Number 8 ~ FivexOC

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"Shit..."

The little Number Five stands up and dusts himself off before Klaus hurries to him to help inside but he is quickly swat away.

They make their way to the kitchen so Five can find himself something to eat and explain how he did what he did. Everyone sets themselves around the edge of the table so they could all see the boy in front of them.

He went on to explain that he tried for 45 years to jump back but when he finally did,  he got the calculations wrong and didn't acorn. Which explains his... appearance.

He goes on about how the world is going to end in ten days and that they need to stop it. All while making a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich without a care in the world.

"Nice dress," he motions his sandwich to Klaus.

"Danke," He replied while spinning around the belt strings.

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"Where's Vanya?" Allison comes in the dining room and places her coat over the chair. Klaus informs her that she had already left and that she just missed her.

"Well that's unfortunate," Five places down and empty coffee press onto the dining table. "An entire square block, 42 bedrooms, 19 bathrooms and not a single drop of coffee!"

"Dad hated coffee," Allison chirped in.

"Yeah, well he hated children too but he had plenty of us!" Klaus laughs to himself, still hugging the urn.

"Well, I'm out to find a decent cup of coffee. I'm taking the car," And with that he left Allison and Klaus in the kitchen and drove to Griddy's.

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He pulls up to Griddy's diner with a loud brake sound and hops out. When he enters, there is an old man already sitting there. He takes a seat next to him and leans down on the counter to rest his head.

"Five? Five! It's really you!" A girls voice boomed from behind him. It started nice and innocent but it changed to violent quickly. "It's really you! I hate you!" The girl came up behind him screaming and put him in a choke hold. Throwing him off the stool, she stands back so he could pick himself up.

"I don't know who you are or how you know who I am but you should stay-" He tries to say as menacingly as possible.

"Far away from you? Oh you have no idea how long I have been searching for you!" She begins to run at him again but he spacial jumps out of the way, making her go toppling over the counter. When Five heads around the counter to pick her up, she was gone.

"Looking for me?" The girl says again. Five sighs like it's just another day but his moment was ruined when he saw her throwing a blade at him. He caught it and eyed it.

"Hmm... strange..." He drops the blade letting it clatter on the ground. He motion for her to sit and the old man, who didn't leave, to now leave. They both do as they were told.

She sits down next to him but not without removing another knife from her belt.

"It's ok! I'm not going to use this one... not on you at least..." She says putting her hands up in defense before sticking the knife into the table repeatedly.

"Tell me... how'd you get from there..." Five points to the opposite side of the counter. "... to there?" This time pointing to the spot next to her.

"You already know the answer to that question Five. It's in your head right now. I can see it," He looks at her puzzled. How'd she know what I was thinking about? He shakes it off and changes the topic.

"Where'd you get the knives? They look-" He began to ask watching the knife swivel around her long, boney fingers.

"Familiar? Let's just say they are pretty close to the ones your thinking of," She finishes his sentence while knowing exactly what knifes he was talking about. She stands to get up with Five following close behind her.

They were the same as Diego's knives which is why he recognised them. He took a few steps ahead of her before turning and stopping in her tracks.

"Who are you?" Five asked getting very close to her, to the point where they could feel their body heat radiating off each other. She looked straight into his eyes, without thinking twice.

"Number 8."