Not Quite Yet ~ Number Five x reader

1 - We Only See Each Other at Weddings and Funerals - part 3

"What's the date? The exact date." Five asked as he started making his sandwich.

"The 24th." Vanya replied.

"Of what?"

"March."

"Good." Five finished simply.

"So, are we gonna talk about what just happened?" Luther asked, still in awe that his brother, who was missing for 17 years, has mysteriously returned out of the blue.

Five didn't respond. Continuing to make his snack.

Luther grew frustrated and stood up quickly. "It's been 17 years."

Five scoffed. "It's been a lot longer than that." He spatial jumped past Luther, landing on a stool behind him and looking for something on a high shelf.

"I haven't missed that." Luther mumbled angrily.

"Where'd you go?" Diego broke the awkward silence that seemed to fill the room.

"The furture. It's shit by the way." Five siad simply as he spatial jumped back to the table.

"Called it! That what I used to tell Y/N when she'd start-" Klaus announced, his voice trailing off as he realised that no one was listening to him.

"I should've listened to the old man. You know, jumping through space is one thing, jumping through time is a toss of the dice...." Five eyed the skirt Klaus had on. "Nice dress."

"Oh, well, danke!" Klaus thanked as he swirled the tassles of the skirt around.

"Wait, how did you get back?" Vanya asked the brown haired boy, still in shock. 

"In the end, I had to project my consciousness forward into a suspended quantum state version of myself that exists across every possible instance of time." Five explained. Making the room fall into silence once more.

"That makes no sense." Diego said, clearly puzzled.

"Well, it would if you were smarter." 

Diego stood up to have a go at Five, until Luther stopped him.

"Y/N would probably understand it." Klaus mumbled to himself, but it turns out he was heard by everyone.

Five snapped his head up, scanning the room. "Where is she by the way?" He asked worriedly.

Klaus opened his mouth to speak but was cut short.

"How long were you there?" Luther inquired.

"Forty-five years. Give or take."

"So what're you saying? That you're 58?"

"No. My consciousness is 58. Apparently my body is now 13 again." Five snapped as he finished making his sandwich and picking it up.

"How does that even work?" Vanya asked Five.

"Delored kept saying the equations were off. Eh. Bet she's laughing now." Five answered, moreso talking to himself.

"Delores?"

-

She felt herself regain conciousness and she pushed herself off the floor. Did she just pass out? Out of no where? Questions circled the girls mind as she propped herself up onto her elbows, feeling her black, long sleeve slip down over her hand. 

What the hell?

She glanced down at her body, only to find that all of her clothes were suddenly too big for her. More questions grew as she suddenly became totally lost. Standing up, she felt the blood rush to her head, black spots danced in her vision. She squeezed her eyes shut and grabbed onto the wall for support. She stood there for a couple of seconds, while she got her balance back. She briskly walked over to her mirror, almost letting out a screech of horror at what she saw. There she stood, no longer thirty, but thirteen. Her features became less mature, but still as sharp as they always were. How did she go from thirty to thirteen just like that?