Umbrella Boy (Spiderman Fanfiction & Umbrella Academy)

A Little Work

After leaving the crime scene Peter had done some research, by which he meant he flirted with a detective until he basically gave him all the information he needed to know. He wasn't exactly sure what to make of the crime between the creepy kids' masks and the two people who had been in the bakery before the shooting had occurred, but he was determined to figure it out.

 After a long period of research, he finally decided to call it a night. He headed over to a bar a couple of blocks down the road where he knew a friend would be waiting.

Jamison and Peter had been friends ever since Peter had started sneaking out of the house when he was ten. They had spent their nights looking at the stars, eating junk food that Reginald would have hated, and drinking the cheapest beer you could buy. Well, Peter never really was one to drink but after Jamison had a few drinks conversation seemed to become a natural thing. Jamison had learned many secrets during said meetings but he had stuck to his word and never said a word no matter the situation.

"Pete," exclaimed Jamison as he walked into the bar, "I was starting to think you wouldn't show but I should know by now your never one to break a promise." Peter smiled warmly at his chatty friend who had definitely had a few drinks while he waited.

"Hey, Jami. You look well," they spoke as if they had never been apart at all even after the years they hadn't seen each other. After a few drinks, Peter and Jamison were giggling like schoolboys at the counter as Jamison described his sister's disaster wedding in vivid detail all the way down to his father getting drunk and knocking over the cake onto the bride.

As Peter left the bar and Jamison behind he felt the cold begin to seep in the cracks of his heart again as it did every time there wasn't someone there to hold him together. The walk home consisted of him staggering through the crowds of people on the sidewalk as they stared at him like he was the disappointment of the century, just like people had all of his life.

Allison stared at him in shock as he staggered up the stairs as she realized the good child was actually drunk. He slammed the door open to realize it was not his room and Five was on the bed stitching up his arm.

"Damn, you sure had a number done on you. Whoops, Steve would not be happy that I just said that." Peter shook himself out of his drunken daze and gently wiped the blood off of the younger boy's arm before bandaging it liked he had so many times before.

"Thanks, Pete. I know that your struggling right now, but if you need to talk we'll all be here. They don't see the hurt in your eyes but I see the way you struggle to hold yourself together. Your bearly keeping yourself from falling apart. " Peter smiled sadly at his brother. No matter how much time passed he had always been able to read Peter like an open book.

Peter watched with a fond smile as the young boy climbed out of the window no doubt about to get into some more trouble.

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Peter sat in the passenger seat of the van in the alley. Five and Klaus hadn't even noticed when he swung out the window and into the side of the alley.

"Shit!" cursed Five in shock when he opened the door to see his brother there.

"You didn't think you were going to do something dumb enough to get you killed without me did you?" Five shook his head knowing that arguing wouldn't help his case and instead just started the car and drove out of the alley.

~

They sat on a van that was parked near the curb. Peter and Five had been there for quite some time.

"I need to find out all about this prosthetic eye. It's extremely important." Peter understood. After a long waiting period, Peter woke to the sound of the back door opening. Luther came in. Peter let out a small giggle as he struggled to fit in the van due to his size. Luther was out of breath by the time he had been able to shut the door. What Peter hadn't expected was to turn around and see Klaud pretending to dance with Delores behind Luther.

"Get out! You can't be here!" screamed Five as he chucked a water bottle at Klaus' head. "We're in the middle of something," he said as he gestured between him and Peter.

"Any luck finding your one-eyed man?" said Klaus who obviously was dead set on being cheeky the whole conversation.

"What's he talking about?" asked Luther who looked confused and concerned. Peter stopped listening when Luther started talking about Mom again. He didn't listen until Klaus brought up the time he waxed his ass with pudding. Peter's nose wrinkled with disgust.

"What are you still doing here?" Peter felt a kind of a pain in his chest when he heard Luther speak to Klaus like that.

"Klaus can stay," said Peter quietly which made Luther look up at him in surprise as if he hadn't realized he'd been sitting there.

"He can't be serious for one second Pete!" Peter felt a wave of disappointment come over him as Five told Klaus to get out of the car. Peter looked angrily at his brothers who sputtered out excuses before getting out of the car and slamming the door. Peter grabbed Klaus's hand as he walked away. The two stopped and hugged one another tightly for a moment before going their different ways. Klaus could swear for a minute he felt his heart flutter at the loving touch.

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Sorry for the lack of romance but my opportunity in the plot is coming up. Have patience young Padawans.

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