Psychic

Psychic

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"Do you remember when I said we need to persuade dad to adopt us?" Cass asks, looking at her siblings' blank faces as they try to avoid her eye contact. "No? Me neither! Because I thought it was obvious. Was it not obvious? Was it not obvious that if we were our usual disappointing selves around him before he adopted us that we could change our future forever?" "Cass, that's not helpful." Luther shakes his head. "We need to figure this out." "You know what else isn't helpful?" Cass looks at Luther waiting for him to say something so she can talk over him as soon as he opens his mouth. "You." "Oooo." Klaus says, looking at Ben before remembering. "This is not what I meant to happen," Cass sighs. "I stop predicting the future for one second and this is what you guys do to it? I give up! I give up."
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Five slammed his butter knife into the table, not breaking eye contact with their father, unable to see everyone's horrified stares. Y/n tore her eyes away from him to the knife that had landed not far from her hand. "I have a question." Five stated bitterly, letting go of the knife that jutted out of the table. "Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during mealtimes. You are interrupting Herr Carlson." Reginald dismissed turning back to his meal. Their father's unwillingness to listen or care made Five's blood boil. He pushed his plate away and turned back to their father. "I want to time travel." Five demanded threateningly. Their father looked at him unalarmed at his outburst. "No." He said, no longer entertained by the matter not that he shown he was before. Just him replying to Five was enough for everyone to feel shocked. "But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said." Five argued appearing beside their father. "See?" He gestured to himself as proof. Reginald didn't even look up from his plate, unamazed with Five's gift. "A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel. One is like sliding along the ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn." Reginald said waving a hand. Everyone went back to their meals and Five looked angrily at them before locking eyes with Y/n, who gave him a pleading look. She hoped he would just sit down before the situation escalated. "Well, I don't get it." Five mumbled. "Hence the reason you're not ready." Reginald replied. "I'm not afraid." Five countered. "Fear isn't the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable. Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore." Reginald said turning to Five. Five shook his head before turning to run. "Number Five!" Y/n quickly stood going after him. "Number Eight!"

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