definitely maybe i will live to love || Five x Reader/OC ||

there's such a chill

Exit Music (for a Film)

The Hargreeves children, aside from the sole missing one, sit in grave fashion.

"Well, count me in for a drink," Klaus announces, but there's no wind to his words. When he gets up, it seems pained.

Five and you explained what you had gone over the night before to them, and with Pogo's supplemental old surveillance videos showing a tiny Vanya wielding powers, it leaves little to question, little to doubt.

The apocalypse is in seven days, and Vanya will cause it.

"Whoever her boyfriend is, will be," Five had said while he pulled out a glass eye, "I imagine he might have this color of brown. Maybe he already has a fake eye. Maybe he gets one. Delores and I never could make a sound conclusion. But Luther was holding it when I found all of you."

When you went to search for Dad's book Klaus had thrown away from the box he stole, you found the dumpster filled with trash but no book, no loose notes.

"Somebody took it," Luther surmised. "That's the only thing I can think of to explain why it's gone."

"And if somebody has information on Vanya's powers," Diego added somberly, arms crossed, "it means they can potentially use it to their advantage. Use it against her."

"Use it against us, too," you finished.

While Klaus shakes together some drink in the background, Allison says, "Well—I think we should go over there right now. What if she's already in trouble? The sooner we get to her, the better our chances of stopping the apocalypse."

Her eyes are still red-rimmed, though she can finally talk without her voice trembling. She remembers being very young, being very young and rumoring Vanya to think she's ordinary. Pogo verifies this truth.

"Yeah, springing the whole, 'Hey, Vanya, guess what, you have powers that Dad forced you to forget, and oh, while we're at it, you're gonna cause the end of the world!' tactic has always gone over well," Diego sarcastically replies.

"Do you have a better idea?" Allison snaps.

"We need to take a careful approach to this," Diego says, and Five nods. He stands, hands dipping into his pockets.

"For once, I agree with Diego."

"Wow, something more unbelievable than the apocalypse," Allison scoffs.

"I can't believe Dad would do something like this," Luther mutters, not for the first time and not for the last time. Out of all of you, Dad's deeds have always been justified to Luther, and while he initially argued in favor of Dad's decision, the odds stacked against his logic, which soon crashed into his entire perspective of the world.

"Dad tried to eliminate her as a threat before she even was one," you say. Without realizing it, your hand settles on your lower abdomen. Everyone knows it's a habit of yours, like you're trying to rub away some phantom pain. "But really, all that did was add potency to the threat. Now, she won't be able to control her powers once they awaken, which amplifies the possibility of the apocalypse. Tossed in with more emotional trauma, then we have a really difficult situation before us. We can't treat her like a bomb. Not like Dad."

"So, again, a careful approach," Diego summarizes.

"Or not!" Klaus calls from the bar. "Bombs are tip-toed around!"

"Neither are they directly stepped on," Luther counters.

"That's a land mine," says Diego.

Luther tsks. "Land mines are still a type of bomb."