The Angel of Small Death || Five Hargreeves

iv. and there are some things you just can't talk about

Elliott Gussman was a normal man before seven anomalies of time came into his life. He was married, he sold televisions and liked to do so, but now all he could think about was the people standing in his living room.

Diego looked between Lila and Liv, confusion clear on his face. "How do you two know each other? Spend some time in the cuckoo's nest Elsey?"

She looked at Lila, coming to a quick understanding that neither could reveal how they knew the other. "She stole my purse. Said it was because a chicken was telling her to. Got her taken away."

Elliott still stood there, aiming his gun. "Are you or are you not an enemy of the people?"

The three shrugged, murmuring responses, as Liv held the barrel of the shotgun and took it from his hands. "Don't get trigger happy just yet."

The room went quiet as Five and Liv looked at eachother. "Could I talk to you?" He asked.

She nodded a few times, "Yeah, yeah. Sure."

Five began walking over to her before turning around to Diego and Lila. "Tie him up, would you?" He turned back to her and placed his hand on the small of her back, leading her into the dark room.

Upon reaching the room, she immediately threw arms around him, squeezing his tight. "You better hug me back, Five, or so help me."

He reluctantly hugged her back, holding her head close to her chest. "Thanks for not dying before I got here, Livvy."

Liv let go of him and placed her hands on his face, "It is so good to see you again."

"How long have you been here?"

"Since '61. Are you okay? You look a little pale."

He held onto her elbows as he looked into her eyes. "Jesus. I knew taking everyone would cause problems. Have you just been hanging around Dallas all this time?"

She considered telling him. Confessing all of her sins to the boy who was her very best friend. But she couldn't. Liv nodded, slowly removing her hands from his face.

"The world is going to end in a few days, just in case you wanted to know."

She smirked, "I assume that was why you were trying to get the gang back together. The Swedes are after you if you want to know."

Five's eyebrows furrowed, "The Swedes?"

"You don't know the Swedes? The triplets? All brooding and blonde?"

"Sounds like Luther," he joked.

"Don't be mean to your brother. Although, I do agree with the assessment."

"What's on the Frankel Footage?"

"I think you better watch it yourself."

***

Liv, Diego, Five and Lila sat throughout the kitchen watching the Frankel Footage. Although, Lila was more focused on painting a very tied up Elliott's toes a bright green color. The two people on screen started arguing as they had before.

"They're so cute. I love old couples. I'm always so proud of them for not murdering each other," Lila giggled. She really was good at sticking to her character, Liv had to hand it to her.

Diego looked over at Five, "Why are we watching this?"

"Shush," he warned.

'I'm Dan Frankel and-'

'I'm Edna Frankel'

'-Edna Frankel. We are in Dallas, Texas, to see the president.'