"The kids want coffee. Black."

The Day That Was

On the seventh hour of the firsy day of October, 1989, a woman went into labor. This was unusual in no way whatsoever. The culmination of a normal, average pregnancy. The child was average in every way. Unfortunately, for the world, the circumstances of his raising... where anything but. Harold was a normal child, playing with action figures when his father came home and demanded a beer. Harold took to long so his father... "took it into his own hands". Harold dreamed of being in the Academy. But sadly, it never happened. Harold always got in trouble for playing pretend. When finally, one day, he had enough. He grabbed a hammer and solved things the way his father did. He hit. He got twelve years. Now he's out, roaming the city as Harold Jenkins. Or. Better known as, Leonard Peabody. Now, five days ago, he saw an academy kid, Klaus, walk into an alley and throw some random shit into a dumpster. Being the creep his is, he crawled into the dumpster and found the shit Klaus had thrown out. Little did he know, he would find the most important information in the Academy.

"Harold Jenkins?" Alison asks. "Who the hell is Harold Jenkins?" Diego asks as Five finishes the coffee and throws the cup across the room, Abbi blinks and picks it up, throwing both his and hers away. "I don't know... Yet. But I do know that he's responsible for the apocalypse." Five explains. "So, we have to find him. And we have to do it now." Abbi adds. While all of this was going on, Leonard was upstairs, stealing the Reginald Action Figure from the collection. The last figure he needed from 12 years ago. "How is it connected to what's gonna happen?" Luther asks. "We don't know." Abbi sighs. "Wait, so you just know his name? That's it?" Diego asks. "That's enough." Five demands. "There's probably dozens of Harold Jenkinses in the city." Diego argues. "Well, we just better start looking then." Five argues back. "He has a point, Five." Abbi sighs. Five looks at her in disbelief.

"No, it's my fault! I just wanted them to be proud of me, for once." Vanya rants to Leonard as metal starts to bend again and cars shake. "I mean, how—how could I even presume to be worthy of their attention?!" Vanya continues. "Nothing's ever big enough next to their holier-than-thou, weight-of-the-world bullshit." Vanya scoffs as street lights begin bending. "Vanya!" Leonard yells. "What?!" Vanya yells back and turns to what he wants her to look at. Vanya notices that it was only raining where they were and the metal. What?

"I'm sorry. Am I the only one that's skeptical here? I mean, how exactly do you know all of this about what's his name?" Alison asks. Five winces quietly and groans in discomfort, Abbi glances at him with concern but he ignores her. "Harold Jenkins." Abbi states. "You know those lunatics in masks who attacked the house?" Five asks. "Yeah, the ones who attacked us while you two were getting drunk." Diego corrects. Abbi flips Diego off and Klaus holds Diego back from hitting Abbi. "Yeah. Them." Five agrees. "They were sent by the Temps Commission to stop me and her from coming back and preventinf the end of life on Earth." Five motions to Abbi. "The Temps what?" Alison asks. "Our former employer." Five explains. "They monitor all of time and space to make sure that whatever is supposed to happen... happens. My mother runs it." Abbi sighs and she explains. "They believe the apocalypse is happening in three days. So we went to Commission headquarters and intercepted a message that was meant for said lunatics. "Protect Harold Jenkins." So he must be responsible for the apocalypse." Five explains. "That's why I said we went to visit my mother. Who might be dead now." Abbi laughs softly. "What do you mean protect time and space?!" "What are you talking about Five?" "You're an asshole, Abbi." "Where is Hazel now?" Alison, Diego, and Luther all overlap each other. "My skin is on fire." Klaus states. "Do you have any idea how insane this sounds?" Alison asks. Five winces again and looks down at his torso. Abbi walks closer to him, "Hey, are you okay?" She asks as she grabs his hand, moving it away from where she thinks it hurts. "Yeah, I'm fine." He reassures her as he pushes her away. "...Okay." She sighs and walks back to where she was. "You know what else is insane? Me and Abbi look like 13-year-old kids. Klaus talks to the dead, and Luther thinks he's fooling everyone with that overcoat. Everything about us is insane. It always has been." Five argues. "He's got a point there." Klaus and Abbi say in sync. "We didn't choose this life, we're just living it. For the next three days, anyway." Five states. "But the last time we tried to stop it, we all died. Why is this time any different? Why shouldn't I go home to my daughter?" Alison asks. "Because this time, Me and my friend are here. We have the name of the man responsible." Five reasons. "Guys, we actually have the chance of saving the lives of billions of people." Abbi explains. "Including Claire." Five adds. Alison hesitates, "You know her name?" She asks. "I do, and I'd like to live long enough to meet her." Five explains. That seems to be enough argument for Alison to be on board. "Alright, let's get this bastard." Alison walks onto the side where Abbi and Five are. "You had me at Gerald Jenkins." Diego states. "Herald Jenkins." Abbi corrects with a soft smirk on her face. Diego throws a knife near her, she blinks onto the other side of Five and grabs his arm. Five glares against Diego. "Luther?" Abbi asks. "Yeah, you guys go. I'm gonna stay here and go through dad's files. I still think this has somethinh to do with why he sent me to the moon." Luther explains. Diego had started walking away but then he turned around so now he was next to Abbi, Abbi walks to the other side of Five and grabs his other arm. "Seriously? Now you wanna make the end of the world about you and dad?"Diego asks. "No. Watch for threats, that's what he told me. You think that's a coincidence? This all has to be connected somehow." Luther explains. "No, we should all stick together." Alison tries to argue with Luther. "We don't have time for this!" Abbi throws her hands up, Five wraps his hand around her waist, missing the touch. "Let's roll. I know where we can find this asshole. Klaus, you're with me." Diego explains. "Yeah, I-I'm good. I think I'll uh... I think I'll pass. I'm... feeling a little under the weather, so uh... Klaus walks out of the room as Five waves him off dismissivly and grabs Abbi's hand, walking out of the room as well, Diego doing the same. Five technically limped. What is up with him? "Are you okay, Five?" Abbi asks as she interlaced their fingers. "Yes, Abbi." Five demands. Abbi rolls her eyes. "Whatever."