We walk away from the group, walking over to the bar and grabbing another drink and something for Marah to eat.

"So, what's the plan for today?" Marah asks, jumping up on the counter and eating a mini muffin.

"What do you want to do?" I ask, sipping some more of the mimosa I have.

"I don't know. That's why I asked you. I thought you normally made the plans?" Marah asks me.

"Yes, I normally do."I respond. "But, I'm retired now, so now you can make the plans."

"Ass." I hear Marah mutter before I see Klaus walk up to us out of the corner of my eye.

"Hey. What do you say we get outta here, huh?" Klaus asks us, giving us an idea of what to do today. "Take a little...road trip."

"What are you talking about?" I ask, just wanting to relax in my retirement.

"I'm talking about a sojourn to the countryside." Klaus comments. "You, me, Marah, the wind in our hair."

"Thelma and Louise on the open road." Marah comments, seemingly agreeing with Klaus's idea.

"You know they die in the end, right?" I question, making sure I'm not gonna die on this road trip.

"Holding hands, living our best lives, my little cherubs!" Klaus exclaims, not stopping to convince us. Klaus lowers his voice, as if he's telling us a secret. "Listen to me. I nearly died from Luther's sleep farts last night. We need to get out of here, get some fresh air."

"Okay, I'll bite. Why us, Klaus?" I ask, not wanting to join in on Klaus's idea of fun.

"Because you said...you said you're retired," Klaus starts looking at me, then turning towards Marah. "And you're wanting to bond with your brothers again. And that's what retired people and estranged family members do. And don't you two deserve some fun?"

I look over towards the lobster tank while he's talking, not really caring what his reasoning is when I notice there's no lobsters in there. When there had been three when I got down here this morning. Marah follows my gaze while Klaus continues to talk.

"There's no lobsters." I mutter, causing Klaus to turn his head towards the lobster tank.

"Excuse me?" Klaus asks, wondering what this has to do with him.

"There were three lobsters in that tank a minute ago." Marah comments, noticing something weird is going on.

"Yeah, well, you know, maybe Chet blended em into a morning smoothie." Klaus answers, trying to get us back on track.

I shake my head off the thoughts of the lobsters and turn back towards Klaus. "You're an idiot, but I'm in."

"Same." Marah comments. "I got nothing better to do anyway."

"Whoo!" Klaus exclaims, glad that we'll join him on his road trip.

'It's a road trip, what could go wrong.' I think to myself, helping Marah down from the bar.

"Come on. We'll get a few road sodas for the road." Klaus states, walking past Diego, Viktor, and the kid.

"Don't forget snacks." Marah adds.

"Guys, wait. Where are you going?" Viktor asks us as we pass by him.

"Get the rats out of the maze, you know?" Klaus states in his weird way, confusing Viktor and us.

"Come one." I say towards Klaus, pushing him along as Marah follows us as well.

Luther wakes up at the Sparrow academy, after having been knocked out by Sloane while on his run.

"Mom?" Luther groans, slowly opening his eyes as he adjusts to the light, looking up at the robot who, two timelines ago, was his mother.

"Why do people keep calling me that?" Grace asks, helping Luther.

"Where am I?" Luther groans, sitting up on the bed that he's on and looking around the white hospital-like room.

"The Academy, silly. Everyone's waiting for you." Grace states like it's obvious, with her signature smile on her face.

"The Academy?" questions Luther, wondering who 'everyone' is. In the background, the voices of the Sparrow Academy children are heard, talking outside of the room that Luther currently resides in.

Luther stands up from the bed, not looking at Grace as he grabs a broom, holding it out in front of him, ready to attack if needed. He walks out of the room, catching six of the eight Sparrow's attention. Sloane walks up to him, pulling him out of his look around.

"Ah, there he is." Sloane states, stopping the blender and pouring out a green juice, walking over to Luther.

"Please, join us." Fei says, motioning her hand towards the empty chair next to her.

"It's okay. Nobody's going to hurt you." Sloane states, trading the broom for the juice in her hand. "Smoothie?"

"Oh." Luther mutters, confused with why they're acting so nice towards him after he and his family attacked them in his home. "Yeah, thanks."

"You must be starving..." Fei mentions, motioning towards the food at the table, needing Luther to relax around them so that they can question him.

"Oh, uh...:" Luther mutters, attempting to get away from them. "No, I...I probably shouldn't." A jar on the table catches his attention, drawing his thoughts away from what he was saying. "Is that cashew butter?"

"Cashew butter, almond butter, sunflower butter, tahini, Brazil nut." Sloane answers as she sits at the table next to her brother Ben with a smoothie in her hand as well.

"Wow. You know what?" Luther starts, moving towards the seat next to Fei, placing his smoothie down and sitting down at the table. "Now that you mention it, I am feeling a little bit, uh, peckish, actually."

"Help yourself." Fei answers, a smirk on her face.

"Thanks." Luther answers, not picking up on her other plans.

Luther grabs some bread as he spreads the cashew butter on it, taking a bite and looking around at the room. "Wow." he mutters, not believing that this is what the Umbrella Academy could have been.

"So, we know you're Number One," Ben states, breaking the silence that was created when the Sparrow's were watching as Luther ate. "but we haven't been formally introduced yet. I'm Ben, Number Two."

"It is so good to see you again, buddy." Luther chuckles while looking at his very alive brother. Granted he's an asshole now, but at least he's alive. "Where's Marah?"

"Why does everyone keep looking at me like that?" Ben seethes, not understanding the comment that the Umbrella Academy keeps making towards him. "And how should we know where Marah is, she disappears, it's kind of her thing."

"Because you've been dead for 15 years." Luther states calmly, causing all of the Sparrow's to look at him as if he's crazy.

"Dead?" Ben asks, not believing what the crazy man is saying. "What do you mean, dead?"

Normally, at this moment, Marah would make some kind of sarcastic comment, keeping the table on their toes. 'well, when one loses their life...they go to hell, which is where we all will be going.' or 'I understand that this can be a hard topic for you sometimes, especially with your accident.' An accident that never happened, but just wanting to piss her older brother off.

"Kind of a long story." Luther answers, eating some more of the bread and cashew butter, though he really just wants to eat the cashew butter by itself.

"Anyway, I'm Fei, Number three." Fei states, not liking the suffocating awkward tension in the room.

"Alphonso, cuatro." Alphonso, the human voodoo doll says from the other side of the table.

"Sloane. Five. Hey." Sloane introduces herself awkwardly, no doubt her siblings catching onto the awkwardness in her voice.

"Hey." Luther responds, just wanting to talk to Sloane.

"I'm Jamye, Six." Jayme states, not really caring about the new member at their table.

"That's Christopher, of course. Number Seven." Ben states for the cube sibling. "And Marah's Number Zero, though she's not here currently."

Christopher says something, catching the Sparrow's attention but causing a confused look to appear on Luther's face.

"Oh, don't mind him. He's in a bit of a saucy mood today." Ben answers, dismissing whatever the cube had said. "He wouldn't get it." Ben states more towards his siblings than towards Luther. "It's just so..." the Sparrow's laugh around Luther, causing an awkward tension to fall around him as he's not in on the inside joke.

"Wait, uh, what about, um, Number One?" Luther asks, having not seen the other Number One that kicked his ass just a day or two ago.

This stops all talk and laughter among the Sparrows. 

"What about him?" Ben questions.

"Where is he?" Luther asks, wanting to know where the other Number One is.

Ben slams his knife into the table, pulling Luther's attention towards him. "That's what we'd like to know." Ben states, staring intensely at Luther.

"Are we playing a game?" Luther asks quietly, confused with what the Sparrows are insinuating.

"Whatever game the Umbrellas are playing, you're gonna lose!" Ben states, not liking Luther's innocent act. "You took our Number One, so we took you."