The New Number || F. Hargreeves

iv. Blood, Coffee And Donuts

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Five couldn't help but stare at Ambrose, he hadn't seen him for forty-four years in his perspective. He drank his coffee as Ambrose was talking to the lady about how fragile time can be and about how they could be aware and not be afraid of it, it was a fruitful conversation that Five was listening too closely. Though, he was worried about the people he was waiting for though they were sure taking their time.

"Well, I'll be damned! Ambrose?" Five and Ambrose looked at a man, Five was bothered by this guy while Ambrose was happy to see the guy.

"I have this sudden urge to cut this man's throat." Five thought to himself.

"Oh hey, Daniel holy shit I was thinking about you." Five was bothered but didn't show it he just stared. "How are you? God, I thought you moved to like Brazil or some shit."

"No, sadly I went backpacking in Europe with my family after I left you, who's your friend?"

"This is Five, remember told you all about him?" Daniel grinned happily.

"Oh? Well nice to meet you I was Ambrose's Roommate..." For a second he wasn't going to continue but Daniel never lost feelings for Ambrose that was the truth. "And fuck buddy, I took care of him while you were missing-"

"Pfft! He is kidding!" Ambrose got flustered trying to stop Daniel from talking but Five grabbed Daniel by the collar.

"Now listen here, Buddy! I'm not one to fuck with! Joking about him like that isn't gonna play well in my book!" Five practically growled at him but Ambrose smacked his hand causing him to let go.

"What are you twelve? Can you two relax? Daniel, please go elsewhere tonight."

"Hm? Why? Are you in some trouble?"

"It's a family thing you abilities... and-" Daniel only nodded, shooting a glance at Five and grinning.

"Ok fine, be safe and you have my number ok." He kissed his head even ruffling his hair and left.

Ambrose sighed he didn't think that would ever occur and before Five could ask about it a group of men came in. Guns pointed at Five leaving Ambrose to glance at every person that came into the shop looking for Five and only Five.

"Hmm. That was fast. I thought I'd have more time before they found me." Five glanced at Ambrose to make sure he was finally but noticed that Ambrose clearly had a plan making him grin ever so slightly.

"Okay. So let's all be professional about this, Yeah? Tell your friend to get going."

"No, I think I'm fine boys," Ambrose spoke dryly, The man who pointed his gun at Five sighed before speaking again.

"On your feet and come with us. They want to talk."

"I've got nothing to say." Five kept picking at the counter more or less worried about Ambrose's safety rather than his own.

"It doesn't have to go this way. Do you think I want to shoot a couple of kids? Go home with that on my conscience?"

Five sighed, "Well I wouldn't worry about that. You won't be going home." Five grabbed a butter knife and spatial jumped behind him stabbing him and causing him to shoot the guy who had his gun pointed at Ambrose, He didn't flinch one bit he turned and watched the fight as he ate his donut, "Hey Assholes!" Five appeared behind Ambrose and they shot their fires but the bullets missed Ambrose but not his donut.

"That's it! That was the last strawberry-filled donut! Your so fucking dead!" Ambrose's crutch shifted into a gun killing the men and it only made Five grins.