MHA #2 | Friday Morning

[defenderofdesmoines]

So, with all the excitement, this had absolutely been one of the most memorable weeks of Annie's life.

It had, also, notably, been weirdly...inactive, in other ways. In, specifically, a way in which she was usually pretty active these days.

There had been the whole flaming-hot apartment/freezing-cold shower issue on Tuesday, the whole jello shot issue on Wednesday, and between life and training and packing (yes, the new place was furnished but what if she needed something?), she and Diego had been sort of...missing each other.

Which was why Friday morning, when Annie sleepily meandered into the bathroom and turned on the shower -- and the water came out pleasantly warm, as it should, thank you -- it only took her a moment to get an idea.

"Hey, Diego?" She ducked her head out of the bathroom, pulling a towel around herself loosely. "Can you come here?"

Her tone, at least, was very much not one of distress, so hopefully he wouldn't, like, feel the need to come running. (Unless he did. Seriously, it had been since before the kids got here. That was like centuries in sex time.)

[for someone(s).]

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[knife_bender]

"OUT!" Diego yelled, reaching down to help Annie up. Annie, he loved you, but grace was not your forte.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I'm gonna kill him. Tell me not to kill him," Annie said wildly, accepting the help up even as her eyes were illuminating. "Get the hell out, Five!"

Was this a normal sibling thing? What kind of other fun invasions of privacy had Annie missed out on by being an only child all this time?

[apocalypsehow]

Little bit of being a sibling thing, little being Five.

Five sighed and teleported out, leaving that door open. You know. Helpfully.

[knife_bender]

"I'm going to kill him," Diego said, getting out of the shower once he was sure Annie was stable.

You were lucky he thought to grab a towel before leaving the bathroom to yell at you, Five.

[defenderofdesmoines]

Annie, meanwhile, was kind of torn between considering a towel sufficient for yelling versus going to put on as many layers as she could. (Oh God, what had Five seen?)

She was at least going to start with the towel for now, taking a moment to make sure it was really secure since she was, you know, planning on killing her boyfriend's brother while wearing it and all. There would probably be some movement involved.

[apocalypsehow]

Five was pouring himself a cup of coffee from the new, non-destroyed coffee maker. As one does.

[knife_bender]

"No, you don't get to drink my coffee!" Diego yelled. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Aside from, you know, the childhood stuff that was also wrong with Diego.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"I will blast that cup right out of your fucking hand, so help me," Annie added, just this side of hysterical.

Annie, getting all yellow-eyed and threatening works better (a) when you're not in a towel and (b) on people who can't just teleport away from you.

[apocalypsehow]

"I'm sorry, was I supposed to know you were in the shower together?" Because that was a step too far.

[knife_bender]

"You're supposed to knock, asshole!" He knew for a fact that Grace taught you better, you feral cat!

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Even if he was in the shower by himself," Annie added insistently, gesturing at Diego.

Like, Diego, you deserved your privacy even if she wasn't around! She was gonna be your privacy advocate here.

[apocalypsehow]

Five took a sip of his coffee, pretending to consider that. "Fine. I'll knock."

When he remembered. Maybe.

[knife_bender]

Diego narrowed his eyes, clearly not believing that. He looked over at Annie. "It's okay if you kill him, I've got other brothers."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Okay no seriously, that coffee cup was at least getting it. Annie shot a neat blast over at the mug Five was holding.

She did, at least, temper it enough that he shouldn't be blinded in the process.

Behold her mercy.

[apocalypsehow]

Five teleported, leaving the mug to her tender mercies.

"That was uncalled for!" he said behind them.

[knife_bender]

"Five, I swear to god--" He couldn't really think of a threat while he was standing there in a towel. His brain was too muddled from the lack of sex. "Do you even have a reason for being here aside from being a pervert?"

[defenderofdesmoines]

Look, Annie was mad, but she was also...Annie.

Which meant she was securing her towel a little bit with a sigh before moving over to clean up the broken mug and the coffee that had spilled.

"It was extremely called for and you should be thanking me for sparing your damn eyes," she muttered. "Perv."

Yeah, she was running with that. Because God.

[apocalypsehow]

"You say that like I was trying to see you," he said, making a face. "I'm not Klaus, you know."

[knife_bender]

"Great, give her more reasons to run away from us," Diego said, rolling his eyes. "As if the mannequin thing wasn't bad enough."

[defenderofdesmoines]

Yes, Annie would now be forever anxious about Klaus trying to watch them bang someday.

She did shoot Diego a little look, because the mannequin thing was pretty concerning, honestly. But maybe she could also, like...use that?

"How would you like it if one of us barged in on you and Dolores?"

[apocalypsehow]

Oh, Five was busy shooting Diego a little, narrow eyed glare at besmirching Dolores like that. "My relationship with Dolores is none of your business," he said crisply.

It was super concerning, though, yes.

[knife_bender]

"Trust me, the less I know about you and that thing, the better." The imagery he already had was bad enough.

And, yes, he was well aware he was going to piss off Five with that remark. He couldn't help himself.

[defenderofdesmoines]

"See how we are respectfully not intruding?" Annie added.

Look at her try to thread the needle between, 'Yes, Diego, that thing is the way to refer to it,' and, 'Yes, Five, your relationship is just as real as ours for the purposes of this example.'

[apocalypsehow]

Five's hands were doing that swirly, distorted thing where powers were being revved up as he glared at Diego more.

Honestly, this was completely in line with most Hargreeves interactions as adults. The whole getting along mostly thing was a bit of an aberration.

"I'll leave you with your mommy replacement then," he snapped, disappearing in a dramatic whirl.

[knife_bender]

You'd think Diego would get less pissed at Five disappearing just to win an argument since it had been a thing since they were born but, nope, still pissed him off just as much.

"I am going to find that mannequin and set it on fire."

He wouldn't, since it seemed to be the one thing Five actually liked, but let him be dramatic for a goddamn minute.