Burning Up ~*~ [ THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY 2 ] [ FIVE x OC ]

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~Right Back Where We Started~
November 15, 1963

     Ivy walked down the street, glancing around her as she knew people were still staring. Yes, it was weird that she still looked like a kid, but she was hoping that time travelling would get rid of that aspect of her life. Sadly, it hadn't. Yet. She was into the restaurant, seeing the whites only sign hanging over the counter. She clenched her fist, shutting her eyes as she knew something bad would happen if she spoke up. She went to the booth in the corner, sliding in across from Michael as he was eating a hamburger. 

     "God, I love eating here. Hey, are burgers as good in the future as they are now?" he asked, Ivy leaning back in the seat as she crossed her arms. "Come on, cheer up kiddo." 

     "Don't call me 'kiddo'. I'm seventeen years older than you," Ivy said, leaning to Michael. 

     "Listen, I know you've been looking everywhere for all of your siblings. But maybe they were sent to different cities," Michael suggested, setting his burger down. "And your dad, you said you found him." 

      "Yeah, the asshole tried to make an experiment out of me. Again," Ivy scoffed, leaning back in the booth. 

     "I think it's time you move on, okay? Maybe you should focus on more important things, like fixing your body," Michael said, nodding at her. "You talked to your dad, he gave you what you needed to start aging again." 

     "I can't do it until I'm a hundred percent sure that my family is okay," Ivy snapped at him. She looked at her hands, shaking her head slowly. "I got the cure to this stupid un-aging thing, but I can't take it until I find them." 

     "You're just lucky no one's noticed you don't age," Michael said, shrugging slightly. 

     "Because I don't go to school and I don't have a job. I changed the rotation of people I see," Ivy snapped. 

     "Those fires I've been seeing on TV..." Michael trailed off, Ivy looking up at him. "You're trying to contact your siblings." 

     "What gave it away?" Ivy asked, twiddling her fingers. 

    "Well, the first fire was set on Luther Road," Michael said, scoffing slightly. "The second one on Diego Lane. The third was Allison's Parlor four blocks away, and another on Benjamin Street. Now, I bet Klaus and Vanya aren't going to happen, but you're lighting fires for no reason." 

      "It's to get their attention," Ivy said, leaning forward. 

      "It hasn't been working," Michael said. 

     "Clearly," Ivy muttered, grabbing one of his fries and biting it. "But it's whatever." 

      "It's not whatever. You're damaging private property, you're breaking the law," Michael whispered, leaning towards her. 

      "Do you really think I give a shit about federal law when I've literally broken the  laws of the universe and been hunted by time travelers?" Ivy asked, Michael gritting his teeth together at her words. "That's what I thought."

      "God, you are an asshole," Michael scoffed, eating again. 

      "I get it from the best of the best," Ivy said, giving him a tight smile. "God only knows where he is now." 

~*~

      Five walked up the steps to the apartment of the person he saw taking his picture from when he first landed. He knocked on one of the doors, the one to his right opening. He turned to the man, shoving his hands in his pockets.