𝟸𝟹. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙺𝙴𝙻 𝙵𝙾𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙴

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𝚃𝚘: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂
𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖: 𝙿𝟻𝟷𝟹𝟾𝟸𝟻𝙷
𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚎: 𝟶𝟾𝟶𝟼𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈-𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙺𝙴𝙻 𝙵𝙾𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙶𝙴

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"Elliott, did you develop these photos yourself?" Five questioned as he took a closer look at the pictures of his siblings and you.

"Of course," Elliott replied. "Can't exactly drop that stuff off at the neighborhood Fotomat. Government has eyes everywhere."

"I didn't see a dark room."

"Yeah, I converted the hallway closet."

Five found a ballpen and scribbled out the date behind the yellow box while Elliott fixed something. He approached Elliott and gave him the box. "Can you develop this?"

Elliott took the box and looked down at it. "Huh, 'Frankel Footage'. Friend of yours?"

"Cousins on my robot mother's side." Five excused. "Can you do it or not?

"Sure I can."

"How long?"

"Well, I mean, I'm running low on acetic acid. Beeker's Cameras is open today but it's two miles away. I mean, I'd have to take the bus. On the other hand, Gibson's is only ten blocks away, but I gotta cut through the park, and there are pigeons-"

"Elliott." Five interrupted, stopping Elliott's rant.

"It's like five, maybe six hours."

"Attention all units, we have a code 3-15 at the Holbrook Sanitarium." Five turned around when he heard a police reporting from Elliott's radio. "The hell is a code 3-15?"

"Mmm, fugitives on the run."

"Twenty-five patients still at large. Many are considered armed and dangerous." The police continued.

A groan and sigh escaped from Five's lips. "Oh, Diego." He muttered

"Oh, who's Diego?" Elliott asked.

Five turned to him. "Imagine Batman, then aim lower."

He patted Elliott's back and walked away. "You get started on that film. I'll be back as soon as I can." Five turned to leave and placed down the pen he was holding.

Once he got out of the room, Five spatial jumped just a few feet away from his brother's stolen car. He leaned a bit closer to look if he was seeing the right person he was looking for. 'There's my big dumb brother.'

He spatial jumped again and reappeared right in his brother's stolen car and heard him and an unknown woman talking. Diego closed his eyes to remain calm towards the woman in front of him. "I am not trying to be a hero, okay?"

"Then why are you doing this?" The dark-skinned woman asked.

"Because he's an idiot." Five suddenly spoke, earning a jump and gasp from the woman but left Diego unbothered.

The woman turned to the boy with wide eyes. "Who the hell are you?" She asked before looking around at how Five got inside the car without anyone noticing.

"Hi. I'm his loving brother." Five introduced with a fake enthusiastic smile.

"Who left me to rot in the nuthouse," Diego added as he glared intensely at his brother.

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