Dysfunctional ~ F.Hargreeves

55} I Just Want You To Know Who I Am

Jenna walked down the aisle with Viktor as Chet played the traditional music with Luther and Sloane right behind them. After everything settled, Klaus started to officiate.
"Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today for a good time, not a long time, so let's have a good time, huh? 'Cause the sun can't shine every day. Can I get an amen?"
"Amen!" Everyone cheered in response.
"Luther," Klaus turned his attention to his hunk of a brother, "do you be taking this banging hottie to be your lady?"
"I do," Luther looked into Sloane's eyes with so much love.
"Sloane," Klaus sniffled, "do you promise to love and cherish this big hairy bastard for the next twenty four to forty eight hours?"
"Give or take a day," Five corrected.
Klaus shushed him.
"I'm gonna try," Sloane chuckled.
"Well, then..." Klaus clapped his hands together and started to tear up, "I'm sorry. I pronounce you married as shit! Viva la apocalypse!"

Sloane immediately jumped up and wrapped her arms around Luther's neck to kiss him. He picked her up and didn't look like he would ever let go. The party slowly migrated over to the dance floor for the bride and groom's first dance. They had Chet play Teenage Dream and they swayed like no one else in the room mattered at all. Jenna watched alongside the rest of the family and she laid her head on Five's shoulder.
"This is officially worse than the apocalypse," Five scoffed.
"Shut the fuck up," Jenna smacked him, "I guess I'll go dance with Klaus then if you think this is stupid."
"Jenna, wait-" Before he could stop her, she'd already wandered over to Klaus and pulled him in to dance. Five cursed at his own stupidity and then noticed the alcohol, "Ah, there we are. Time to drink while I plan."

"Klaus," Jenna cooed, "Would you mind dancing with me?"
"Oh," He put a hand to his chest, "I'd be honored."
She gave him a wide smile and pulled him out to the dance floor.
"Wow," Jenna said, "I'm impressed. You're not half bad."
"Well, our dear old dad did make us-"
"Learn ballroom dance. I know. Five never shut up about it."
"Speaking of him, where'd your lover boy wander off to?"
"He was being a little bitch, so I ditched him for you."
"Awe. I'm flattered."
The music started to die down and everyone left to start eating dinner.

"Congrats, you two!" Jenna walked over and hugged the wedding party, which Chet snapped a photo of.
"That'll be five dollars for one, or eight if you'd like two of them."
"I'll take two," Jenna handed him a ten, "Keep the change."
"Thank you, Jenna. I'll be right back with these."
"Thanks for coming, Jenna," Luther smiled up at her through a bite of lamb.
"Of course. I wouldn't miss it."
"Thank you for helping me with literally everything," Sloane said.
"No problem at all. Thanks for just talking with me and giving me some girl's time. With Five up my ass 24/7, it's all guy stuff."
"Literally!" Klaus yelled from a few tables over.
Jenna rolled her eyes and flipped him off, "Well, I should be off eating dinner myself. See you two back on the dance floor."

Jenna wandered back to her table with Five and she dug into her steak.
"Good, right?" Five pointed with his fork.
"Definitely."
"I'm sorry about earlier," He looked down at his plate in embarrassment, "I didn't really mean it. I know how much you love all of this stuff. Dancing, music, family... love. Meet me outside in an hour, okay?"
"Sure..."
"Cinco! Mi hermano," Klaus approached the table.
"Oh god," Five grunted, "What do you want?"
"Listen to me, Dad is upstairs right now with a plan to save everything. So what say you and I and the lady pop up to the suite for a little chit chat?"
"What, are you like Frick and Frack with the old man now?"
"This dad's different. He's a turtle. Hard on the outside, but all cute and wrinkly and occasionally delicious on the inside."

"Klaus?"
"Yeah?"
"Old dogs like me and him never change. He had never had our best interests at heart. So, my only plan for tonight is to spend time with my wife and then to get fucked up beyond all recognition with her looking after me."
"Sure," Klaus rolled his eyes and clinked glasses with Five, "Have at it."
"I shall!" Five smirked and placed his arm behind Jenna on her chair.
"What do you mean by your little plan?" Jenna glared at him.
"We'll spend most of the night together, don't worry, but I want one last bender before the world goes kablooey. Is that too much to ask?"
"Yes, because I can't drink with you, dumbass!"
"I forgot about that part. Sorry."
"I'm done with you," Jenna stood up and walked away, leaving the rest of her food and her husband behind, "I'll see you in an hour outside."