Dysfunctional ~ F.Hargreeves

46} Welcome Back To The Commission

"You know," Jenna crossed her arms over her chest, "We could just hook the jumper cables up to me instead of that. I could jump start the suitcase perfectly fine."
"I'm sure you can," Five said as he finished hooking up the cables to the electrical box, "But it's not the safest thing for you to do. Plus, I have no clue if you'd still be able to travel with us."
"Fine," Jenna gave up, sitting down on a stack of old boxes begrudgingly.
"Nice suits, you two," Lila popped her head in the room.
"Thanks," Jenna thanked her.
"Yeah, the tailor in the lobby is a master craftsman. Didn't even need us there to tailor them," Five shrugged.
"Still, I will miss those pasty knees," Lila gestured to Five's pants, "Ooh, Jenna's are still out, you little slut."
"Well, we could all stand to be showing a little less skin these days," Five rolled his eyes, "And at least Jenna's skirt is decent. Better than the Umbrella Academy uniforms. Also, if you call my wife a slut one more time, you're dead."

"Whatever you say, short stuff. For you," Lila handed Five another set of jumper cables, "Ready to hot-wire this briefcase?"
"Let's do this," He nodded and started to use his powers, but it visibly started hurting him, "Shit! Lila!"
Lila stood there, laughing, while Jenna and Five started to put out the fire that had started on the briefcase.
"Yeah, I was 99% sure that wouldn't work," Lila giggled from the hall, "We definitely need Jenna."
"Well, I'm glad my pain amuses you," Five huffed.
"You have no idea, it's like my therapy," Lila wiped away a stray tear that had fallen from her eye.
"Well, now we are down to one half-dead briefcase, and my jumps are only accurate up to a couple minutes. So, essentially, we're screwed."
"Maybe. Maybe not," She looked at the couple with a mischievous smile.
"Oh, I hate that smile," Jenna frowned.

"Listen," Lila started to explain, "On your own, your little jumps are rather pathetic. But if we powered up together, you blinking, me mimicking that blink, and Jenna jump starting all of us, I think that we could create some kind of feedback loop and get enough juice to jump-start the case."
"All three of us together?" Five grimaced.
"We'd have to trust each other," Lila bit her lip.
Five scoffed, "Lila, you just spent the better part of the last ten days trying to end our lives."
"You killed my birth parents."
"Fair enough."

"And your entire family stood by while that greasy Swede put a cap in the woman who raised me."
"The Handler was going to kill you, Lila," Jenna gave her a sad look, "And if I'm remembering correctly, she did kill you. Along with the rest of us."
"Until I rolled back time and let the meatball do his work," Five finished, "Oh, and by the way, if you're leading Diego on as payback for what happened in Texas, you're pissing up the wrong ladder there 'cause that idiot may actually love y0u. The Handler never did."

"Well, what do you know?" Lila's eyes started to water, "You spent years shagging a mannequin before you kidnapped this one here, then lost a kid."
"Do not talk about Stephen like that, Lila," Five marched back up to her, "I thought we talked about this in the elevator."
"This is insane," Jenna threw her arms up, "There is no way we're all going to get along long enough to be able to make it to the Commission."
"Okay," Five took a deep breath to calm himself down, "Perhaps we can't get to trust, but there is a certain honesty in white-hot hatred."
Lila rolled her eyes and reopened the electrical room door, "Then come over here, you god-awful little shits. And both of you hold my hands."
Jenna took one of her hands, Five the other, and the two grabbed the other's open hand; forming a circle of sorts.

They all started to hook up various wires to places around the room and to Jenna.
"Okay, relax," Lila let out a relaxed breath.
"I can't," Five gagged, "Your breath is terrible."
"Garlic is for winners," She gave two thumbs up, "Enough foreplay!"
"You two ready to get your minds electrocuted?" Jenna asked.
"Nope, but I guess I have to be," Five fixed his jacket.
"Power up, shitheads," Lila nodded to Five and Jenna.