Yayyyy I'm finally done with episode one. now onto episode two. I hope this doesn't take as long. I try to space out scenes into chapters if you couldn't tell.
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"I survived on scraps." Five spoke. "Canned food, cockroaches, anything I could find." He chuckled. "You know that rumor that twinkies have an endless shelf life?" He asked. "No." I but in and he sends me a glare. "Well, it's total bullshit." He took another drink of his coffee as Vanya sat there, baffled by what she had just heard. "I can't even imagine."
"You do whatever it takes to survive, or you die." He tilted his head, looking down at his hands. "So we adapted. Whatever the world threw at us, we found a way to overcome it."
"We?" Vanya asked and I let out a small laugh, shaking my head. "You got anything stronger?" Five asked, raising his mug slightly. "Oh, uh, yeah." Vanya stood up and walked over to the cabinet, grabbing a glass for Five and herself. I reached for Fives hand, and he let me take it. I squeezed his hand twice. He didn't squeeze back of course, what did I expect. I quickly let go when Vanya turned back around.
"You think i'm crazy." Five scoffed at Vanya. "No- It's just.. it's a lot to take in." She responded and I sighed. "Exactly what don't you understand?" Five asked bitterly. "Why didn't you just time travel back?" Now that made me laugh, Five however, was less amused. "Gee, wish i'd thought of that. Time travel is a crapshoot." "Amen!" I called out from my position on the couch. "I went into the ice and never acorn-ed."
"You think I didn't try everything to get back to my family?" They were both quiet for a moment before Vanya asked yet another stupid question. "If you grew old there, you know, in the apocalypse, how come you still look like a kid?" Yet again, I laughed.
"I told you already." Five scoffed, walking over to pour himself another glass of whatever they were drinking. "I must have got the equations wrong." I just sat there on the couch, admiring my power. You could say I was playing with it, but can you blame me? I don't have them in my original reality, I want to use them as much as I can here.
"I mean, Dad always used to say that.. time travel could mess up your mind. Well, maybe that's what's happening?" "oh for fucks sake.." I muttered, leaning my head back against the couch with a sigh.
"This was a mistake. You're too young... too naive to understand. Come on, y/n, we're leaving."
"No, Five... Five wait. I haven't seen you in a long time, and I don't want to lose you again." Vanya said. Aw. That's quite sweet actually. "Thats all. And you know what, it's getting late and.. I have lessons early, and I need to sleep, and i'm sure you two do as well. Here." She layed out a few blankets on the couch. "We'll take in the morning again. Okay? I promise."
"Night." Five said as she walked out. I slumped back into the couch, grabbing the blanket and throwing it over myself. "y/n we're going." Five sighed. "No. No we're not. I'm sleeping. No, fuck it, you're sleeping." I got up and grabbed his non-injured arm, dragging him onto the couch. "y/n-" "shut up. You need sleep to be able to function, asshat."
I rolled over on the couch, now facing him. "Tell me about your reality." He asked, but it sounded more like a statement. "Really? We're gonna have this talk here? On your sisters couch?" I laughed slightly, not really wanting to get into the details. "Yes, we are. I want to know." I sighed at him, closing my eyes.
"My reality is shit. There's a reason I came to this one." I spoke softly, looking into his eyes. Fuck he's pretty. I think. "Your powers?" He asked, his tone just as soft as mine. "I don't have them there. I took these from a character, her name is Wanda Maximoff, The Scarlet Witch."
"I don't think you're a witch." He whispered, brushing a stray hair out of my face, tucking it behind me ear. "We should get some sleep.." I whispered, only to be shushed by him. "Is it bad that I want to kiss you?" His voice is whispered, and I can only just hear what he said. "What?" I ask, not believeing (rip my spelling) my ears. "Nothing. Get some rest."
I rest my head against his chest, wrapping my hairs around his waist as one of his arms serves as my pillow. "Good night, Five."
"Good night, y/n."
I know I said slow burn but lets be honest none of us have any paitience so fuck it
