Chapter five

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*At Meritech Prosthetic's*

"Where are we?" You ask as you get out of the van and slam your door.

"Well I found an eye and that eye belongs to the person who is solely responsible for ending our very own world."

"Well that very bland." Klaus says chuckling.

"It's better than nothing." Five says as you guys walk in.

*In Mr. Bigs/Lance/Grant (whatever you refer to him as) office*

"I need to know who this eye belongs to." Five says sitting down.

"Like I said to your son earlier, any information about the prosthetics we build are strictly confidential. Without the client's consent, I simply can't help," The man says strictly staring at Klaus.

"Well we can't get consent if you don't give us a name," Five says hitting the desk.

"Well, that's not my problem, sorry. Now there's really nothing more I can do, so-"

"And what about my consent?" Klaus asked, putting the emphasis on "my".

"Excuse me?"

"Who gave you permission to lay your hands on my son and daughter?" Klaus lied with a fake cry.

"What?" Five, the man, and you said at the same time.

"You heard me."

"I didn't touch your children," he said.

"Oh really?" Klaus asked standing up, "Well, then how did they both get a swollen lips then?"

"They don't have a swollen-" the man stopped talking when Klaus punches both you and Five in the face.

"Ow!" You whisper while Five grunted.

The man gasps and he stares at Klaus in shock. You put your hand on Five's shoulder to see if he was alright, he turned and gave you a small smile to signify that he was fine.

"I want it. Name please, now," Klaus requests.

"You're crazy!"

"You got no idea," he laughs then continues with. "Peace on Earth, that's so sweet," Klaus says before taking the snow globe in his hand and smashing it into is head.

You gasp and Five looks at Klaus in confusion. "Gosh, that hurt!" Klaus yells while holding his head which is now bloody and wet.

The man picks up the phone and tries to call security, but Klaus rips the phone out of his hand. "There has been an assault in Mr. Big's office, and we need security, now. Schnell!"
Klaus cries into the phone before hanging up. "Now here's what's gonna happen, Grant-"

"It's...Lance."

"In about 60 seconds, two security guards are gonna bust through that door, and they're gonna see a whole lot a blood, and they're gonna wonder, 'What the hell happened?' And we're gonna tell them that you beat the shit out of us," Klaus says dramatically.

You watched as Five smirked at Klaus. You shook your head at the two for being so immature.

"You're gonna do great in prison, Grant. Trust me, I've been there. Little piece of chicken like you. Oh, my God, you're gonna get passed around like a...you're just-you're gonna do great. That's all I'm saying."

"Jesus, you are a real sick bastard." 'Lance'
said.

"Thank you," Klaus says before spiting a piece of glass on the ground.

Five looked at me and grinned real wide. You rolled your eyes and grabbed both of their hands after finding out the information you guys needed and took them out of the building.

"It doesn't make sense." Five complains.

"I know but what are we going to do?" You say not wanting to hear Five complain.

"Well I know one thing for sure is I want my money." Klaus says interfering.

Five looks over at Klaus and yells, "The world is ending in six days! All you can think about is getting high!"

"I'm also quite hungry."

Five grabs you by the hand and jumps you into a cab. "Why'd you just leave Klaus?" You ask while Five is waving at Klaus through the window.

"Because I don't have time for that right now."

"Well why'd you bring me with you?"

"Did you want me to leave you with Klaus?"

"Well maybe I'd rather be with him than you."

"Would you? I can take you back."

"No, but I was making a point."

"Oh a point? Real good at making those."

"Oh shut up Five!" You both start arguing overlapping each others voices.

"Would you two just shut up for two seconds? Please?" You hear an oddly familiar voice yell from the front.

You think for a second then ask with a confused voice, "Diego?"

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