Five Finds Out

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Ever since One and Four made Five, she has been taking care of the other four. She's been doing it for so long, that she practically considered them her kids. She's read them stories, took them on adventures, played with them, and even solved their problems.

Five was always open to them, and they were always open to her.

Five knew about One's self consciousness.

Five knew about Two's entomophobia.

Five knew about Three's overconfidence.

Five knew about Four's obsession with squares (who didn't?).

They never really hid anything from each other before, and if anyone tried, it never really worked out well.

So when Five noticed that the others acted differently around Four ever since this 'incident' that nobody wanted to elaborate, she decided to go to somebody who might know.

Twenty-one was surprised to hear someone calling for her outside her tent.

"Hello? Twenty-one?" Five asked.

"Hello there, Five! What is it?"

"I have a question."

"Oh, you know I can answer those!" Twenty-one fastened her bag, a pencil and a paper out and ready.

"Do you you know what's going on with Four? When I talked to Three about it, she just said that some nasty troublemakers come."

"Oh! You mean the Terrible-"

"Sh! I don't know if anyone's listening, so be quiet."

"Oh, okay. Yeah, those nasty troublemakers come from Four."

"Wait, so Four is the Terrible Twos?"

"Yes, just like One is the One One, Nine is the Three Threes, Sixteen is The Four Fours, and Twenty-five is the Five Fives, Four is the Terrible Twos."

"So is that what everybody's afraid of?"

"No, and yes."

"Huh?" Five asked, puzzled.

"Well, when Nine starts to believe in himself, he splits into the Three Threes, I haven't discovered how Sixteen does it, and Twenty-five doesn't even know yet. But when Four can't decide, he turns into the Terrible Twos."

"Oh, so that's why.."

"Yep, anything else you want to know, my brave explorer?"

"No thanks, I have to find Four! See you later!"

"Farewell!"

Twenty-one yawned,

"Now back to my nap..

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