The arrival.

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Words in Italics are Y/n (Or other character) thinking.

Y/n's POV:

I step out of the taxi and get led up to the door by the driver. So this is it huh, I'm really doing it. We're here, no more 'normal life' I guess. 

The driver looks at me and I nod. He nod's back and knocks on the big door of the academy. I look up at the windows and brick of the building.

The Umbrella Academy huh? My thoughts get interrupted by someone finally opening the door.

I look back and see a... Chimpanzee?! That's different. I think to myself as my drivers indicates who I am to the chimp. 

He looks at me and I give a small smile and wave. "H-Hello." I say softly. He smiles.

"You must be Ms. L/n, am I correct?" The chimp asks. I nod.

"That's wonderful! Well, I am Pogo, the academy's assistant or master of the house. I guess you have heard of... The death, if I'm not mistaken." He gestures.

I tilt my head. Death? Of who? "Pardon, who's death?" I perk up slightly, wondering what's going on.

"U-Uhm, sorry to interrupt, but is it fine if I leave? I have work-" My driver perks up.

"O-Oh! Yes, I'm so sorry. Here's $20, enjoy the rest of your day!" I stumble giving him a wad of money my parents gave me.

He leaves and I look back at Pogo. "Well, you may come inside! It's dreadfully cold outside, and it's starting to rain!" Pogo says, breaking the awkward silence between us and the far rain falling onto the ground.

"Thank you." I nod as I walk into the academy. "So, would you like to see your new room?" Pogo grins.

"Why not!" I smile. We both laugh and he leads me up the stairs to my room, with me lugging my luggage up the stairs.

We reach a smallish room and he unlocks the door. Locks? Guess someone was or is strict. He leads me inside and I look around.

"It may not be all that big, or beautiful, but it's practical!" He laughs. I giggle. 

"Well, the old members of the academy will be coming in a short while for they're father's funeral. In the meantime, you can unpack or look around. Make yourself at home, there are uniforms in the closet." Pogo smiles. I smile back.

"Pardon, sorry, but is they're father, the one who died, the person who started... this?" I ask softly. Pogo lowers his head and nods sorrowfully.

"Oh.. Thank you." I say softly, he smiles and walks out of the room. This room would look pretty sick with some LED's if you ask me.  I smirk to myself.

I'll do it later. I walk over to the closet, and sure enough, there are school uniforms with The Umbrella Academy academy logo embroidered onto the jacket of each one.

I sigh and take one that's my size out of the closet. I put in on and look at myself in the mirror.

It's a little old fashioned.... Maybe this might look better. I think to myself as I hoist the skirt above my knees. There. I smile.

I walk out of my room and roam about the top story. It's giving very much old English castle vibes up here. I think to myself as I roam around rooms lined with red wallpaper and rose designs along it.

I find a quite comfy looking couch and sit down on the huge cushions. As I place myself onto the cushion, my legs dangle off the couch, not quite reaching the floor. 

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