*[Season 2]* 〱Book 2 Of 4 〱
|Next Story After Fire and Flame|
Siblings live their own lives in the 60s until 2 of their members show up along with an upcoming apocalypse.
Shit.
Same Weird Family, New Weird Problems.
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They headed to a bar as they played Irish jig. They entered as Lilith looked at every single person she passed. Landon had to drag her away since she would accidentally stare.
Lilith then spotted two people at the bar as she grabbed Five and hid him behind the pillar, "There we are." She spoke. They looked out and saw an old man and woman sitting together as she downed a drink while he was writing.
They all looked at the briefcase they had in between them, making Lilith sigh. Luther turned to them, "Why don't we just grab the briefcase and run?"
"Are you kidding? You would be dead at the hands of me, if you think about stealing that briefcase."
"We're trained to guard these briefcases with our lives." Five informed as Landon looked at them shocked.
"Plus, it's the inherent paradox where this gets tricky." Lilith added.
"We're endangering our existence just being in the room with ourselves."
"Wh--What do you mean?"
"Try to keep up, please." Lilith said to both her brothers.
"If old me and Lily don't travel back to twenty-nineteen like their supposed to, the whole thing unravels itself."
"We seize to excuse." Lilith motioned to herself and Landon. "You got me?"
"I get you." Luther hesitated.
"So, our best chance is to talk with them. To reason with them." Lilith said as she kept her eye on herself.
"He'll understand." Five said, Lilith shrugged, scratching her cheek. "Hopefully."
"We need to trust. We know ourselves better than, uh--better than we know ourselves." Five joked, scratching his neck slightly.
"You just itched your neck." Luther pointed out. "That's stage two of paradox psychosis."
"No, I didn't. I didn't itch my neck."
"Denial is stage one." Luther pointed out, making the twins chuckle.
"I am fine! Okay?"
"For now." Lilith patted his shoulder.
"Didn't you itch your cheek?" Landon asked.
"It's the bruise."
"Your bruise is on the other cheek."
Lilith glared at Landon, "Alright, let's stay focused, how about that?"
Five went to walk over, but Luther stopped him. "Wait!"
