Y/ns pov
We stared upon the dead body of Leonard Peabody. Better known as harold Jenkins. I was shocked , any spot that didnt have a knife jammed in it was covered in syrupy red blood . He may be the cause of the end of the world but... thats the most brutal way to go out , I almost feel sorry for him.
" that's not exactly what I was expecting " said klaus
" and that is the understatement of the century " I replied
" no sign of vanya" klaus sighed
" let's go before the cops come" Diego decided
" agreed " I said before following the two
" in a minute " five stopped us
The three of us looked at him , then to each other then walked back over to him
" cmon five what are you--"
Deigo was cut of by five putting the glass eye into his socket
" ewww" me and deigo retched
" ugh wow " klaus said in amazement
" same eye colour some pupil size , guys this is it. The eye I've been carrying around for all these decades!" Five exclaimed " its found its rightful home. " five pulled it back out
" the guy we needed to kill to stop the apocalypse is dead , so no more apocalypse " I said happily
" yaaayy!" Klaus cheered " let's go"
" no wait wait, it cant be this easy" five said " look, this is the note I got from the commission that says protect harold Jenkins. Aka leonard peabody. But who killed him , who did this? "
" I have a crazy idea, crazy. But why dont we find vanya --"
Five grabbed my hand and teleported us away
" five!" I exclaimed " why? I was listening to klau--" he kissed me
" dont. We need a break from his idiocy " he said with a smile "but right now. We need to find vanya , ta da. We are home!"
" oh great, let's start looking "
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" no sign of vanya"
" shes not in any of the rooms"
" shes not downstairs either "
I sighed. Shit we are in deep shit. Vanya could be in trouble right now!
" well, I'm out" deigo began walking away
" What? Deigo wait" I said five and klaus trying to keep him put aswell
" wait, where are you going?" Asked five " vanyas still out there, and so are hazel and cha cha "
" I know " replied deigo " I'm gonna get my things and then im outta here. I got some unfinished business with those fools"
" hey" five said after a couple of seconds " did dad say anything about the apocalypse when you spoke to him? Any clues as to how it happened?"
" no, no clues , truly terrific shave. But no clues. " five sighed and walked off I followed after him slowly " yknow come to think of it he did mention something about my potential , and how I barley even scratched the surface!"
" that's nice klaus " I replied " but we really need to know how mr.hargreeves knew about to apocalypse "
" I dont know how he knew but this hole jump through time thing of yours how did you know-- how did you know how to do it?" He asked five
" I didn't " he replied harshly " you would realise that if you were actually sober "
" hey I am sober!" The man whined " I've been sober for two-- almost two days now! "
" eh two days "
" it feels like fourty five years " klaus sighed
" who are you kidding klaus?" Ssid five " I've seen you fidgeting all day"
" well we're both fighting our addictions then" klaus replied
" I'm not an addict " five denied
" yeah you are. Your addicted to a drug called, the apocalypse. " the younger taunted
" you're wrong "
" first sign, deniel " klaus turned around and five teleported infront of his pointing an accusing finger in his face
" you and I!" Five said angrily while klaus chuckled " we are not the same."
" I've seen that look in the eye of someone who doesnt know who they are , without their high anymore . Trust me, you gotta just let it go. "
Five threw the glass eye across the room causing it to shatter against the wall and he stormed off
" figuratively but yeah that works to"
" great going klaus" I said angrily " just... leave him alone. You of all people should know how hard that is for him, so do me a favour and fuck off for a bit, thanks " I walked away a sudden guilt taking over me. Shit , did I take that to far? Is he upset ? Ah! Y/n you idiot! " five wait up!"
He turned to face me
" oh , y/n. Hi" he said " would you care for a margarita?"
