~𝕸𝖞 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝕲𝖔 𝕺𝖓 ~𝐹𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝐻𝒶𝓇𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓈

Chapter 19: Some Things Stay the Same

Five and I entered the elevator, getting ready for our first babysitting job.

"Are you nervous?" I asked him.

"Are you?" He shot the same question back at me , looking up as the elevator passed multiple floors.

"Uh I mean, after we lost Piper, I don't think we've met any kids, so..." I admitted indirectly.

"We have six other siblings before we got here. Plus, we already have to babysit SOME prick in the team right now, so I'm pretty sure these triplets wouldn't be a huge problem," Five assured me. He took my hand and squeezed it, and rubbed little circles on the back of my hand with his thumbs.

I flinched a little because of his sudden action. It took me back to those memories when we had our first mission back in the Umbrella Academy days. That was exactly what he did when I felt nervous. When I felt lost. When I felt agitated.

I guess some things stay the same.

The sound of my elevator interrupted my thoughts. We arrived to the floor where all the first- class rooms were located. I thought of the sentence Five said to me as we walked and chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Five questioned. "Why do you hate Josh so much?" I told him. "Don't get me started. He's a fucking idiot. He's arrogant and ignorant. He thinks he's better and better looking and..."

"Aw, are you jealous?" I teased him. He hesitated and I decided to brush it off. "All I'm saying is," I said, "he's improving, so stop complaining about him, alright? He's already less of a dickhead."

"Still is," he retorted. I was about to say something back to him, but stopped myself since we had arrived at the front door of Mrs Andrerson's hotel suite. Five knocked on the door, but no one answered. He huffed in irritation and did three more clearer and louder knocks. Still, no one opened the door for us.

Five grumbled and wrapped his arm around my waist. Without any warning, he warped us both into the enormous room. "Christ, Five!" I yelled, before taking a closer look at the suite. "Woah..." I mumbled once I finally did.

Unlike our hotel room, Mrs Anderson's suite was four times larger than a typical modern hotel room. It had three rooms, and two restrooms. It also had a massive living room and sitting room, with a fancy chandelier on the ceiling. Each room had various paintings on the pastel walls, drawn by artists from different eras.

There was a round table in the corner of the sitting room, with a sewing machine on top of it, and a wide shelf next to the table. Since Mr Anderson worked as a tailor and designer, there were all kinds of fabric and materials in it, and a box of sewing tools. On top of the shelf, there was a pile of clothing patterns, which is located next to a tall vase full of blooming flowers, the slight aroma of them filled the room.

"Blimey!" Mrs Anderson shrieked, "how did you people get in?!" She was clearly shocked as she stumbled back and nearly crashed into the table in the sitting room.

"Well we have our ways," Five answered casually, as if barging into someone else' room without permission wasn't a huge deal at all. He noticed a bun on the table and grabbed it without asking. "Mmm," he licked his bottom lip, "coffee?"

Mrs Andrerson stared at him, as if he hadn't eaten anything for the whole day (which was entirely true). She then glanced at the clock and her eyes widened. "Oh no! My meeting is in five minutes! Uh... here's the money..." she rummaged through her leather purse and stuffed some cash in my hand. "You can leave by the time I return!" She shouted as she flung outside.

I found a scone lying on the counter so I just took it and gobbled it up. We ate like horses, and totally not pay attention to table manners. It took us some time to figure out that the children were staring at us the whole time.

"So uh, which one is which again?" Five questioned with his mouth full. He accidentally spat the crumbs of the coffee bun when asking, and carelessly pointed at the three curious kids.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. Again, I decided to split the chapters or it'll be WAY too long. Also, I just realised that I couldn't reuse those super cute moments in my upcoming stories. Yes, you heard me right. I'll be writing more stories in the future! I'm not planning to writing a sequel, but I DO have a few fanfic ideas in mind.  I'm not sure which one I'll be writing next though.

Last but not least, please vote, comment and follow my Wattpad account. I have almost 800 reads already, but so far I only have 5 votes, 2 followers and 0 comments. And yes, this is very devastating. So, do those stuff to make a miserable teen happy? Thx hon :)