All of them were still dancing before a rumbling growl echoed throughout the house. The first to run out was Luther, and then Klaus. As they were all running out, the noise and the blaze of the ball shook. "Everyone, wait, here!" Klaus wailed as he pressed towards the kitchen. He grabbed a fire extinguisher and threw it in. As he did, an elderly man was ripping himself out of it and hit his head slightly. Soon, the man was transforming into a familiar face. "Hey, guys, is it just me or do I see little old Five in that, blue thingy?" Luther looked at him and nodded, all of their faces mouth's were gaping wide as they saw their brother, who was missing for 17 years, just suddenly appeared.
All of them were in the kitchen, either sitting on the table barefooted, sat on a chair, or stood up, with shoes. "So, why'd you just leave for so long?" Luther queried as he scratched his chin. "What was I doing?" "Shopping obviously." Five said. Luther smirked and crossed his arms. "I got stuck in the future for 45 years, stayed with your dead bodies for a while, found the love of my life and found out that the world is gonna end in 8 days. Any further questions?" Five blinked around the kitchen, looking in the drawers and stopping at the fridge. "Where's the coffee?" He asked. Allison was swinging on her chair and said "He didn't like coffee." Klaus put his feet on the edge of the table and said, "He also didn't like kids but he had plenty of us." Allison rolled her eyes but still had a contained laugh. "Coffee, isn't the point, the point is that the worlds gonna end in a little over a week!" Five looked backed over, and was confused for two reasons. One, was that Klaus moved from the seat to sitting on the table, cross-legged, And Two, was that he didn't know how or why the world will end. "Yes, the world will end in a week, but..." He groaned as he reached for the newspaper tightly squeezed between the two cupboards in the kitchen. He looked concerned, confused, but also gleeful whilst reading it. "Dads dead?" They all nodded and agreed. "When's the funeral?" All of them said "tomorrow" in unison. "Something I forgot to say. I'm 58 mentally but I'm stuck in my prepubescent, thirteen year old body." Diego shook his head and spluttered. "That doesn't make sense, Five." Five crossed his arms. "It would if you were smarter." Diego glared at him and went to run at him before Luther stopped him. Five smirked at how sensitive Diego was. "Where's Ben?" They all looked at eachother , Five looked around confused. "He's, uh.. Passed on." Luther gulped as he stated that Ben had died. "Ah." Five looked guilty, but then focused. "Nice dress." Klaus pinched his skirt. "Oh, danke!" Five smirked. "Where's Vanya?" Five asked. Klaus said, "Her apartment." Five nodded his head. He walked out the kitchen and blinked to Vanya's apartment. Klaus clapped his hands and face whilst Luther said, "Well that was weird."
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The Umbrella Academy, A Tale Of Blasphemy And Destiny
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