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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃
( chapter four )

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 the kitchen, watching as Five got the ingredients for a sandwich.

"What's the date?" He asked. "The exact date."

"The 24th." Vanya replied.

"Of what?"

"March." Alora answered making him nod.

"Good."

They looked at him. "So are we gonna talk about what just happened?" Luther questioned his brother.

Five blatantly ignored him, putting bread into a wooden board.

Luther stood up, "It's been fourteen years."

"It's been a lot longer than that." Five scoffed, standing infront of him before blinking to a shelf, reaching up to get something.

"Haven't missed that." The big man muttered.

"The future." Five references to his previous question. "It's shit by the way."

"Called it!" Klaus said, holding his hand out to Alora.

"I don't have any money to give you." Alora shrugged, putting her hands in the pockets of her pants.

"I should've listened to the old man." Five sighed, looking in the fridge. "You know, junking through space is one thing, jumping across time is another toss of the dice."

Alora didn't want to say 'I told you so' , but she really wanted to say it.

Five looked up at Klaus, inspecting his outfit. "Nice dress."

"Oh! Well, danke." He smiled, playing with the ends of his skirt.

"Wait- how did you get back?" Vanya asked, very confused.

"In the end, I had to project my consciousness forward into a suspended quantum state version of myself that exists across every possible instance of time." Five explained like it was nothing.

Diego said, "That makes no sense."

"Well it would if you were smarter." Five smirked slightly.

He got up, going to hit Five but Alora lazily waved her hand and he sat down in his chair, glaring at her.

"How long were you there?" Luther asked him, looking away from the two and at Five.

"Forty-two years, give or take."

Luther sat down in shock and the others stared at him, eyebrows furrowed and eyes wide.

"So what are you saying, that you're 55?" Luther questioned.

"No, my consciousness is 55." Five smiled bitterly. He put together the sandwich, which contained peanut butter and marshmallows. "Apparently, my body is now 15 again."

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