Five 'Feral Gremlin' Hargreeves | ☂ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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umbrellajackassery2019-04-02 05:29 pm
n5) wrote in umbrellajackassery2019-04-02 05:29 pm
[Tidying Up with the Hargreeves | Ota! ]
[ ooc: These are just some ideas for starters but feel free to go wild and make new ones, thread around, run into other characters at the mall who aren't part of the family...have fun ♥. For the mall, feel free to assume they all have money to spend from their inheritance and the like. ]
A) Ashes to ashes
Five honest to god considered just burning everything his father owned. It was a thought not only motivated by his early conversation with Grace -and following breakdown- but years of neglect and all kinds of abuse inflicted on the whole family. He only refrained from it because Grace had suggested putting the old uniforms and badges in boxes instead, and he wanted to show her that they cared about her opinion. Five also had the suspicion that Luther might get upset if they ruined all their father's things, so he was willing to reach a compromise.
The teen has been space - jumping through the rooms of the house all morning, moving things and humming to himself the song Ding dong! The witch is dead, with his puppy trailing after him. Not everything was garbage though, there were clothes and furniture that they could give to charity, both because it was a nice nice to do and because it would have pissed off their father to no end. Sometimes, nothing fueled Five more than pure spite.
Some books he put aside for Ben to keep, knowing how much his brother liked to read and how adverse their father had been to the children touching them. He also kept a pair of suits for Klaus, just in case they needed them in the future.
The painting, though, the painting had to go immediately.
He took it down from the living room's wall and dragged it to the backyard. Five had managed to find a barrel -scavenging was his thing, after all- and threw the damned picture of his father inside it, frame and all. Now it was only a matter of finding some alcohol to burn and a lighter, maybe his siblings could help with that.
The teen has been space - jumping through the rooms of the house all morning, moving things and humming to himself the song Ding dong! The witch is dead, with his puppy trailing after him. Not everything was garbage though, there were clothes and furniture that they could give to charity, both because it was a nice nice to do and because it would have pissed off their father to no end. Sometimes, nothing fueled Five more than pure spite.
Some books he put aside for Ben to keep, knowing how much his brother liked to read and how adverse their father had been to the children touching them. He also kept a pair of suits for Klaus, just in case they needed them in the future.
The painting, though, the painting had to go immediately.
He took it down from the living room's wall and dragged it to the backyard. Five had managed to find a barrel -scavenging was his thing, after all- and threw the damned picture of his father inside it, frame and all. Now it was only a matter of finding some alcohol to burn and a lighter, maybe his siblings could help with that.
B) New home & Shopping Mall trip
Forty-two bedrooms in the house and not one for their mother. That was something that had to change, it was time Grace had a place to call her own. Moving her favorite paintings into the right room and redecorating it was a matter of time, first she had to pick one she liked.
'With windows' had been the only request she has given Five, and that gave them plenty of places to check around the house. They moved around the mansion, opening doors and windows, eyeing the rooms critically -mostly Five- and being open to suggestions.
A little later, once a choice was made, they only need to turn the room into a really comfortable place with new furniture, bedding, and curtains.
Miraculously, they all managed to fit in the minivan and, for once, Five had no issue letting one of the others drive. He didn't want to get stopped by the police, not now that they had managed to get mom out of the house so she could pick out all the things she wanted for her new bedroom and the house as a whole. All of them could use new clothes too, maybe that way Klaus would stop stealing Allison's clothes and Five could wear pants that actually reached his ankles.
The mall was simply huge: cosmetic shops, toys stores, rows and rows of clothing stores, furniture stores, a giant bouncy castle in one of the kid's sections, Ice Cream Parlour & Fast Foods...so it came as little surprise when in a matter of minutes they all scattered around the place, doing their own thing. Sometimes trying to reign in this family really was like herding cats, Five concluded as he stared with light apprehension at the number of people around the mall.
Shopping mall trip
Plus, there was the fact that shopping for Mom was a lot different than if she were shopping for herself. She knew her own tastes and they were pretty minimal; it made it easy to grab stuff and get to the checkout aisle. Mom was different, and a lot more girly than she was. Stuff like that was more Allison's style.
"You ever wonder if Mom likes all that retro 50s housewife stuff on her own?" she mumbles, glancing at the shelves. "Or if that was just what Dad programmed into her? Maybe a little both. It's hard to tell with her."
OH SHIT SORRY FOR THE DELAY
The noises that came with people gathering together was usually comforting but now it was also making him a little twitchy. He managed to focus by keeping a close eye on Vanya and picking a different kind of colorful clothes or accessories, Klaus wasn't the only one in the family with fashion sense. How questionable was that fashion sense was still in the air. Not all the clothes Five was selecting were for Grace, if the way he eyed Vanya was any indication.
"I think she likes it to a degree, the dresses are pretty. But after almost 30 years wearing the same kind of clothes, it must get tedious. She seems to get more autonomy now that Dad's not around to impose himself, I think it's a good thing."
And that sentiment went for Vanya as well. She deserves more freedom to be herself without the shadow of their father torturing them. After a hum, Five reaches out for an emerald sweater, casual but elegant at the same time and held it up in front of Vanya. "Do you like this color? I think it will look nice with your skin."
IT'S OK BB <3
She glances at the sweater Five is holding, not immediately understanding the question. Her skin? It takes a second to sink in, and with a surprised look, she says, "Oh, uh -- I mean, aren't we just shopping for Mom, right now?"