The Umbrella Academy, A Tale Of Blasphemy And Destiny

The phenomenon of Death.

(Play song at bolded word)

All of them gathered around the living room and sat down. Pogo stood in the centre, whilst the furniture and kids surrounded him. "As you all  know, the funeral is tomorrow. So, as long as we're here, you shall do what you want. Diego and Luther, try not to fight, Allison, don't manipulate people with your powers, and Klaus, stay clean."

Diego walked outside and lit a cigarette. "Thought you quit." Diego looked over to see Allison and he sarcastically replied, "Thought you had a kid. In LA." Allison sighed and rolled her eyes. "That, is harmful." So  Allison grabbed the cigarette and threw it on the floor, stepping on it and crushing it. "Fine. I won't do it again." He mocked. "What do you wanna talk about?" She said. Diego looked at Allison and said, "Remember the time you tried to escape the academy by getting Klaus out of that mausoleum?" She nodded. "That was stupid." Allison frowned. "But brave. Stupid but brave." Diego put his arm around her shoulders. They both smiled at each-other and both walked inside.

Diego found his mother, Grace, in the kitchen doing dishes. He peeked inside the pocket of her skirt and saw the monocle. "Hello, dear." Grace turned around as she spoke to Diego. Diego snatched the monocle from her pocket and said "I just.. Need to use this quickly mom." Diego sighed, afraid of what would happen if the others blamed Grace for Sir Reginald's death. He turned around and headed towards the main living area. He shoved the monocle in his pocket and scowled at the sight of Vanya. "You don't belong here." He said as he glowered at her. Just as he said it Allison walked in. Allison looked at Diego and smirked, taking every chance to mock his black turtle-neck shirt and latex gear. "You look like an.. Eager stripper from a magic Mike show." Diego crossed his arms and sneered at her. "At least I'm actually wearing black." Allison crossed her arms.

1:15 PM

Luther stood up in the centre of the living room connected to the bar and announced "Dad doesn't have his monocle. It's fowl play." Diego sighed and crossed his arms. "He was an old guy who's heart gave out." Luther too sighed and put his hands on his hips. "Someone in the academy killed him. It just depends who." "Klaus, make yourself useful and conjure up dad." Luther added. Klaus said "I can't just be like, 'Hey dad, could you stop playing tennis with Hitler for a minute and take a quick call?' " He crossed his arms. Vanya voiced her own opinion, "Maybe mom killed dad? Her system could've been malfunctioning." Diego looked at her and smiled. "Vanya, please." He said as he raised his hand and palm. Allison looked at Klaus once or twice as he stood up. "Is that my skirt?" She asked. He twirled around slightly and said "It's a little dated, but its.. Breathy on the, uh.. Bits." Luther sighed again. "Dad, was, murdered." He said as he punched the palm of his hand. Klaus said "Oh, well that's nice." Allison looked over to him again. "Are you high?" She asked. Klaus laughed. "Of course I am, listening to this bull-sh-t." All of them pulled faces and scoffed. Klaus got up and grabbed Sir Reginald's urn and went to the bar as the rest departed.

He clenched the bar desk, "Chop, chop, chop dad! C'mon! Screw you! You were always a stubborn b-stard!" He said after having a feeble attempt of trying to conjure Sir Reginald. "Oh, screw it." He leaned over the bar to grab a drink before he knocked over the urn. He shifted his hands around his face as he laughed nervously. "Sh-t! Sh-t!"

5:45 PM

Luther was walking about in his room, looking under and over objects, and things he used to own. He found an old boom-box and found some discs next to it. He inserted the disc, and soon started lowly wafting his hands. The same as Diego and Vanya, whereas Allison was dancing with a hot pink boa, swaying it around her neck and arms, and Klaus was having a slow dance with Reginald's urn.

10.