Burning Up ~*~ [ THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY 2 ] [ FIVE x OC ]

F O U R

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    Ivy was going to go to the TV shop, but she felt almost obligated to tell Michael first. She walked the rest of the way back to her house with Luther, who caught her up on what he knew. He knew that Vanya, Diego, and Five were in the timeline. But he didn't know about Klaus and Allison. Which he was intending to find out soon.

     "But, Five's been looking for you. A-And I'm sure you want to see Vanya and Diego again," Luther said, Ivy frowning as she knew this next part would be hard.

     "Luther, I can't be apart of this anymore," Ivy said, turning to face him. "Apocalypse's, boyfriends who go missing for sixteen and a half years only to turn up in their fourteen year old body claiming to be fifty-eight. Ape brothers, a sister who is a literal ticking time bomb. I just... It's too much. I want a normal life, and for once I can get that chance."

     "But you can't grow up," Luther argued. 

     "I can," Ivy said. "I... I visited dad in 1961. I told him about my state and he gave me a cure for it." She hesitated to tell Luther the rest of the story, but decided against him. "That's all."  

     "You... You're growing up?" Luther asked.

     "I am," Ivy shrugged. "Surprise." Luther smiled, then he hugged her tightly. She didn't return it that time, but he stepped back. "But like I said, I can't be apart of that life anymore. If... If you find Allison, let me know. I want to see her again, see if she's okay. People in this time are horrible, and I want to know she's okay." 

     "I will," Luther said, Ivy smiling at him. "But... You won't even see Five?" Ivy frowned as she remembered the last words that they actually said to each other. 

      "I love you, Ivy." 

     "I love you, too." 

     "No, I can't," Ivy said, shaking her head. "Just... let me know when you find Allison." She walked into the house, shutting the door behind her. She sulked into the kitchen, setting the bakery bag on the table before setting her coffee next to it. 

     "Hey, you were gone awhile," Michael said, walking into the kitchen. "Still, I thought you would be gone a little longer. You know, get your anger out." 

     "What's that supposed to mean, Michael?" Ivy asked, turning to look at him. 

     "Nothing," he responded, pulling a muffin from the bakery bag. "Just that you seemed pretty angry last night." 

     "I don't think I can ever form a real relationship with you knowing that I'm literally thirty-four years old and you are a minor," Ivy said, turning to face him. "And yet, you persist on after I strictly say it is super gross. I am literally a pedophile." 

     "Technically, right now I'm older than you since you haven't even been born yet. That makes me the pedophile," Michael said.

     "That's worse!" 

      "Ivy, if you don't want to kiss me that's fine! But don't blame it on the fact that you're a thirty-four year old time traveler in your fifteen year old body!" Michael exclaimed. "You can't help who you're attracted to."

     "Okay, well, I'm attracted to you. Is that what you wanted to hear?" Ivy asked, crossing her arms. 

     "Yes! That's all you need to say," Michael argued back.

      "Good." 

    "Great." They were silent for a moment before the two lunged to each other and kissed. Michael backed Ivy into the wall, the girl leaning up and holding his neck. He held her waist, Ivy forgetting for a moment that she'd basically found her family. Michael picked her up, then carried her to his room while slamming the door shut behind them.