ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ [ᴅɪᴇɢᴏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴇᴇᴠᴇꜱ]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗

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The pretend couple sat in the office of the prosthetics manufacturer building, sitting next to each other as they held hands, keeping up the act. Five stood, leaning his hands against the desk with the man he spoke to earlier, Lance, sitting by the desk.

"Like I said to your son eariler, amy information about the prosthetics we build are strictly confidential." Lance explained sounding annoyed about the matter "Without the clients consent, I simply cannot help you."

"Well, we can't get consent if you don't give us a name." Five spat back.

"Well, that's not my problem." Lance said "Sorry. Now, there's really nothing more I can-"

"What about our consent?" Y/n spoke up.

"Excuse me?" Lance frowned.

"Who gave you permission to lay your hands. . ." Klaus said, both pretending to cry for a moment "on our son."

"What?" Five and Lance both said together as Y/n fake cried.

"You heard me." Klaus put a hand around his 'wife' "It's alright, baby."

"I didn't touch your son." Lance explained.

"Oh, really?" Klaus leaned forward "Well, then, how did he get that swollen lip, then?"

Lance looked at the boy before turning back to Klaus "He doesn't have a swollen-"

Lance's words were cut off by Klaus punching Five in the face, a small cut appearing on his lip.

Y/n looked back at Lance as she stood up "We want it. Name, please. Now."

"You are crazy." He said, looking between the two adults.

Klaus laughed a moment "You got no idea." He noticed a small, water filled globe on the desk, causing him to pick it up "'Peace on earth.' That is so sweet."

Y/n pulled Five back a bit as Klaus smashed the globe off of his head, the glass shattering, causing his head to start bleeding as the glass pierced his skin.

He groaned in pain before saying, the water dripping from his hair "God that hurt."

Lance quickly and shakily picked up the phone, dialling a number as Y/n made her way over to his desk "I'm calling securi-"

Klaus snatched the phone off him and ignored Lance's protests "There's been an assault, in Mr Big's office and we need security, now. Shnell!" He pleaded before throwing the phone back down.

Klaus smiled at Y/n who said "Here's what's gonna happen, Grant-"

"It's Lance."

"-In about sixty seconds, two security guards are gonna burst through that door and they are gonna see a whole lot of blood, and they're going to wonder what the hell happened, and we are going to tell them that you. . . beat the shit out of us." Y/n pretended to cry before straightening up again.

Klaus chuckled "You're going to do great in prison, Grant. Trust me, I've been there. A little piece of chicken like you?" He laughed as he moved his hips in a circle, saying "Oh, you're going to get passed around like a. . ." Lance looked petrified as Klaus smiled "You're just- you're gonna do great. That's all I'm saying."