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umbrellajackassery2019-03-16 07:20 pm
n5) wrote in umbrellajackassery2019-03-16 07:20 pm
Open | Chose your adventure
1- We're canceling the apocalypse
The world ended.
Twice.
And both times, that wasn't quite right with Five Hargreeves. So he got back in time to change it, taking his family with him. They were, after all, the ones to blame for the long list of mistakes that culminated in their sister blowing up the moon. If Vanya was the bomb and Harold Jenkins was the fuse, Reginald Hargreaves was without a doubt the maker of the explosive. They had to do better this time and they had to do it together.
Time traveling was a messy business, more so when you were doing it in a rush and without the proper calculations. But they made it back in time to the morning of their father's funeral, in one piece against all odds, and after some trouble, their brother Ben was back with them.
His family was alive, hurt but whole.
Five gave a small smile before his eyes rolled back into his head and he promptly passed out from the effort, nose bleeding.
2 - (You Give Me) Fever, In the morning child, Fever all through the night
A few days later, the pain in his body had yet to subside and Five wondered if it could be a permanent effect of time traveling. You could only gamble with time so much until it started getting pissed off at you. His family was still dealing with the last week's events, either mourning, keeping to themselves or thinking about the future, but everything was relatively stress-free.
For the past 40 years, Five has never lived a single day that wasn't pressure-packed. And now, his body has decided that ey, this would be the perfect moment to crash. Bright lights made his eyes burn and increased his headaches, his throat hurt so much that he had stopped eating, his cheeks were constantly flushed and he felt hot a minute and freezing the next.
But the worse of all was that he sneezed.
Actually, the worst of all was that the sneezing made him space jump without intent or control. So far he had accidentally teleported himself to the basement, atop the kitchen's fridge, to the bar -knocking several bottles in the process-, to their mother's lap while she was sitting in front of the paintings, and into the bathtub.
The alarmed and frustrated shriek that Five gave out could be heard all around the house after a sneeze had teleported him to the chandelier, leaving him holding onto it for dear life several feet above the ground.
3- Another One Bites The Dust
When tiredness got too much or he had accidentally teleported himself somewhere, Five gave up and slept. Never in his room, if he could avoid it. He hadn't used it for decades and it was a reminder of the life he had lost, filled with books and toys and memories of a lost innocence that felt unpleasant.
Vanya's room was spartan and clean in all ways Klaus' wasn't but both reflected their owners and brought Five a sense of comfort, familiarity. Allison's bed was the comfiest, a soft mattress and softer pillows, while Luther had the biggest one. Five liked to curl into a ball in the middle of it and let himself feel small for once.
Diego and Ben's rooms hadn't been used in some time but Grace made sure to keep them both clean and they had signs of his sibling's personalities all over the place. A peaceful sleep still didn't come easy, though, with the fever only making his usual nightmares worse.
4- Wildcard
[ Do you want Five anywhere? Feel free to write your own starter, I'll adapt! ]
The world ended.
Twice.
And both times, that wasn't quite right with Five Hargreeves. So he got back in time to change it, taking his family with him. They were, after all, the ones to blame for the long list of mistakes that culminated in their sister blowing up the moon. If Vanya was the bomb and Harold Jenkins was the fuse, Reginald Hargreaves was without a doubt the maker of the explosive. They had to do better this time and they had to do it together.
Time traveling was a messy business, more so when you were doing it in a rush and without the proper calculations. But they made it back in time to the morning of their father's funeral, in one piece against all odds, and after some trouble, their brother Ben was back with them.
His family was alive, hurt but whole.
Five gave a small smile before his eyes rolled back into his head and he promptly passed out from the effort, nose bleeding.
2 - (You Give Me) Fever, In the morning child, Fever all through the night
A few days later, the pain in his body had yet to subside and Five wondered if it could be a permanent effect of time traveling. You could only gamble with time so much until it started getting pissed off at you. His family was still dealing with the last week's events, either mourning, keeping to themselves or thinking about the future, but everything was relatively stress-free.
For the past 40 years, Five has never lived a single day that wasn't pressure-packed. And now, his body has decided that ey, this would be the perfect moment to crash. Bright lights made his eyes burn and increased his headaches, his throat hurt so much that he had stopped eating, his cheeks were constantly flushed and he felt hot a minute and freezing the next.
But the worse of all was that he sneezed.
Actually, the worst of all was that the sneezing made him space jump without intent or control. So far he had accidentally teleported himself to the basement, atop the kitchen's fridge, to the bar -knocking several bottles in the process-, to their mother's lap while she was sitting in front of the paintings, and into the bathtub.
The alarmed and frustrated shriek that Five gave out could be heard all around the house after a sneeze had teleported him to the chandelier, leaving him holding onto it for dear life several feet above the ground.
3- Another One Bites The Dust
When tiredness got too much or he had accidentally teleported himself somewhere, Five gave up and slept. Never in his room, if he could avoid it. He hadn't used it for decades and it was a reminder of the life he had lost, filled with books and toys and memories of a lost innocence that felt unpleasant.
Vanya's room was spartan and clean in all ways Klaus' wasn't but both reflected their owners and brought Five a sense of comfort, familiarity. Allison's bed was the comfiest, a soft mattress and softer pillows, while Luther had the biggest one. Five liked to curl into a ball in the middle of it and let himself feel small for once.
Diego and Ben's rooms hadn't been used in some time but Grace made sure to keep them both clean and they had signs of his sibling's personalities all over the place. A peaceful sleep still didn't come easy, though, with the fever only making his usual nightmares worse.
4- Wildcard
[ Do you want Five anywhere? Feel free to write your own starter, I'll adapt! ]
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"Does anybody in this house actually sleep...?" He's starting to doubt it at this point. Five knows Ben is scared of it because he's afraid he will wake up a ghost again, having dreamed the whole 'being back to life' moment. Diego is often out at night. Vanya, Allison, and Luther are dealing with the regrets caused by the almost-end -of the world- business.
The question has Five furrowing his brows and pondering the options. He can pretty much fall sleep on any surface, rubble around or not, as long as it isn't too close to the ground because bugs are annoying. He bed would be comfier but that also means walking upstairs and that's a big 'no'.
"Couch, definitely." His voice is soft with frustration and he lets Klaus move them to the living room, sitting on the first available couch they spot. He hates being sick and his brothers actually seeing him like this makes Five even more miserable.
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He notes that frustration in Five's voice and he gives him a small smile. "I'm not sure you got the memo, but you're human and allowed to be sick sometimes."
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"I'm not sick, I'm..." The boy makes a vague gesture with his hand towards Klaus. Whatever he's trying to say, its' really not clear. "...a little unwell."
You know, the kind of unwell that make shim end on top of fridges or falling into the bathtub. "You couldn't sleep?"
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He's a master of vague hand gestures, he makes them himself all the time, but Five's aren't really making words happen any more than anything else-- and the ones he eventually settle on just earn him a Look from Klaus. "Yes, because sick and unwell are soooo different." He rolls his eyes. "You're the worst patient."
He shrugs one shoulder in a casual sort of roll. "Usually don't."
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"Then why aren't you leaving? I can take care of myself. " Five wouldn't stop him, it's almost as if he expects Klaus to do so. Why wouldn't he? His family made it clear they don't really trust him much, not even when chunks of the moon were raining on them. He's not so sure if he wants to be alone, more so for the simple reason that if someone dangerous showed up, he can't really protect anybody.
"Ah. Nothing helps?"
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"Because I don't want to and somebody's gotta make sure you don't get stuck somewhere high again." He can't help the gentle teasing, it's who he is as a person, Five. Jokes win over everything.
"Getting really, really drunk or stoned helps a lot." He shrugs with a wave of one hand.
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"It's the stupid sneezing." Five explains in the end because he wished that could just stop once and for all. Part of him is very glad that Klaus is staying close. When it had been only him and Dolores, there was really no way to get things done or search for food if he got too sick, now at least had someone to rely on, albeit begrudgingly.
"Yeah? Let's...not try that." The boy's voice is softer this time as if he is brushing off Klaus idea but doesn't want to do it too harshly. He is well aware of the reasons why his brother does what he does. If he were seeing annoying ghost all the time, he wouldn't spend a day sober either.
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He shrugs a little. "If you say so. We can just stick to the old fashioned, lay here and close your eyes and maybe count some sheep." He holds up one finger, "Has that ever worked for anyone in this history of ever, by the way?"
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"Please stop talking." The blush on Five's face can be explained by his sickness so if Klaus brings sit up, that's going to be his excuse. You SHOULD be sorry, Klaus. He drops his head back on the couch, it' comfier, but turns it to look at Klaus.
"No, that I am aware, no. Also why sheep?"
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He shrugs, "I guess because they're boring. Or calming. One of those. Who knows."