the umbrella academy season two
(book #2 in my Five x OC series)
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"Wednesday, you have always been more than just a dream to me."
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in which a young girl joins the Hargreeves family and ends up going back in time to save the world-again
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FIV...
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Five sighed, pulling the random invitation from his pocket. We both glanced up the building before us, shaking our heads as we read over the letter again.
To my pursuers: I, Reginald Hargreeves, request the pleasure of company for a light supper the 20th of November, 1963 at half past seven o'clock.
1624 Magnolia Street Dallas, Texas
I latched Five's hand into mine, leading him through the front door and into a fancy lobby. We hopped up the stairs, facing a fancy elevator. Five pressed the 'up' button, the small elevator ding ringing out through the hall. The two of us stepped in, pressing our designated floor and waiting for the door to close.
Before it could close, a hand pushed it open, and Diego, Allison, Klaus, Vanya, and Luther all piled into the elevator one by one. "Good, were all here," Five said, smiling as the doors finally closed.
Luther grunted, and after a moment, a horrible smell spread out through the elevator. I covered my nose, trying hard to breathe through my mouth as protests from each Hargreeves sibling arose. "Sorry, I'm nervous."
When the doors finally opened, Five and I were the first ones out. "Nasty, I'm choking!" Five exclaimed. We arrived at a small, sweet looking restaurant called the Tiki Lounge.
"All right, when Reginald gets here, me and Five will do the talking, okay?" I said, walking over to a large table set up in the center. Five quickly pulled out a chair for me, which I took a seat in. Five sat beside me.
"I've got a few questions for him myself," Diego told us.
"Hey, we don't want to scare him off, alright?" Five said. "He might be able to help us stop doomsday, get us home."
"No, we need to figure out why he's planning to kill the president," Diego fired back (ah, Diego, ever the stubborn one).
I rolled my eyes, letting out a loud huff. "This is a matter of life and death, you imbecile."
"Okay, yeah," Vanya interrupted, exasperated. "Maybe we should take turns talking, yeah?" She glanced around at her surroundings before picking up a medium sized shell. "Here, whoever has got this conch shell gets to talk."
"Vanya, we don't have time for a debate, okay?" Five muttered.
"Maybe I should lead," Allison said cockily, snatching the conch shell from Vanya's hands. "We all know I'm a much better public speaker than the rest of you."
