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"And if you call her 'young lady' one more time, or so much as fucking glance at her, I'll cut your tongue and eyes out."
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Y/n Hargreeves ↓
I fell asleep on the couch and Five woke me up in the middle of the night, but I didn't move.
"Get your ass up." Five said.
"No." I groaned.
I heard him let out an annoyed sigh and he picked me up. I shifted slightly as he picked me up bridal style. How was I not heavy?
Time skip
I woke up in my room at the academy. I assumed Five brought us back. I groaned and got up.
I changed, brushed my hair, made myself look at least decent and brushed my teeth.
I pushed myself into Fives room, who was just about to leave. "Where we going?" I asked.
"You mean where am I going?" He corrected me.
"Uh, no." I said flatly, leaning against the doorframe. "Where are we going?"
He let out a frustrated sigh and closed his eyes for a moment, as if to keep himself from obliterating me on the spot. "MirTech." He said, pushing past me.
"And what the fuck is MirTech?" I questioned him as I followed.
"A lab."
"And why are we going?"
"God, if you wanna come along, shut your mouth." He said, his voice snappy.
Time skip
Five Hargreeves ↓
Me and Y/n got to MirTech. We walked in, and I kept the eyeball in my pocket. Whatever bastard this belonged to, they were gonna bring upon the end of the world.
"Uh, can I help you?" A man walked up to us, Y/n was behind me.
"I need to know who this belongs to." I said, pulling the eye out of my pocket m
"Where'd you get that?"
"Why do you care?" I said, a little more sharply than I meant to.
Y/n stepped up beside me. "Found it at a playground." She said. "Must've just-" she clicked her tongue. "-popped out." She gave them the fakes smile I've ever seen.
"Oh, what a thoughtful young man and lady." The lady behind the desk said, and me and Y/n just smiled at her.
"Yeah, look up the name for us, will ya?" I asked, as if I was some innocent boy.
"Uh, I'm sorry, but our patient records are confidential." The man said. "That means I can't tell you-"
"Yeah, I know what it means." I cut him off.
"But I'll tell you what I can do, young man. I will take that eye off your hands and return it to it's rightful owner. I'm sure he or she will be very grateful so if I can just-" he says reaching for the eye.
"Yeah, you're not getting this eye." Y/n said, pulling my hand back by my wrist. I was kind of glad that she was with me, knowing her stubborn ass.
But then his eyes flicked over to her, and I don't know why it pissed me off.
"Now, listen here, young lady-" the man started, staring dead at Y/n.
I grabbed him roughly by his collar, pulling his face down to mine. "No! You listen to me asshole. I've come a long way for this, through some shit your pea brain couldn't even comprehend. So just give me the information I need, and we'll be on our merry way. And if you call me 'young man' one more time, I'm gonna put your head through that damn wall." I snapped, holding the man tightly by his collar. "And if you call her 'young lady' one more time, or so much as fucking glance at her, I'll cut your tongue and eyes out."
The man stared at me with shock and fear. "Call security." He whispered to the woman behind the desk, who was already picking up the phone.
I felt Y/n grab my shoulder, and I shoved the man back. I let out a frustrated huff and began walking to the elevator, Y/n following.
"Where are we going?" She asked.
"I need some help."
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I'm sorry this one's kinda short guys 😔
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