Copycat {Number Five Fanfic}

9. We're Bloody Messes

I'm changing the title... Cause I can :)

I woke up this morning to an empty bed. I sat up in confusion as I looked around the room for a sign of Five. He was no where to be found. I shrugged it off as I got up getting ready for the day ahead of me. I got in the shower letting the water hit my skin, it felt like I had been covered in dirt as I scrubbed my skin. A sense of calm flowed over me as I rubbed soap over my shoulders. I closed my eyes as I let the water run from my hair to my face.

I smiled as I turned off the water, I grabbed my warm towel drying myself off. Changing into a clean and not ripped up uniform, I fixed myself up. I let my hair down from the high ponytail it usually is in, my hair was just touching my lower back.

Once I was done getting ready, I walked around checking all the rooms. No one was around, so I went down stairs to check. I walked into the kitchen to see Five, Klaus, and Luther who looked like shit. "Who do I have to kill to get a decent cup of coffee?" Five sat still in his pajamas.

"Oh, doesn't your hair look lovely Miss Iris." Klaus bowed playing like we used to when we were kids. I laughed.

"Why thank you Mister Klaus, you are so very kind." He stuck out his hand, I took it graciously.

He spun me of a minute making me laugh. "God, we are so dysfunctional. We are going to go out later to kill someone." We laughed together.

"I wouldn't trade it for anything though." I smiled at the three boys. "Anyway, lets get down to business." I looked at Klaus.

"Anyone seen any of the others? Diego, Allison? No." Klaus asked as I sat in the end seat beside Five.

"Alright so this is the closest thing to a quorum than we are gonna get." Klaus banged a metal spatula onto the table making Luther's eyes close tight in pain.

"Ok, listen us there's no easy way to say this, so I'm just going to spit it out. Yeah." Klaus sighed out making me question it, but not say anything.

"Klaus." Luther said.

"I conjured dad last night." Klaus said looking back and fourth between the three of us.

"I thought you said you hadn't been able to conjurer anyone in years?" Luther and Five questioned it but I know Klaus wouldn't lie about something this big.

"Yes I know, but I'm sober. I got clean, yesterday. I talked to someone special and then ended up having this conversation with dear ol' daddy himself." Everyone stayed quite.

"Does anyone have some aspirin?" Luther started standing up.

"Top shelf, next to the crackers." Five answered.

"Hey, hey, hey. This is serous guys, this really happened I swear." Klaus told us.

"Ok, I'll play. What did the old man have to say?" Five asked, even though he thought this was a joke.

"Well, he gave me the usual lecture about my appearance and my failures in life, yada yada yada. No surprise there, even the after life couldn't stop a hard ass like dad. right, but he did mention something about his murder or lack there of." I sat up in my seat as I listened to what he had to say. "Because he killed himself." Klaus breathed out. I was so confused in this moment, I didn't know what to say.

The four of us sat in silence for a few seconds as no one could figure out if this was serous or not. "I don't have time for your games." Luther started to get up as Klaus stopped him.

"I'm telling you the truth Luther." He pleaded.

"Why did he do it then?" Five spoke.

"He said it was the only way to get us all home again." Klaus told.