THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY
fraught || five hargreeves x reader

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: A COOL CHIMP RIDING A BIKE

Written By: peachyhxlland

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"(Y/n)?" Five asked as he walked into your room and noticed that you were lying on your bed with your back facing him. Mr. Pennycrumb had been whimpering while lying by your feet, but his mood changed when he spotted Five. "(Y/n)?" Five softly called out again.

You turned around with a bottle of vodka in your arms. You managed to have a small nap while the Hargreeves have their little commotion downstairs. "Hi..." You greeted and continued to drink. Five, who groaned and took the alcoholic beverage from your hand, causing you to whine. "Noo! Not my comfort juice."

Mr. Pennycrumb was scooped up by Five and set on his lap as he sat next to you. "A lot of things happened since you left the bar."

You looked at him. "Spill the tea, my little gremlin."

Five paused for a moment before speaking. "Klaus found the Kugelblitz in the mansion's basement. The only way for us to enter the estate is through Harlan, who is now being protected by Viktor from the Sparrows. Viktor allowed Harlan to flee while claiming to have a plan." He pulled out something from the inner pocket of his blazer. "Future me have this trashy tattoo, and now you're coming with me to the place where he got this."

You processed everything he said and shook your head. "I can't come with you. Now give me my vodka back."

"That's not a request."

You huffed. "Why do you want me to come with you?"

"Because you're looking shittier and more miserable. I'm only gone for like a day." Five stated. "Come on, tell me what's up with you."

You blinked your eyes as you stared at him. "You were gone for only a day?" You asked in disbelief. 'So much has happened within that day...'

"(Y/n), you know I can't read your mind so spill it." You grabbed a pillow and covered it over your face while shaking your head. Five rolled his eyes and snatched the pillow away from you. "Come on, (Y/n)—" Five interrupted his own sentence when he saw you covering your face, struggling to keep yourself from crying.

Mr. Pennycrumb whined, upset that you were depressed. Five was reminded to take action when the dog gave his tummy a firm rub. Your hands were gently pulled away from your face by Five as he sighed and moved nearer. "Why is it that whenever I leave to visit the Commission, something always happens to you, hm?" He asked, more like to himself or to the universe. Five saw your lips trembling and your bloodshot eyes.

He can tell you were worn out.

Your cheek was stroked by Five as he pursed his lips. "Did you even get enough sleep?"

You gazed down, shaking your head quietly. A finger was placed under your chin by Five, who then lifted your head up and made you turn to face him. Five then brushed your hair out of your cheeks. "I won't force you to open up to me. But know that I will be here when you're ready to share, okay?"

You continued to be silent while your eyes began to well up with tears as you nodded. Five made an awkward attempt to give you a hug while opening his arms slightly. You couldn't help but smile at his attempts since he was trying. You sat up and gave him a warm embrace, being careful not to squeeze Mr. Pennycrumb while doing so. Five hugged you in return and patted your back. "Where are we going?" He heard you ask.

"Mothers of Agony. I gotta check on something. I'll explain it on the way." Five felt you nod and pulled away from the hug. Just as you were about to get up, Five held you in place. "Promise me one thing, though, darling."

"What?" You asked.

"You have to tell me everything after we're done with the objective. I know I can't force you, but you can't keep hiding your feelings forever."

You stifled a chuckle. "So you gave me a deadline." You sighed and reluctantly nodded. "Fine. I'll tell you everything later."

Five nodded as he was convinced. He gave you a gentle push in his direction and kissed you on the side of the head. "Good girl. Now, come on."

"Can Mr. Pennycrumb come?"

"He's staying here at this hotel. I don't want to endanger him while we're there."

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When you and Five arrived at Mothers of Agony, you quickly realized that it was a hangout for the biker gang of the same name. You took a quick look at the men and women outside the shop and their menacing demeanor. You didn't feel any fear. In fact, if they made a mistake, you were sure to ram their faces into the mufflers of their motorcycles.

The two of you entered the club and gained a few more looks from the bikers inside. "What you doing here, baby?" You heard a woman ask. "Lost, kids?" You and Five heard a man ask.

You noticed a dancer beside the pole swinging her hips back and forth and running her hands seductively along the metal pole for the customers' entertainment inside the bar. Your attention was drawn as Five's hand moved over to yours and firmly grasped it. When you turned to face him, you noticed that he was looking straight ahead.

A door marked "members only" caused Five to halt in his tracks. Without realizing it, a couple of the biker gang's members were trailing the two of you as you entered the room through the door that Five had just opened. Five let go of your hand and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Been looking for you." He told the person who was making a tattoo for a customer.

However, you realized a familiar face when the figure turned around. It was Pogo, who had a cigarette between his lips. While your eyes widened as you recalled the final few moments you spent with Pogo in the original timeline, Five's stance sagged.

"Miss (Y/n)..."

"Why did he kidnapped me, Pogo?"

As you remembered hanging Pogo in the air and strangling him, a soft swallow came to your throat. Since you had a genuine love for the chimpanzee, you were ashamed and sorry for everything you had done to him that day.

"Your father... froze you..."

Pogo lit up a cigarette, let out a puff of smoke, and then shook his head at you and Five. "I don't tattoo children." He stated.

"Swell, we're not here for the ink." Five replied. "We're here because you and I have a mutual friend. Sir Reginald Hargreeves."

Pogo let out a long sigh after hearing Reginald's name. "Whatever he wants, I'm not interested." He turned his back and began cleaning up as his client stood up.

Five shook his head. "I don't think you understand. I'm one of his children." He replied. "From another timeline."

Pogo turned back, scoffing, and you saw a few bikers starting to walk in the direction of you and Five. "Another timeline?" Pogo chuckled before turning on his back again.

"As crazy as it sounds, we have met before." Five reminded. "Back in 1963, when you were a diaper-wearing chimp in dire need of a manicure." Five pulled down his collar to show his scar from Pogo's scratch from '63. "I don't know if you remember, but I have a scar to prove it."

"Hot scar, by the way." You whispered.

Five leaned a bit towards you. "Not the right time, but thanks."

Pogo fully faced you and Five. "If what you're saying is true, I'd be talking to a man and a woman well into their sixties." He stated. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've had a very long day."

"Is he going to believe us if I said that we're just using a really good and expensive anti-aging cream?" You asked Five. In all honesty, you were trying to light up the mood as well as yourself.

Five sighed. "Pogo, you need to listen to me." He attempted to follow Pogo, but the biker men in the area surrounded both of you and him. You brushed up against Five's back and grasped his hand for comfort.

"Time to go home to Mommy, li'l guy." The man threatened Five while Pogo left the room.

You faced him and glared. "Poor choice of words there, stinky."

"Why don't you shut your mouth, little girl?" One of the other men asked fiercely. Angry, Five snapped his head in his direction. "Or what?" He questioned before spatial jumping with you out of the club. You shook your head as you made an effort to ignore the approaching vomit. 'I really need to get used to that.'

When you and Five turned to look around, you both saw Pogo riding a bike, driving away from the club. Your jaw dropped. "You never get to see that every day." You commented. "A cool chimp riding a bike."

Five huffed when Pogo was far away. "Shit." He mumbled. He turned his head to one of the bikers, who was starting his engine. "Hey, I need your bike. It's an emergency." He told the driver.

The biker faced Five. "Think you have me confused with someone who gives a shit."

"Give me the bike or else..." The biker dismissed Five and began to drive away. You crossed your arms as you stood beside Five. "Okay." He breathed in annoyance.

You held Five when you noticed he was about to spatial jump. "We're not doing that, babe." You used your powers to hold the bike in place so it wouldn't move away and you flicked your wrist to throw the rider off of his bike. You winked at Five while Five playfully rolled his eyes and smirked.

Five hastened to the bike and sat in front while you were seated behind him. You set the bike free and Five began to drive, following Pogo. As a means of support to prevent falling, you put your hands on Five's shoulders. It just took you Five revving the engines and driving quickly to make you throw your arms around his torso since you had forgotten how quick a driver Five was. "You little gremlin, slow down!" You yelped.

"Just hold on tight, love!"

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For those who wanted (Y/n) to drive the bike, I'll write that scene for the other book 😚