MHA # 2 | Sunday Evening

[knife_bender]

The whole family dinner thing had not been Diego's idea. In fact he made it abundantly clear that he thought it would be a disaster. But it was three against one, so Diego ordered a couple pizzas and invited Five and his abomination over to eat with them.

This was the weirdest goddamn weekend.

[For Hargreeves and Hargreeves adjacent]

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[knife_lights]

"But Ben and I are closer to twenty-one, like, physically?" Autumn tried. "So I think we should be allowed to drink, too."

Just putting her opinion out there.

[knife_bender]

"You can drink underage once you've been through an apocalypse." Which was the closest Diego would ever come to outwardly sympathizing with Five.

[apocalypsehow]

"Thank you," Five said, brightening considerably. "You know, it's so nice when the young respect their elders."

[knife_lights]

"Man, I thought it was weird how young Mom and Dad are," Autumn muttered.

Like, Mom probably wasn't old enough to rent a car, sure, but Uncle Five looked like an eighth grader, come on.

[knife_bender]

"Okay, we can't possibly look that much older in the future." If they kept bringing it up, Diego was going to get a complex. Well, another complex.

Maybe the long hair and beard aged him up?

[apocalypsehow]

"Does he go grey?" Five had to know.

[knife_lights]

"We really shouldn't say too much," Autumn said, taking a prim bite of pizza. "Paradoxes, you know."