If your not at my funeral, I'm not dying.

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Five blinked into Vanyas' apartment, looking around in her living room before he looked at the windows. Vanya walked back into her living room and dropped her shopping bag at the sight of Five. "Holy sh-t!" She yelped. "Your windows are open, Rapists could've gotten in." Five was looking for coffee as he said it. "But the windows are barely even open, Five?" He looked back at her with a carton of milk in his hands, and leant on the kitchen side. "They could still get in." "Anyways, where's your coffee? Milk with coffee is terrible, let alone without it." Vanya spluttered and smiled. "It's in the top shelf. It's great to have you back Five." Vanya grabbed five a cup of coffee as well as sipping her own. "Where have you been? You've just been missing for 17 years and then just kind of came back." He looked at Vanya took a large gulp of his coffee. "I got stuck in the apocalypse for 45 years, found the love of my life, found all of you dead except you and Ben, the moon was gone for a while, I got hired by a time travelling company, became an assassin and found out the world's ending in eight days." Vanya stared blankly at Five. "I-I, well.." She'd splutter before standing up and putting her cup in the sink, accompanied by other dishes. "Do you not think your mind could've been corrupted by it? I mean, dad always said that there was a possibility you could've gone crazy." Five blinked towards Vanya and sneered at her. "The only crazy person here is you for thinking that I've gone crazy, Vanya!" She looked down and uttered "Sorry Five." He shown a condescending smile before sitting back down. "Vanya went back to washing the dishes. "Why don't you stay for the night? Get some rest before the funeral tomorrow." Five looked up at her as she turned around and nodded.


AN: Sorry for the short length! I ran out of ideas. Maybe my lovely 64-67? Idk, readers!

AN 2: Also, do you guys want more funny moments? Maybe some inspired/based off of vines or something?

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