We sit in the bowling alley for a few minutes, just thinking over what happened.

Vanya destroyed the academy, killed Mom, killed Pogo, and possibly started the apocalypse.

I lean my head against Five's chest, too tired to be able to sit up straight. Klaus and Diego sit next to each other in the seats to my right and Luther occupies the seats to my left while Allison stands to my left.

Luther breaks the silence around us a few seconds later, "Look, I hate to be the one to say this, but everyone needs to prepare."

"For what?" Diego asks, not wanting to believe we're going to kill our own sister.

"To do whatever it takes to stop Vanya." Luther states, as if that was obvious. Allison brings out her notepad and writes on it, showing it to all of us, but mainly Luther 'Shes our Sister' ."I... We may not have a choice, Allison."

"Bullshit," I grumble out, remembering how Luther said there's always a choice to our actions. "There's always options. You have said it yourself. Don't be a hypocrite now that it favors you."

"Yeah, like what?" asks Five, causing me to turn in his arms to look at him, confused as to why he's agreeing with Luther.

"I don't know." sighs Luther. "Look, whatever we decide, we need to find Vanya. And fast, okay? She could be anywhere."

"Or... here." Klaus says, holding up the newspaper Five had grabbed. Showing the orchestra Vanya is in, playing tonight at the Icarus Theater. "Look at this."

"That's right, her concert is tonight." Diego replies, remembering what Vanya had told some of us a few days ago.

I go to respond when I'm rudely interrupted by a female voice from behind me. "Hello. I hate to intrude, but my manager says, If you're not gonna bowl, you gotta leave." she says, walking away from us. We all turn towards her manager as he slams down a pair of shoes on the counter.

 "Whose turn is it?" Diego asks, not caring who goes.

"Oh, for..." Luther scoffs, picking up one of the bowling ball and throwing it across three lanes and getting a strike, all while looking at the manager.

"We're the only ones capable of stopping this." Five says, bringing all of our attention back to the problem at hand.

"We have a responsibility to dad." says Luther, causing an uproar throughout our siblings.

"To dad? No, I've heard enough about..." Diego starts to object, when Luther cuts him off again, to give him Number One speech.

"He sacrificed everything to bring us back together." Luther states, hoping we'll all see Dad the same way as him.

"I'm with Luther on this one." Five sighs out, grabbing my hand and rubbing small circles on my hand. "We can't give her a chance to fight back. There are billions of lives at stake. We're past trying to save just one."

I look up at him, admiring how he looks in this light. He's been through so much, and still he's trying to save all of us and carrying the weight of the world on his shoulder, literally.

I continue to stare at Five, tracing his jaw line as I hear my brother's argue in the background. Not really knowing who's saying what, but knowing what they're saying.

"Hey, you know, guys, uh... maybe I could help."

"Now is not the time."

"No, let him finish. He saved my life today."

"Really?"

"Is that true?"

"Yeah, yeah, I did... take credit for it. In fact, the real hero...was Ben."

I'm snapped out of my gazing at the mention of our dead brother.

"Today, listen." sighs Klaus, ready to tell one of his stories. "Today, he punched me in the face. And earlier at the house, he was the one to save Diego's life, not me."

"You are unbelievable Klaus." grumbles Luther, done with his attention seeking brother.

"You want proof, is that it?" Klaus asks, not really looking for an answer. Klaus picks up a bowling ball in his hands. "All right. I...I'll give you proof. All right, it's showtime, baby. Catch!"

Klaus throws the bowling ball towards where I'm sitting. Before it reaches me, Five pulls me onto his lap and the ball flies past where I was just sitting and lands on the floor. Klaus looks away defeated, while Diego looks embarrassed for standing up for him, and Luther just looks pissed.

"What the hell, Klaus? You could have taken Marah's head off." exclaims Five, wanting to take Klaus's head off.

"Is there any way to silence that voice in your head, that screams out to be the center of attention?" Luther questions, pissed off with Klaus's theatrics.

"You know, I liked you a lot better before you got laid." Klaus comments, instant regret on his face.

"Luther got laid? By who? Allison?" I ask, my question more towards Five. He just shrugs his shoulders, saying he doesn't know either.

"Which was a complete..." stutters Klaus, trying to save himself from being one of Luther's victims. "It... It wasn't his fault, cause he was ridiculously high, right? And... and the girl, she thought he was a furry..."

"Stop!" yells Luther, done with the embarrassment from Klaus, and the look of betrayal he was receiving from Allison.

"Okay." whispers Klaus, sitting back down.

"Allison, wait!" sighs Luther, running after Allison, who left the building in a hurry.

We sit for a few seconds processing what was just said, when a woman and her son walk over to us.

"Excuse me!" asks the woman. "Excuse me, It's my son Kenny's birthday today, and... uh, wouldn't your son and his girlfriend be happier playing with kids their own age?"

"I would rather chew off my own foot." "Keep looking at me like that Kenny, and you'll see how much damage I can do." me and Five say at the same time, scaring the mother and her son.

"Let's go, Kenny." the woman says, walking away with her son.

Five looks around the bowling alley, like he's searching for something. He gets up as Diego and Klaus are talking. "I'll be right back, and we'll talk about what that kid was doing as well." He kisses my head and walks away.

"If I was going to date a man, you would be the last man I'd date." Diego says, looking at Klaus.

"You'd be lucky to get me." Klaus responds. He then turns his attention towards me. "So, little firecracker. When did you and little Fivey happen?"

"Ask me that again, and I'll burn your dick off." I respond, no emotion on my face.

"Aggressive. Must not be getting any." Klaus whispers loud enough for me to hear him.

My hands start to heat up, causing him to shut up and move away from me. "Okay. Okay, I'm sorry. Just, just don't burn any of my body parts."

"That's what I thought." I mumble, moving away from Klaus and looking around for Five, not finding him.

'Weird.' I think to myself.