THIRTEEN | A LIGHT (AND CHAOTIC) SUPPER WITH REGINALD
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"Not only have you burglarized my lab, set my chimp loose, conned your way into the Mexican consulate, repeatedly stalked and attacked me," Reginald listed out the horrific situations the siblings did to get his attention, adjusting his cuffs.
"But you have on numerous occasions called me..." Reginald trailed off, pulling out a pen from his suit pocket. Klaus sat next to him with a drink in his hand, scrapping his chair against the ground before he sat down. "Hey, Pops. How it's hanging?" Klaus greeted him before sighing contentedly.
"...Dad," Reginald ended, glancing at everyone weirdly. "My reconnaissance tells me you're not CIA, not KGB, certainly not MI5, so..." Reginald stated, setting down his pen on the table forcefully. "Who are you?" Reginald questioned.
Everyone hesitated as they contemplated how to explain to their father that they were his future children, causing Ember to notice everyone's sudden pause. "We're your children," Five said, leaning against the table.
"We're from the future," Five added, causing Ember to chuckle at Five's statement. Reginald straightened himself up, wanting to understand more. "In 1989, you adopted us all and trained us to fight against the end of the world," Five stated while everyone remained silent.
