𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡; 𝐊𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬

004

"What's the date? The exact date?" Five asked while walking over to the counter, he grabbed a loaf of bread "the 24th" Vanya informed her brother while five walked back over to the table "of what?" He placed the plastic on top of the table and took out two slices, perfect for a sandwich "of March"

"So.. are we gonna talk about what just happened?" Luther asked. Angelina glanced at everyone while she waited for Five to respond to Luther, but instead he focused on his sandwich. "It's been 17 years" Luther got up from the chair, getting impatient and wanted to know where five's been all those years

"Its been a lot longer than that" Five said right before he teleported over to the shelves, he grabbed a big bag of white, fluffy marshmallows. "Where'd you go?" Diego questioned, he sat on the edge of the wooden table with his sharp knife in his hands and belt "The future. It's shit by the way," He used his powers to go back to the table "called it!" Klaus exclaimed with his index finger raised "Hm, how so?" Angelina spoke up as her eyes narrowed down to the bread that was covered in crunchy peanut butter.

"In a couple of days, the world will end." Five informed everyone as he put the fluffy marshmallows on the bread; one of his favorite meals as a kid. "Wait, what? In the future, you saw the world end?" Angelina questioned the younger looking boy while adjusting the way she sat, sitting up more straightly. "Mhm, everything was shit. No buildings, no humans, nothing." Put the white bread on top of each other and took a bite, letting out a hum from eating the delicious sandwich. 

"Wait, how did you get back?" Vanay spoke up, placing her hands onto the tables top. "In the end, I had to project my consciousness forward into a suspended quantum state version of myself that exists across every possible instant of time." Five explained but everyone looked rather confused, not understanding all the big words of such. "That makes no sense." Diego said as he twirled his knife between his fingers "Well, it would if you were smarter"  Diego got up from his chair, getting offended from the boys snarky comments while Angelina thought it was funny, letting out a quite chuckle "don't think its funny. I bet you don't know what he said either." Diego looked across the table, looking directly at Angelina "You're right, I don't but... I think I'm smarter than you." Diego let out a huff before sitting back down on his chair.

"How long were you there?" Luther questioned with a serious tone "Fourty- five years. Give it a take." Five ate more of his sandwich as if it wasn't a big deal "so you're an old man?" Angelina asked with her finger nails tapping against the wood "My consciousness is 58. My body is 13 again" Angel nod her head, starting to understand some of it.

"how does that even work?" Five walked away from everyone, walking to the counter tops "Delores kept saying the equations were off. Bet shes laughing now" Five walked back over to the table, his mouth full of bread and peanut butter "Delores?" Vanya asked, wanting to know who she was. Instead of five answering, he reached for the white newspaper with Reginald's face plastered on it "Guess I missed the funeral" He read the words on the paper "How'd you know about that?" Luther stupidly asked Five "What part of the future do you not understand?" Angelina placed her tan hand on top of her mouth, trying to block out the laugh that threatened to escape her throat. "Heart failure, huh?" Five put the newspaper back onto the table after he finished reading it "Yes" "no"

"He did die from heart failure, Luther is just paranoid." Angelina glanced at the buff man before returning her gaze back at Five "looks like nothing changed." With his sandwich in his hand and the other in his black pockets, he started to walk away from everyone "That's it? That's all you have to say?" Allison turned her head at the walking boy "What else is there to say? It's the circle of life"

Angelina hummed "So.. The world is ending, he is 58 years old and he can't clean up after himself. Nice" She hit her hands against the wood before getting up from her chair, leaving.