The desk woman knocked a couple of times on the door, opening it shortly after to allow the three to enter the office. Leta gave her a smile, mouthing thank you at her before closing the door.
The man was in a white lab coat and sitting at the desk. He hadn't looked up yet as the three moved over to the chairs in front of him. Klaus and Five took a seat, leaving Leta to stand behind her fake husband and hold his shoulders. She cleared her throat, grabbing the attention of the Doctor.
He looked up at the sharp noise, eyes immediately landing on Five. "Oh." He obviously was not pleased. "It's you again."
Five put on an award winning fake smile. He gestured over to the older man and woman at his side. "Let me introduce my mother and father."
Klaus leaned forward, sticking out his hand for the man to shake. "Sven, Sven Weaver. And this is my beautiful wife Lauretta!" He turned around and looked at Leta.
"Lauretta Weaver how do you do." She smiled sweetly, blinking her sparkling eyes.
He smiled a bit at her, glancing back to Five with a frustrated expression. "I think you know why we're here sir." Klaus addressed him, crossing one of his long legs over the other.
"I assume this is about what your son was here for earlier."
Leta grinned, showing off her bright white teeth. "You betcha!"
"Like I told your son earlier, any information about the prosthetics we build is fully confidential." He leaned back and interlaced his fingers. "I simply can't help."
Five pinched his lips together, jumping up and slamming down his hands into the man's desk. Mr. Bigg jumped backward a bit at the sudden attack. Five was not known for his patience. "Well we can't get consent unless we know who owns that eye!" He snarled. For a short thirteen year old, he sure was intimidating.
Mr. Bigg sat up and pulled down the front of his coat, straightening his collar. "I'm sorry, but there's really nothing I can do, so-"
Suddenly Klaus let out an earth shattering gasp, putting his hand up to his chest like a bad drama actor.
Five turned to him, obviously about ready to explode. "Well, what about my consent!" He gasped, widening his eyes. Leta leaned down so she was level with his ear.
"Klaus..." she muttered as he waved her away.
The Doctor looked extremely taken aback, not unlike the rest of the people in the office. "Excuse me?"
"Who gave you permission... to lay your hands on our son." Leta shrugged her shoulders,, might as well play along.. She put her hand back on his shoulder, Klaus grabbing it in response.
Five quickly turned his head to face his brother. "What?"
Klaus glanced between the two in fake agony, "You heard me!"
"I haven't touched your son!" He said, obviously reaching his breaking point.
"Oh really." Klaus raised himself up out of the chair so he could implement his superior height on the man. "Well how did he get that swollen lip then?" He muttered.
Everyone looked at him with extreme confusion, that is until he raised up his fist and slammed it down into Five's face. Leta let out a startled gasp followed by a bit of a laugh as Five looked back up at his brother. He quite obviously felt a mixture of anger and shock.
"And my poor wife, look at the state of her!" He shouted, turning to Leta. She held up a hand for him to stop.
"Uh uh. I got this." He complied as she tore her tights, pulled out the top of her shirt, yanked off a few buttons and, as a final touch, slammed her head into the wall. "Woo!" She let out the involuntary noise as she stumbled a bit. She felt a bit of blood run down her scalp and onto her cheek.
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Control {The Umbrella Academy} *Complete*
FanfictionLeta Hargreeves, mentee of the world renowned Reginald Hargreeves and a member of the Umbrella Academy, had tried her hardest to forget her past. Weather it be her early childhood living on the streets or the emotional and physical abuse of her time...