killer queen ᵘᵐᵇʳᵉˡˡᵃ ᵃᶜᵃᵈᵉᵐʸ

𝟎𝟎𝟐 | 'mmmm blood diseases'

Olivia had many talents. For instance: she could take down an army of trained soldiers in five minutes; she could roller skate; she was flexible and really enjoyed to dance; she was a brilliant cook; an amazing singer; she was an amazing fighter, with her bare hands or with weapons. Olivia was a quick learner, she always had been. Olivia Ramos was intelligent, until it come to academics, except chemistry, she loved chemistry.

Olivia sat on Five's bed, taking a sharpie to the wall. She had her back to the man as he sorted through his room to find something or another.

"-robot mother."

"So do you."

Olivia laughed. "The Handler isn't a robot, she's just special."

"Special." Five repeated back to her, placing a pile of education books and childhood diaries on the bed. "Stop drawing on my wall!"

Olivia huffed, placing the cap on the lid. "You said I could."

Five shook his head and snatched the pen off her. "I said you could write your name, not draw a... what is it?"

Olivia scoffed, grabbing a diary. "It's a bee?"

"Are you sure?"

"What the fuck? Yeh, it has wings, stripes and a stinger."

"But what's that?"

"The hive?"

"You should research what a beehive looks like."

Olivia rolled her eyes. Fives diary was very boring. He was a boring child who seemed to take enjoyment in being the smartest (so, not much had changed). The diary consisted of training, notes and the odd extract typically insulting his siblings intelligence. "You never were nice."

Five looked at her. "I am nice!"

Olivia scoffed. "He's so stupid! Everyone is so stupid! Except me I'm not stupid." She mimicked, showing Five the extract. "What hardships you had being smart. Clearly not smart enough."

"I'll take you shopping if you stop being mean."

Olivia slammed the book shut. "Ugh, you're my best friend." She grinned widely.

"You're my best friend." He repeated back, less enthusiasm in his voice. Five spread the books out trying to find something or another. Olivia didn't care to ask. "But not shopping today."

A loud huff fell from the girls lips as she threw herself backwards on the bed. Olivia was like every other girl - and she was ok with that. She loved being pretty, shopping, she loved flowers and dancing and she most definitely loved attention.

But, being partnered with Five, meant she didn't get much attention. Five was fine with ignoring her (she couldn't blame him, she was maybe a little annoying at times) and would give her the silent treatment when she was getting a bit to much.

Five was ignoring her, and Olivia was watching the ceiling, waiting to do something or another to cure the boredom.

Olivia messed with the hem of her skirt, rubbing the material between her fingers until Five slammed a book closed. "If I get you coffee will you stop?"

"I'm not doing anything?"

The two did end up at a coffee and donut shop, after five drove (like a maniac) down the limited streets he needed to. Every time Olivia complained, Five turned the music up.

The two teenage adults sat at the bar of the shop. It was a little bit pink to say the least. Olivia looked around the room, unsure what she was to order. She knew Five would be boring and get a black coffee, but Olivia preferred flavoured coffee and didn't seem like this was the place.