"I need you, Five Hargreeves. Even though the world is ending. The moon is probably going to explode or the sun will fall and the earth won't ever be the same but at least you are here with me... And that is all I need".
"I would want nothing more t...
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Life on the Line... Literally
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The group of four... If we can call them that, was now seated at a four seating table in the pub. Both Fives were on either sides of Y/n and Luther was right in front of her. Luther sighed as he decided to break the very annoying and awkward silence.
"Well...", Luther started trying to break the ice. "This is nice, isn't it? The four of us, together like this", Luther said.
"No", Both Fives gritted through their teeth.
"God! There is so much tension in here. You are both grown adult men. Please... Just... get over yourselves", Y/n said.
"Get over? Well then Y/n... Explain to me how is it I'm having a pint of Guinness with my younger self and my wife's presumably younger version which I honestly don't see how", Older Five said.
"Older, actually. I'm you... just 14 days older", Five said.
"I have pubic hair smarter than you. How's that possible?", Older Five asked.
"I can explain. You see, one hour from now, on the grassy knoll, before the president is killed, you break your contract with the Commission. You get Y/n who is waiting there in a park and you leave. I already know you're thinking about it. All those years in the apocalypse, we never stopped worrying about our family. And you want to give Y/n a life out of what the Commission gives you... You want her to be happy. Well, today, you are going to do something about it. Today, you are going to attempt to time travel forward to 2019. However, you are going to screw up the jump and end up in this twip of a body, trapped forever, small, pubescent", teen Five gave a very detailed explanation of what the Older Five was planning.
"Okay... Even if I was to believe you, what am I supposed to do about it... not jump?", Older Five asked.
