𝔾𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕟, five hargreeves

Golden Touch

Vincent's nerves returned, causing a rush of adrenaline. It had been so long since he felt this nervousness. Disobeying orders was something he had never done before, but his loyalty had shifted.

"Remind me why we aren't using your abilities?" Five asked, clearly annoyed.

Vincent grinned, enjoying Five's discomfort. He patted him on the back. "Oh cheer up, Five! Don't look so down."

"You avoided my question," Five retorted.

Vincent sighed. "Because you figured out the calculations for your abilities, which I still think are wrong, by the way. So it's all up to you."

"Be quiet before I decide to leave you," Five threatened.

"You wouldn't. I'm your best friend," Vincent replied, realizing he was actually Five's only friend. "And when I say this, I'm realizing I'm actually your only friend."

"Shut it before I shoot you," Five warned.

"I dare you to," Vincent challenged.

"You're lucky I'm feeling generous at the moment," Five said, smirking.

"Wait, you can be generous?" Vincent teased.

Five glared at him. "Alright, calm down. I'm only kidding. So, Five, are we ready for this?"

"I'm ready. Are you?" Five asked, his tone serious.

Vincent furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms. He knew what Five meant by "ready." "Five, I've told you already, I'm not just going to ditch you!"

"I know. I'm just making sure," Five replied.

"You imbecile. You think I'd rather stay with a bunch of twats when I could leave those douches and have fun?" Vincent said, trying to lighten the mood.

He smirked that cocky smile. "Alright, let's do this."

Five started to open the blue vortex, gradually expanding its size. Vincent could see people within it, likely Five's family. Without hesitation, they both jumped in.

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Jumping felt natural, until Vincent's face met the floor upon landing. As he stood up, he immediately sensed that something was wrong. Then, he heard a voice.

"Is it just me, or does anyone else see a little Number Five and another kid?" a voice said.

Vincent looked up to see Five's family. It was then that he realized the grave truth. He looked around, scanning the room for Five. When his eyes locked onto Five, he knew their suspicions were true.

"Shit..." Vincent muttered, his voice mirroring Five's.

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Five stood at the end of the dining room table, surrounded by his siblings, as Vincent took in their surroundings.

"What's today's date? The exact date," Five asked, making a sandwich to help with the effects of time traveling.