"So she's playing real life problems. It's not like we've never done that."
"Not at eight years old!"
"Oh, shit, Veronica killed Antonio."
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The Umbrella Academy just wanted to rest, not wanting to come across the Sparrows. The strangest part was...
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The Umbrella's stumbled their way to a park, and sat down at a bunch of benches.
"Just gonna sit." Luther grunted. "I'm just gonna sit for a minute."
"That didn't go well." Diego sighed.
Five sighed as well and said, "No, not our best work."
Klaus laid on a table, and cracked like a glow stick, making himself groan. Allison turned to Luther, to see him in a bit of a daze. "You alright?"
Luther looked at her, unfocused and answered, "I don't know yet. I've just never had my ass handed to me like that before. It's like...here you go. It's your ass."
"Okay, I think Luther's concussed." Allison sighed.
Klaus sat up from the table and said, "Luther, how many fingers."
Luther ignored Klaus, and gasped, "Oh my gosh. Vanya."
Allison looked over his shoulder and pointed.
"Oh, thank goodness you're alive." Vanya said.
"You okay?"
Klaus sighed as he said, "Apparently so is Ben."
"Yeah, and he's a complete dickhead."
"They're all dickheads."
"Dickheads who can fight."
Five clenched his jaw as he said, "Okay, next person to say dickhead is getting a punch to the throat."
Five was pissed of for loosing to a child. How the hell did he, a literal assassin, lose to an eight year old girl?
"Hey, did Dad tell you why he was calling them his kids?" Diego questioned Klaus.
Klaus laughed. "He sure did. You ready? Dad was so repulsed by us back in Texas, that he adopted an entirely different group of children. Just so that he didn't have to raise us."
"That's just peak Dad."
"Isn't it?" Luther questioned.
"So he just didn't want us anymore?"
"Did he ever?" Allison scoffed.
Luther sighed heavily as he looked at Five. "See? I told you we shouldn't have asked him for help in '63."
"I think you're all missing the big picture here. If Dad didn't adopt us as kids, he changed the timeline. So who knows what else is different now."
"Shouldn't you know?" Allison snapped.
"Sorry, Allison. It's going to take me more than a few minutes and a traumatic brain injury before I figure all this out." Five snapped. "Is that okay with you?"
"No, actually, it's not."
"Guy's look, it's fine. We still have the Commission's briefcase, so worst case, we can just go back in time and fix it."
