# — ❞ HEY, THERE'S AN S IN IT RIGHT? SEE, NO DIFFERENCE! ❞
╰┈➤ CHAPTER TWO ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝙐𝙈𝘽𝙍𝙀𝙇𝙇𝘼 𝘼𝘾𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙈𝙔┊🕰️☔️🎻
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SINCE HER PARENTS WERE FRIENDS WITH ALLISON, she had no other choice but to go. It's not that she didn't like Allison, she was the only person in her life that genuinely cared about her. She remembers when they went to the Oscars and photobombed Robert Downey Jr — while her mom wasn't too thrilled, but Starr and Allison got a good laugh out of it.

Clouds were moving in, causing any sunlight to dim and the world becoming gray. The two looked up at the mansion, then turning to each other, "Uh, your mom really can't get you?"

"Uh, no," Starr shook her head. "She already sent me a picture of her in California on set with dad."

Allison sighed classic Camilla and slowly stepped up into her old home. She opened the door for Starr and the two headed in, while Starr marveled at the marble floors and the chandeliers, Allison didn't seem as thrilled to be here. Starr craned her neck behind to face Allison with a smile, "Damn this place is huge!"

"I know," Allison nodded, flashing a light smile. "Uh, if I can remember where my old room is I'd show it to you so you can start unpacking—"

Then, she turned around to find one of her other siblings, Vanya. Ever since leaving the Umbrella Academy, Vanya had become a violinist — which makes perfect sense since Allison would always tell Starr that Vanya would non-stop play violin when they were younger.

Allison managed to flash a light smile, stuffing her hands in her pockets as she turned to Vanya. When the two came face to face there was an awkward presence in the room. Starr assumed it must be 'cause of the book Vanya wrote about their life when they were kids and told everyone about everything, "Vanya, you actually came."

"Hey, Allison," Vanya said.

"Hey, sis."

Vanya furrowed her eyebrows at Starr's presence, then drifted her gaze to Allison, "Uh..."

"Oh, she's a friend of mine's kid," Allison explained with a chuckle. "She's staying with me while her parents are away."

"Which will probably be a while," Starr muttered, looking at the floor.

Then, another sibling of Allison's, Diego, stepped in, "What is she doing here? You don't belong here," he stated as he left the room. "Not after what you did — who's the kid?"

"You're seriously gonna do this today?" Allison sighed.

"Ooh, I wanna meet him," Starr pointed up at Diego walking up the stairs. "You said he was the vigilante, right — that's some cool shit! I've never met one before, so it'd be nice to know how they work."

Allison tried stopping her, but it was too last, seeing her already trailing behind Diego upstairs, "Wait!"

"So, are you really a vigilante?" Starr asked.

"Sure."

Starr flashed a bright smile, "How do i become one?"

"Leave me alone."

Starr shrugged as she walked back down with a smile, "I think we're gonna be friends."

"Sure..." Allison trailed off.

"You know what? Maybe he's—"

"Forget about him," Allison cut her off. "I'm glad you're here."

Allison's gaze drifted to Starr, "Cmon, I'll show you where my old room is, if we can find it."

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THEY NEVER FOUND HER ROOM AND ENDED UP EXPLORING THE HOUSE INSTEAD. Allison explained since Reginald wasn't here, they could now go wherever they wanted in the house. The first place they went was his office where they heard noises coming from behind his desk.

Allison furrowed her eyebrows, slowly moving towards the desk. She put her arm in front of Starr in a protective way, but when they got to the desk and looked below, they found one of Allison's brothers, Klaus, rummaging through Reginald's things. It was oddly reassuring to know he was the same guy Allison knew when she was a kid, "Klaus? What are you doing in here?"

Klaus perked up, sighing in relief after seeing it was just his sister," Oh! Allison... and friend?"

"Oh, this is Starr," Allison gave a light chuckle. "Kid of my friend who's staying with us."

"Lovely to meet you, Sarah—"

"Starr," she corrected.

"Tomayto, tomahto," Klaus made a motion with his hands, shaking his head, "Hey, there's an S in it, right? No difference," he drifted his gaze to Allison, giving her a hug. "Long time, too long."

The two parted from their hug, "Hey, I was hoping to see you actually because I wanted to get your autograph," he rested his chin on his hands with a smile. "Added to my collection!"

Allison's gaze drifted to a bracelet on Klaus's wrist, "Just out of rehab?"

"No, no. No,no,no," he shook his head. "No, I'm done with all that," he sighed, trying to get the bracelet off. "I just came down here to prove to myself thst the old man was really gone," Klaus looked down, putting on a sad facade, but Allison and Starr furrowed their eyebrows, knowing he was faking right after he flashed a bright smile, clapping his hands, "And he is! He's dead. Yeah!"

"You know how I know? Because if he were alive, not one of us would be allowed in this room," Klaus stated, then pointing to Starr. "Not even little Sarah over here—"

"Starr—"

"Same thing, get over it!"

He sighed, plopping down on the office chair and putting his feet up on the desk, "he was always in here, our whole childhood, plotting his next torment," he then signaled to the portrait of him above the fireplace, "Remember how he used to look at us? That scowl?"

"Thank Christ he's not our real father so we couldn't inherit those cold, dead eyes!" He used his fingers to widen his eyes and screamed, causing Allison and Starr to chuckle.

"Number three—"

"Get out of his chair."

They turned around to find a tall guy with a long jacket — also known as Luther. Starr pointed at him with a knowing smile, "Hey! It's the sister kisser!"

Allison rolled her eyes, "Okay, you get out."

"Someone had to point it out," Starr shrugged before leaving with Klaus.

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AFTER WAITING OUTSIDE FOR ALLISON, HER AND STARR MANAGED TO FIND HER OLD ROOM. EVERYTHING ABOUT IT JUST screamed Allison. From the magazines a bright jewelry and makeup on the dresser, to the pink bedding and posters on the wall — some posters being of herself.

"Well, here we are," Allison sighed.

"This your old room?" Starr turned to Allison who gave a nod. "Nice! Although, you did have a lot of posters of yourself," Starr shrugged. "But hey, any way to express self love."

Allison chuckled, sitting down at the chair by her dresser, "Well, make yourself at home."

Starr placed her bag beside the bed as she sat down and just as she did, music started blasting form downstairs. Both her and Allison n seemed to get the same urge to dance as they both immediately stood up. Allison grabbed a scarf from her dresser and started grooving along while Starr began swinging her arms.

Allison did a twirl and the two got up on the bed and started dancing it all out. Allison took Starr's hands and the two did a little shuffle, but just as they got off the bed, a bright blast of light came from outside.

They both shared a look of concern when everything began sticking to the wall and immediately went outside and saw that the others got the same idea. It was a big blue wormhole, blasting lightning everywhere.

"What is it?" Vanya questioned.

Allison moved her away, "Don't get too close!"

"Does stuff like this always happen here?!" Starr yelled.

They all responded with, "Yes!"

"Looks like some sort of temporal anomaly," Luther said. "Either that or a miniature black hole — one of the two."

"Pretty big difference there, Paul Bunyan," Diego quipped.

Klaus joined them, pushing Diego and Luther out of the way, holding a fire extinguisher and then throwing it at the bell of light.

"What is that gonna do?" Allison yelled.

"I don't know," Klaus shrugged.

"Do you have a better idea?"

"Welp, we're gonna die," Starr muttered.

Just then, electricity surged from the ball of light and it started opening up. Everyone got behind Luther and Diego, who put their hands in front of the others in a protective manner. What came from the ball of light seemed to be an old man... but what fell out was a boy around Starr's age.

And the lightning stopped.

"Does anyone else see little Number Five or is that just me?" Diego questioned.

Five' gaze drifted downward then up at the others, "Shit."

"Nice to meet ya too," Starr said in a sarcastic tone.

➥ AUTHOR'S NOTE
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gawd i was sooo excited to write the interactions with all the hargeeves siblings and now that five is finally here the fun begins!! and all the cute moments and sarcastic quips to come 🫶🏻 five and starr will be like an old married couple at times whenever they argue and getting third wheeler by the mannequin 😭

i'll try to make the next update in a few days so look out! and i swear imma try to write my diego fic again cus i completely forgot abt it 😭 pls don't be ghost readers or silent ones, comments rlly help with motivation <33

— see you soon, meg!