I guess." He spoke to her.
"You can't keep this up, Five. We both know that even you have a limit. I saved you form a lifetime of being alone. You owe me, you too y/n." She attempts to short but she's out of bullets.
Sirens go off. "Do not panic."
"I do owe debt." She spatial jumps with his hand in mind the takes out the grenade, he pulls the latch and rolls it towards her.
"Shit." She quietly panicked.
I spatial jump me and Five outside the room and press him to the wall with me against him for cover as the room went in flames. I then take us to the briefcase room. He works the case then takes out another grenade and pulls that latch too. We run out of the room then zap away. Electricity cracks and we land on a table. Five landed on top of me. Our fingers were still locked together, he held close to me.
"You guys, am I still high, or do you see them too?" I could tell that was Klaus, obviously.
"Five, where have you guys been?" Luther walked over to the table we landed on.
"Are you guys alright." Allison was concerned, Five and I sat up.
"Who did this?" Everyone was all over us.
"Irrelevant." Five said as he took Allison's coffee, we all watching him chug the whole thing. "So, the apocalypse is in three days. The only chance we have to save the world is, well, us."
"The Umbrella Academy." Spoke Luther.
"Yeah, but with me and y/n obviously. So if y'all don't get your sideshow acts together and get over yourselves, we're screwed. Who cares I'f Dad messed us up? Are we gonna let that define us?" Everyone shook their head. "No. And to give us a fighting chance to see next week, I've become back with a lead. I know who's responsible for the apocalypse."
Five held out the paper, Allison took it.
"This is who's responsible." I say.
"Harold Jenkins?" Allison looked at the paper.
"Who the hell is Harold Jenkins?" Diego asked, Five finished the last of the coffee.
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