An hour after their father's funeral, Five and Zero found themselves in the kitchen with Klaus. While Five was rummaging around through the many cabinets and drawers, Klaus and Zero played a drinking game.
The sound of heels against the hardwood floor let them know that Allison had walked into the room since the only other person who would wear heels was already in the room. "Where's Vanya?" Their sister asked, looking around the kitchen.
"Oh, she's gone; she left about an hour ago." Klaus replied.
"That's unfortunate." Five muttered.
"Yeah," Allison said, her eyes flickering to the ground, but then she realized that Five wasn't talking about Vanya.
"An entire square block. Forty-two bedrooms, nineteen bathrooms, but no, not a single drop of coffee." Five complained, throwing an empty coffee container on the ground.
"Dad hated caffeine." Allison reminded him.
"Well, he hated children, too, and he had plenty of us." Klaus said with a laugh. Zero let out a low chuckle, "That old man hated anything fun. Of course, there isn't any coffee." Earning him an even louder laugh from Klaus.
"I'm taking the car. Come on, Zero, let's see if we can find a decent cup of coffee." Five declared as he began to walk out of the room. Zero got up from his seat, downing the rest of his drink, and followed after Five.
"What? Where?" Allison asked.
"Yeah, where are you going?" Klaus questioned, standing up slightly.
"To get a decent cup of coffee, weren't you listening?" Zero responded with a raised brow and a smile.
"Do either of you even know how to drive?" Allison asked, causing the boys to look at each other and then back at Allison.
"We know how to do everything." They told her in unison while Five rolled his eyes before the boy placed a hand on Zero's shoulder and disappeared.
"I feel like we should try and stop them, but then again, I also just kinda want to see what happens." Klaus expressed, hearing the sound of a car engine starting before hearing the squealing of tires.
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As Zero stepped out of the car, he looked at the building before him while many childhood memories flashed before his eyes. They were all happy ones, possibly the only happy memories he had with all his siblings.
"You okay?" Five asked, a little concerned.
"Yeah, just a lot of good memories here." He said before letting out a sigh and putting on a blank expression, "Let's head inside." He continued, walking towards the entrance
As the boys walked into Griddy's Doughnuts, Zero looked around the room, noticing the round lights on the ceiling and the illuminated menu behind the counter.
They two took a seat at the counter; while Five taped the bell, Zero looked over his shoulder at the man who had just walked in. They both turned to glance at the man as he sat down at the counter before returning to what they were doing.
After a short while, an older woman walked out of the backroom. "Sorry, sink was clogged." The woman in a pink uniform told them, "So what'll it be?" She asked them.
"Uh, give me a chocolate éclair." The man told her.
"Mm-hmm. Sure. Can I get the kids a glass of milk or something?"
Five scoffed at her comment, "The kids want coffee. Black." He told her with a charming smile. Zero made a face of slight disgust when he heard what Five had ordered for the two of them; he never liked coffee much less some without any cream or sugar.
"Cute kid." The woman told the man with a chuckle.
As the woman prepared their drinks, Five looked over at the man sitting next to them, and to Zero's surprise, he made small talk with him. "Don't remember this place being such a shithole. We used to come here as kids." He said.
"Yeah, we used to sneak out with our brothers and sisters and eat doughnuts till we puked." Zero said with a bittersweet smile.
"Simpler times, huh?" Five added.
"Eh... I suppose." The man responded as he pulled out his wallet to pay for his drink.
"Here," The waitress told them, kindly as she set down their orders.
"I got theirs," The man said as he set down some money on the counter.
"Thanks." Five said as he took a sip of his coffee.
Zero looked at his coffee in disgust before grabbing some sugar packets and cream and pouring them into the coffee before stirring it. Once he thought he had put enough in, he took a sip and nodded in satisfaction.
"You must really know your way around the city?" Five asked, looking over at the man.
"I hope so. I've been driving it for twenty years." The man said as Zero gave Five a curious look. "Good, I need an address." The truck driver nodded, writing down what Five had asked for on a napkin, then handed it to Five.
"What was that about?" Zero asked as the man left while Five put the napkin in his vest pocket.
"Nothing that concerns you." Five told him.
"Really, you're not going to tell me?" Zero asked giving the boy a look.
"Nope." The boy told him.
"You're an ass." He told the boy bluntly.
"Thank you." Five responded with a smirk.
Zero heard the door ding behind them and looked at the napkin dispenser to see a group of men with guns walk in. Of course, they would send people after him; he was wanted in the commission after what he had done to their lab.
"That was fast," Five said. "I thought I'd have more time before they found me." The boy continued, surprising Zero.
"Okay." one of the guys said, pointing his gun at Five's head. Zero looked around the room before looking over at Five:
'So, they're here for you?' He asked.
'Yup'
'You got this one, right?'
'Yeah, just give me a minute to deal with these idiots.'
'Okay, I'll just sit here and finish my coffee then,' Zero said as he smiled into his coffee. They had just had an entire conversation with just a few glances; it reminded him of the old days when they used to do it all the time.
The man started speaking again, "So let's all be professional about this, yeah? On your feet and come with us. They want to talk."
"I've got nothing to say." Five said, taking a sip of his coffee.
"It doesn't have to go this way. You think I want to shoot a kid? Go home with that on my conscience?" The man asked.
"Well, I wouldn't worry about that. You won't be going home," Five said, looking up at him.
He picked up the butter knife, while Zero picked up the newspaper and started to read over it. The blonde could hear the gunfire going on around him. The boy let a few stray bullets phase through him here and there, but nothing major for him to worry about.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Five space jump onto the counter, laying on his side. "Hey, asshole!" The men began to fire at him, but Five was gone in a second.
After everything went silent, Five appeared next to him with a sigh as he adjusted his tie back in place. Zero put the newspaper down and looked over at a man who let out a groan watching as Five walked over to him and snapped his neck before standing up again. He looked to see something on the ground, picking it up to see that it was a screen with a red dot on it.
Five walked over to the counter, cutting his arm open. He reached into his arm, grunting in pain as he clutched the tracker. After taking it out, he pulled his sleeve down and motioned for Zero to follow him out. As they made their way to the car, Five dropped the tracker into a puddle of water.
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Number Zero- The Umbrella Academy (Book 1)
Fanfiction"On the twelfth hour of the first day of October nineteen eighty-nine, forty-three women around the world gave birth. This was unusual only in the fact that none of these women had been pregnant when the day first began. Sir Reginald Hargreeves, e...
