★ | in which, one out of the eight that were adopted by billionaire industrialist reginald hargreeves was the full package of the other seven. the eighth named y/n likes to disconnect herself from the world, including those seven but unexpectedly s...
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🎧 stressed out . twenty one pilots
y/n was in the living room with a bottle of alcohol in her hand sitting next to klaus. her third actually, she has a high tolerance for alcohol but her maximum is three to five glasses or bottles enough to make her drunk.
"the world is ending in three days?" allison asked giving luther a cup of coffee.
"that's what five said." luther replied
"the old bastard did mention the apocalypse, come to think of it. he just left out the part about how soon." klaus said making y/n snicker manically, shaking the bottle of alcohol and pointing it at them, "and poof— he isn't even here."
and when she was about to drink again at the bottle allison pulled away from her, "na-uh uh, no more drinking y/n."
"but—!!" she whined as luther threw the bottle, shattering, at the sink.
"a no is a no, y/n." luther scolded making y/n cross her arms and pouted like a child then began crying again, "five...!!" she said hugging a pillow while punching it.
"ah geez, i see klaus in her." diego said in disbelief while klaus looked at him offended while klaus patted the girl on the back trying to comfort her.
"going back, can we really trust five? i don't know if you've noticed, but five's a little..." allision paused signing her finger in a circular motion in the side of her head with a match of a whistle.
"haha, our little psycho." klaus said sipping from his coffee.
"he was pretty convincing." luther said, "if he wasn't trying to stop an apocalypse, those lunatics wouldn't be chasing him."
"that's why they're after him?" diego asked as luther answered a simple yeah.
"what did five even see?" allison asked making luther look at her for a second, "uh...apparently, we all fought together against whoever was responsible."
everyone just looked at him, while y/n did the same swaying her head left and right as she stopped crying but still hugging the pillow. luther stood up clicking his tongue, "okay. so, here's the plan. uh, we go through dad's research—"
"wait, what?"
"hold on, hold on."
"wait a tick, wait a tick, wait a tick."
this made luther stop in his sentence as he looked at klaus, "what actually happened the first time around?"
"yeah. what are you not tellin' us?" diego asked. "come one, big boy, spit it out."
