- Sequel to Time Travel and the Apocalypse; Book 1
- Based off of The Umbrella Academy Season 2
All Holly and Five wanted was a happy ending. They survived the first apocalypse, but their problems aren't over yet.
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Lila and I went out shopping. She returned with an emerald green dress, while I found a tight-fitting pink dress. Diego borrowed a suit from Elliot, and Five was stuck in his Academy uniform.
We up a block away from the Mexican Consulate and snuck into the property.
"So, what's the plan?" Asked Lila.
"We infiltrate, we identify, we extract. Double time." Diego said.
"What the hell is he talking about?" Five asked.
"Find your father and get out fast." I replied, taking his hand.
Diego was on the move.
"After you," Lila said to Five and I. I was about to go ahead, but Five stopped.
"Cut the crap, I'm on to you,"
"What? I can't be polite?"
"My dim witted brother might but your bullshit, but I don't trust you for a second."
"O ye of little faith,"
"Stick it up your ass," With that final remark, Five pulled me after Diego.
We entered, and Five promptly grabbed a flute of champagne. It must have been better than he anticipated, because he downed it in two gulps and took another.
"Easy there, Sparky," I teased.
"What? I'm enjoying myself."
"There's no Dad in sight," said Diego, scanning the room.
"Just keep an eye out for the Majestic Twelve. Holly and I got the upstairs. Diego? Try not to do anything stupid." Five finished the second champagne and grabbed another, undoubtedly feeling the bubbly sensation travel.
We went upstairs to do some exploring, going in and out of rooms, but found nothing until a group of men passed by and enter a conference room.
"The Majestic Twelve," I whispered.
We spatial jumped into a closet in the conference room, pressed close together. Five sipped on his champagne.
The men spoke about the President asking about the Roswell Incident, and how he can't poke around where he's not wanted.
