Painless beginnings, Painful endings. || s1-s4 the umbrella academy

The funeral #2

I woke up to Klaus shaking me, and chanting "funeral time" over and over again.

I groan, but sit up and shoo him out of my room so I can change. I take the light brown flannel I had on, off and I heard a woosh behind me, five then said, "ah shit, sorry I'll leave" then another woosh was heard. I laughed a bit, but continued to change into a pair of black pants, black long sleeve shirt and a light greyish shirt over.

And my boots of course.

I grabbed an umbrella after I got downstairs and walked outside, seeing everyone there. "Took your time.." Luther mumbled with the urn in hand. "Shut up or I'll shove that urn up your ass ape man." I grumbled and he opened his mouth to protest but I shushed him as pogo walked out.

"Whenever your ready dear boy.." pogo softly spoke to Luther. And he tipped the urn.

"Probably would've been better with some wind.." Luther grumbled, hesitating to hug the empty urn.

"Does anyone wish to speak?" Pogo asked, standing, leaning on his cane for support.

No one answered, "Very well.." he said, and took a deep breath. "in all regards.. Sir Reginald Hargreeves made me what I am today. For that alone, I shall forever be in his debt. He was my master.. and my friend, and I shall miss him.. very much. He leaves behind a complicated legacy–" pogo was cut off by Diego grumbling, "he was a monster." And Klaus let out a breathy laugh.

"He was a bad person and a worse father." "Diego" "my name is number two, you wanna know why? Cause our father couldn't be bothered to give us actual names. He had mom do it."

"Would anyone like something to eat?" My eyes soften at her voice. I missed that soothing voice that calmed my cries..

"No.. it's okay mom" I softly said, and Klaus looked at five, then me.

"Oh, okay" she softly said again.

"Look, you wanna pay your respects? Go ahead. But atleast be honest about the kind of man he was." Diego kept going on, and on.

"You should stop talking now." Luther lowly said.

"You know, you of all people should be on my side here, number one. " Diego said, "I am warning you" Luther warned, "after everything he did to you? He had to ship you, a million miles away"

"Diego stop talking." Luther warned again, his fists clenched.

"That's how much he couldn't stand the sight. Of. You!" Diego said, shoving his finger into Luther's chest. Luther whacked his arm, and swung, but Diego ducked swiftly, and Luther threw another punch.

I sighed, and rolled my eyes, walking inside. Five followed, but heading off elsewhere. I heard a crack, and a thud. Part of me was hoping that was one of them hitting the floor.

I walked to the kitchen, to find five rummaging through cupboards. "If your looking for coffee, there is none. Alcohols your best shot" I mumbled, sitting in a chair, slumping back.

"I want coffee, not alcohol." Five muttered, not even looking my way. "Okay.. calm down." I grumble. After a while, Klaus came in, and sat in the chair opposite to me, holding a.. guitar?

I frowned, but didn't ask. I walk to the bar, and grab a bottle of tequila, and Klaus holds his hand out, expecting a shot.

_-_-_

Nietzsche once said.. ''man is as a rope, stretched between the animal and the superhuman. A rope, over an abyss. It is a dangerous crossing a dangerous looking-back, a dangerous trembling and halting.''

We all awaited down the bottom of the stairs, and Vanya blew the whistle.

As much as you must strive for individual greatness, and strive you must,  but it won't come to you of its own accord... You must also remember,  there is no individual stronger than the collective.

We all ran, and five blinked up a few flights, I shifted Into five, and did the same thing, but further. "That's not fair! Five and Eight are cheating!" Luther whined

"They adapted." Reginald said.

--

The ties that bind you together, make you stornger than you are alone. They will make you impervious to the pain and hardship the world will thrust upon you. Believe me when I tell you, Life Will Be Hard. It Will Be Painful.

We all sat in little chairs, awaiting for our logo to be imprinted onto us. Some were nervous, some had theirs done, and they were huddled together, crying. Luther and Ben looked terrified, five looked nervous, and I just stared at the wall.. wondering. Why were we being branded like little sheep? Like little dolls... It was concerning to think that a man wants to mark children as his own, which they aren't. Diego pulled his hand away from mom as she tried to comfort him. Mom looked at Reginald and smiled softly. The poor woman was just trying to help.. after Diego, it was my turn. I sat in the chair, and clenched my jaw and fists to the point my jaw ached, and my palms had imprints on them.

It didn't hurt as bad.. but it still hurts.

--

We can accomplish anything when we accept responsibility together this was what creates trust.

Reginald skipped through screens of us, Fives sleepy face was shown, his mouth slightly open. Then mine, my pulse was rather.. disoriented, than the others, and Reginald wrote stuff down. It quickened, but slowed, and it did that around 4 times, before it stopped. Like I had died.

Reginald sent grace after my room immediately, and I woke up, my pulse awakening again. It was like, I died, but I came back...

--

"Where's Vanya?" Allison asked, walking in.

"Oh.. she uh, she left" Klaus said.

"That's unfortunate" five said, I knew he wasn't talking about Vanya. "Yeah.." Allison said.

"An entire square block, Fourty two bedrooms, 19 bathrooms, but no not a single drop of coffee." Five muttered.

"Dad hated caffeine..?" Allison said. "Yeah well he hated children too, and he had plenty of us!" Klaus laughed, and I just sipped at the tequila bottle.

"I'm taking the car, and your coming with" five said, yanking my collar a bit. "Why?" I said, but five just grabbed me. "Okay, ow" I mumbled "where are you going?" Klaus asked. "Do get a decent cup of coffee." Five replied.

"Do you even know how to drive?" Allison asked, "I know how to do everything." Five muttered, blinking us to the car. I felt a bit sick, but sipped the tequila again, and sat in the car.

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