Y/ns pov
Me and five sat alone at the table, while luther went to to talk to the other five
" you feeling ok?" I asked
" I feel fine" he replied smiling at me gently " why?"
" I dont know, you seem to be showing some ....symptoms " I admitted " even the other you is"
" no no no no" he denied " we are fine, we are both completely fine, it's just your mind playing tricks on you "
" five " I scoffed " I'm an illusionist, I think I know when my mind is playing tricks on me"
" well then" five sighed " your powers must've gone to shit "
" you cant talk!" I replied angrily "you got most of us stuck in the sixties and me in the thirties!"
" and I said sorry" he argued clenching his jaw angrily
" well, a sorry isn't going to give us that time back. " I said " or take away any trauma we've experienced, I mean . Can you imagine what allison is going through? With the movement, witn losing claire. Deigo got thrown in a mental asylum for crying out loud , I'm not even going to mention klaus' cult. This has screwed us all up. Sometimes, a sorry just doesn't cut it hargreeves"
I took a sip of my drink pulling my hand away when he went to hold it .
I heard footsteps approaching and saw the old five returning with luther behind him
" we good?" Asked teen five
" we're good" luther smiled
" you've got a deal" old five replied "we gotta hurry, Kennedy's on rout. Less then an hour until showtime."
There was something off , something I did not like.
" why are you so anxious to get going all of a sudden?" Teen five asked suspiciously
" relax , you're getting paranoid " he teased
" oh am I?"
Suddenly both of them farted, god. That smelt worse than Luther's elevator fart.
" ok" I choked " let's leave now."
The older looking two left first and I waited for my five to start walking until I began
" i dont like him" i said " hes acting to suspicious for my liking"
" gee, thanks"
" hey " I said " dont make it like that five. I love you. Not past you. You know that"
" do I?" He asked " because sorry is enough for someone who loves you"
" five" I grabbed his hand, he didn't resist " dont guilt trip me. Yknow I love you, you've just got to understand. Sorry doesn't cut it sometimes, sometimes you have to make up for it by returning lost time. And-- AP AP ap. I know the apocalypse is coming so I know you havnt got the time , so can you atleast make an effort to be nice to people, that'll be a good enough sorry for half the people in your family."
" fine" he grumbled " but only cos you told me to, if it were klaus or allison or whoever, It wouldve been a no"
I gently kissed his cheek as we followed them
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I had noticed as our trip went on fives symptoms becoming worse. He kept yelling at people as they walked past and itching like mad, aswell as the most horrible gas I think anyone could ever have
