Song, Government Hooker by: Lady Gaga
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I walked out of the bathroom.
"Y/n? You're back? Great. Why don't you be a great aunt and take this kid with you."
Five came out of the bathroom with the briefcases. "The hell were you doing in there?"
"Bathing." I answered.
"Together?"
"Oh, okay. Diego, we don't have time for this. Y/n and I have got important shit to do."
"Wait. What's more important than family?"
"End of the world, genius."
"Isn't she too young for you?"
"She's 55."
"Wait, what? Y/n."
"Hmm?" I hummed.
"Where's your sister?"
"Don't know, don't care." I shrugged.
"Don't you want to see her after all these days of you gone?"
"Nope. She stole the last cookie I had. I'm mad at her right now." I said getting into the elevator. Five walked in as well.
"Well, have you seen her?"
"Diego, I just got here. Go bond with your son. Bye, Stan." I smiled at Stanley. He smiled and waved.
"What am I supposed to do with him? I got important shit going on too!"
"You're yelling at the wrong sister. This isn't my problem, Diego. Go be a Dad and figure it out." I said before the elevator doors closed.
We went into a room, I closed the door and got changed then followed Five into a different room.
"Nice suit." I complimented.
"Thanks. Tailor in the lobby is a master craftsman."
"It'd look better on me." I shrugged.
"Sure, it would."
"For you." I handed him the clamps.
"Yeah." He grabbed them.
"Ready to hot-wire this briefcase?"
"Let's-"
I turned on the button. "Ow, shit!" He screamed. The electricity flickered. He wailed in pain. I laughed. "Shit! Y/n!"
I sat down the briefcase. I clapped as I laughed. "Shit!" He sighed, putting out the fire. I opened the door as I kept laughing.
"I was 99% sure that wouldn't work." I laughed as I sat on something.
"Well, I'm glad my pain amuses you."
"You have no idea. It's like my therapy."
"Well, now we are down to one half-dead briefcase, and my jumps are only accurate up to a couple minutes. So, essentially, we're screwed."
"Maybe. Maybe not." I smiled.
"Oh, I hate that smile."
"Listen, on your own, your little jumps are pathetic." I started to say.
He scoffed.
"But if we powered up together, you blinking, me mimicking that blink, I think we could create some kind of feedback loop and get enough juice to jump-start the case."
"Both of us together?"
"We'd have to trust each other."
He scoffed again, "Y/n, you just spent the better part of the last ten days trying to end my life."
