Questions | Five Hargreeves • The Umbrella Academy •

Ch. 10

"Uh, can I help you?" A man in a lab coat asked as soon as he went out of his office.

Amura and Five turned their attention to the man.

"I need to know who this belongs to." The boy said, showing the eye to the man.

The girl just smiled at the informant who smiled back at her, thinking that she looks like a cute little kid in a tattered dress.

"Where did you get that?"

"What do you care?" Five replied which earned a jab on his side by the brunette.

"I'm sorry for that, my brother is kind of... A brat." Amura took the eyeball from his hand which made Five glare at her.

"It's just that we found this thing-"

"-at a playground, actually. Uh, must have just..." The said brother cut her off and clicked his tongue.

"...popped out."

The brunette rolled her eyes and sighed but returned her composure with a smile, "Out of our kindness, we would like to return this to it's rightful owner... So we humbly request of you to give us the name of it's owner." She gently and calmly said, much different than the boy.

"Aww... What thoughtful kids." The informant awed at the two, gaining their attention.

"Yeah. Look up the name for me, will ya?" Five told the informant who suddenly got uncomfortable, which made Amura roll her eyes again.

"Uh, I'm sorry, but patient records
are strictly confidential. That means I can't tell you..." This finally snapped the boy and walked towards the man, shoving the girl off to the side.

And she knows they fucked up just because of that.

"Yeah, I know what it means." He snarled at the man.

The man turned to the brunette, who he realized is more up to a conversation than Five, "But I'll tell you what I can do. I will take the eye off your hands
and return it to the owner. I'm sure he or she will be very grateful, so if I can just..." He said and was about to take the eye off of Amura's hand.

But the boy stood in front of her. "Yeah, you're not touching this eye."

"Now, you listen here, young man..." The man was getting impatient.

But little did he know, Five is too, he grunts and took ahold of the man's collar, "No! You listen to me, asshole. I've come a long way for this, through some shit your pea brain couldn't even comprehend, so just give me the information I need, and I'll be on my merry way."

The brunette face palmed at how much of a fail this was.

"And if you call me 'young man' or us 'kids' one more time, I'm gonna put your head through that damn wall." He added, still not letting go of the man who tried to get away from him.

"Oh boy." The girl muttered.

"Call Security." The man said with a constrained voice.

"Yeah." The informant said before dialing.

"No need for that good Sir, we'll be on our way. We apologize for the mess we made." Amura smiled at the man and pulled Five by the collar.

The dragged boy huffed and removed his hands off the man.

Amura removed her hands off of the boy when he got a grasp of their situation.

And they both left the facility, with the brunette walking so calmly and Five walking like he'll punch the next person he sees.