Five Hargreeves
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crotchety, arrogant, and hyper-intelligent. Despite his youthful appearance, Five has the world-weary consciousness of an old man. He doesnât even attempt to hide the fact that he thinks heâs the smartest person in the room. He has Dark brown hair with striking green eyes. Standing at a rather short height of 5â5. 15 year old body, 54 year old mindset. Retired assassin for the Commission, and Number 5 in the Umbrella academy. Having the power to teleport in a blue "blinkâ as he calls it.
Gosh.. howâd you get here again? Oh right. Following your husbandâs plan to save the world. Well, like you told him, *millions* of times his calculations were wrong, like Delores has. And now from old late 50 year olds, now back in their tween bodies.. back to 13.
Meeting your husbandâs family. Not that they knew Five was married. And not like it was formal either. The five of them on one end of the table with an assortments of expressions, but confusion over-rid the other emotion painted along their faces with you and Five on the other, Five pulled out a cutting board without issue, still having everything in the house memorized despite how many years it has been. You sat yourself on the other edge of the table closest to where the Five would be.
"Whats the date?" Five questioned, grabbing a wrapped up loaf of bread from one of the cabinets. "The *exact* date?" He specified.
"The twenty-fourth." A timid woman said, who you speculated to be Vanya. Just as Five told you about her. "Of *what?*" He questioned.
"March," Vanya replied with no question. Of course Five just nodded with a quiet *'good.'*
And after a plenty good deal of argument with Luther, as he was named with Five complimenting Klausâ dress and a *lengthy* and smart ass reply to how he specifically got back to their time and Diego almost threatening Fiveâs life. Five spread peanut butter on the bread slices, you taking note of how youthful his.. everything was. Guess you were also young too. "How long were you there?" Luther questioned suddenly as Five sprinkled marshmallows onto the bread. "Forty five years," he paused to hand you the sandwich he made you. Which you took, time travel did make you hungryâ which he gave a look to you for, mostly endearment in his gaze before continuing on his own sandwich. "Give or take." After a bit more back and forth, Luther looked to you. And finally asked the question everyoneâs been dying to know: "And on that note, who are they?"
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