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Five kicked the bowling rack angrily.

"Why does nothing ever work out!" He kicked it a few more times and he felt his foot go numb, "Who do I have to kill now for everything to just go back to normal again."

"Can't we start over here?" asked Luther simply, looking at his large hands in his lap.

"We can't just take over a different timeline. There's gonna be consequences to everything we do and it might jeopardize everyone again." Five groaned and rubbed in face in frustration, "Besides, I bet those assholes are hot on our tail looking for us ever since we made our first impression."

"So what do you suggest we do?" Diego twirled a knife in his hand.

"Geez, Diego, I wish I knew." Five threw his hands in the air and kicked the bowling rack again, forgetting about his numb foot.

"Ow, piece of shit!"

He hopped on his one good foot as he cradled his injury and continued to yell out every swear he knew in the book.

"Uhm, excuse me?"

The siblings, except Five, turned at the lanky uniformed figure that spoke.

"What do you need, chump?" Diego asked dryly, not even bothering to look up at him.

"If your kid is gonna cause a ruckus like that and destroy property, then I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." The skinny man spoke tiredly, and was just about as ready to walk out.

"Listen here, shitbag." Five walked towards the employee in fumes, and if reality had allowed it, there would have been smoke coming out from his ears. "If you don't leave us alone for the next fifteen minutes, I'm gonna rip off your leg and shove it down your throat until it comes out of your-"

"Okay, enough!" Luther stood up and placed a hand against Five's shoulder, putting some distance between the manic psychopath and the poor employee, who was shaking out his wits.

"That's very graphic, young man." He squeaked, "I'll just go now."

The man quickly turned away and nearly tripped as he sprinted back to his booth.

"Let's just find a place to stay for the night." Vanya quietly suggested, "We can talk about it in the morning."

"Good suggestion. I have a place."

A different voice spoke from behind the group, and Five was just about to turn around and beat the hell out of another useless person, but the sight stopped him right in his heels.

It was the girl from the fight. 

She had changed out of her Academy uniform and wore an all black ensemble consisting of trousers and a sweater. Her black hair was left untied, and it settled just an inch or two below her shoulders.

The Sparrow leaned casually on the pillar, and Five wondered if she was there the whole time to see him lose it over a bowling rack.

"Aren't you one of those Sparrow jerks?" said Diego, already holding a knife in his hand. Everyone had stood up as well, preparing a fight.

"How did you find us?" asked Vanya, whose voice didn't really hold as much intimidation as her other siblings.

"Easy. I just asked around if they saw a hippie group with a kidnapped schoolboy." she smirked and Five narrowed his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" he spat. "And alone no less."

"Listen, I don't always agree with how my brothers do things." the girl paused, thinking over her words carefully. "I saw everything."

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