On the twelfth hour of the first day of October 1989, 43 women around the world gave birth. This was unusual only in the fact that none of these women had been pregnant when the day began. Sir Reginald Hargreeves, eccentric billionaire and adventure...
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MARCH 26, 2019 - THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY
"WHAT the fuck are you wearing?" Marley laughed, walking into Five's room.
"Oh, not you too." Klaus whined. "This is my nicest outfit."
"Do you not own any other clothes?" Marley asked, tilting her head to the side, making five chuckles beside her.
"Oh, shut up. Get out of here, both of you." Klaus pushed the pair towards his door.
"It's fine, we'll just raid the old man's closet." Five sighed, walking out of the room.
"Whatever." Klaus groaned. "As long as I get paid."
"Paid?" Marley asked, looking at Five expectantly. "That better not be for drugs."
"When the job is done." Five whined, ignoring Marley's comment.
"Job?" Marley perked up. "I wanna join. Can I?"
"Fine." Five sighed, rubbing his hands over his face. "Just go and put something better on. You're not leaving the house like that."
"Whatever, mum." Marley grumbled, speeding to her room to get changed.
The two boys stumbled at the sudden rush of wind, only just balancing themselves when another gust of wind caused them to stumble once again.
"How's this?" Marley asked, twirling for the boys.
"Fine." Five grumbled.
"Beautiful. As usual." Klaus winked at her, causing the girl to giggle. "Okay, just so that we're clear, we've just gotta go into this place and pretend to be your dear old parents, correct?"
"Yeah. Something like that." Five smiled, annoyed at his brother.
"What's our cover story?" Klaus persistently asked.
"What? What are you talking about?" Five knitted his eyebrows together in confusion.
"I mean, were we really young when we had you? Like, 16? Like, young and... terribly misguided?" Klaus over exaggerated his movements, making the pair in front of him roll their eyes.
"Sure." Five sighed.
"Your mother, that slut." Klaus yelled out, with a pained expression.
