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Recently i had made a story called Adventures at max’s delicessant and i had made up a character called cowboy five off of a whim and thought it would be funny you know if a cowboy version of himself just walked in but now its got me thinking there probably is different versions of five like that. When you think of timelines obviously it different points in time so of course there probably would be a cowboy five. in another timeline we probably have a five who grew up normally or a five that went into the apocalypse and didn’t take the handlers deal or a five completely different and grew up to be a god damn poet or shit we might have a five who is a fucking raver doing light shows for all we know. My point is that no matter how big or small the change might be ranging from accent to hell even a lopped off arm there is in fact different versions of him. We’ve seen this theme in Deadpool and wolverine where there was all those different versions of Deadpool and of wolverine, Spiderman, and Loki to name a few. So why wouldn’t there be a cowboy five or a raver five or hell even some victorian version of him in some timeline. All I’m saying is there is a huge window for people here to explore this topic and write stuff and i don’t think people are taking advantage of it enough.

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Adventures at Max’s Delicessant!

1.

This town aint big enough for the both of us

It was a pretty normal day at the diner. All the fives were doing their usual daily activities, conversation was in the air, and food and drinks were being served in and out of the kitchen. Booth five was obviously in one of the booths, waiter five taking orders and serving, brisket five was well…brisketing you could call it, chef five was testing a new soup he was making, Drunk five was being well…drunk, Newspaper five was in one of the booths reading the newspaper and info dumping to loose neck tie five, Anxious five was off being anxious in one of the tables in the back staring off into space and fidgeting with his hands and trying not to listen to the theories theorist five was giving. Journalist five was at one of the tables in the front by the glass windows to get a better view of the whole diner so he could write in his journal.

Newspaper five: Hey loose neck tie five,did you know that scorpions have a mating dance? Isn’t interesting? They lock claws together and do this weird kinda like a ballroom dance i guess you could say. *Newspaper five smiled from behind the newspaper at loose neck tie five kind of waiting for a response to his interesting fact he told*

Loose neck tie five: *He looked at newspaper five with a look of disbelief as to why and where does he get this information* …

Newspaper five: what? *Newspaper five looked at his shirt* Do i got something on my shirt?

Just then the bell to the diner rung. Now usually the fives don’t really look up anymore at any of new fives that walk in. The only fives that usually look up and at the door is journalist five and booth five both for different reasons. Booth five looks up at the door and what he see’s is infact a version of himself but it’s a…cowboy version of himself? Thats really strange cause that means there’s a completely different universe with a completely different time period. They get different fives here all the time but not all of them are drastically different like this one. Most times its just something small like maybe an accent or a personality change quite like brisket five who is one of the kinder fives.

Booth five: Shit. *Booth five slowly rose from his booth in amazement at the odd spaghetti western version of himself*

This caught the attention of the other five’s within the diner. there eyes all holding different emotions whether it be ranging from shock, amazement or curiosity. On the other side cowboy five was wide eyed and freaked right the hell out. he looked around at the multi versions of himself panic rising and his hand on his gun in his holster Cowboy five: Now i reckon.... Waiter five: If he says what i think he will say im gonna quit on the spot. Loose neck tie five: Thats not possible idiot Waiter five: *looks at cowboy five* Please dont say it... Cowboy five: This here diner aint big enough for all of us. Multiple of the fives collectively groan and some even put there heads on the table in annoyance at the cliche they just heard and witnessed Booth five: Now lets all be nice he is one of us afterall. *booth five looks to cowboy five* Now im pretty sure it must be very confusing right now bu- Booth five didnt even get to finish as a gunshot was shot past him obvousily having been shot by cowboy five. Booth five goes into a panic and dives behind a booth. multiple of the fives dive under tables and behind counters as Cowboy five continues firing shots at them. Anxious five: *anxious five was under table curled in on himself with his knee's to his chest and his hands over his head* i-i just wanted a normal day! Brisket five see's anxious five under a table. he peeks at cowboy five from behind the counter and when cowboy five is distracted he quickly squats and runs to anxious five and taking him by the arms Brisket five: come on! you cant stay right here! Anxious five: n-no he will kill me i will get shot i- Brikset five: look at me anxious five! look at me! i wont let you get hit with any bullets. come on buddy lets go anxious five thinks a minute until he nods and follows brisket five out from under the table and to a safer spot behind the counter. meanwhile booth five is hidden behind a booth while waiter five is next to him trying to avoid the bullets whizzing by this crazy gunslinger Waiter five: what the hell is this guys problem?! Why is he basically trying to shoot himself?! Booth five: He is probably extremely confused! We all were when we first came here the only difference is this version has guns! Waiter five: So what do we do then?! A lot of us are getting hurt!!! Booth five: Im working on it! Waiter five: WORK FASTER!!! Booth five would like to smack the back of waiter fives head but right now was not great so for now he will tolerate it cause right now there was a much bigger issue shooting at them. Meanwhile journaling five was hidden in the corner behind a corner booth. he looked up at the choas with a mix of obvious worry for his fellow five's but also curisotiy. he took the journal in his hand opening it up and opening the pen cap with his teeth and writing in his journal about this new cowboy five with shaky hands from the adrenaline coursing through his body at the current situation. In various parts of he diner five's hid. some where shot and wounded but nothing to serious mostly arm or shoulder shots. back to booth and waiter. Waiter five: i have an idea what if i hit him with my metal servin tray?! Booth waiter: NO you will get shot at such a close range! Waiter five: what?! no i wont are you accusing me of being a shitty fighter?! Booth waiter: maybe i am! Waiter five: why you little- Booth and waiter ended up getting into a arguement over there fighting skills and what plan would work best. Suddenly gunshots stopped and only a click sound could be heard. booth's eyebrows furrowed and he peeked over the side of the booth at the cowboy five. cowboy five had lost all his bullets. booth and waiter looked at eachother and a silent converstaion happened between the two and they rushed cowboy five trying to pin him down Booth five: Get him down! get him down! Waiter five: Brisket come help us man! after reassuring anxious five that he will be back he came running on over to them and helped pin cowboy five down with much protest and kicking ~Timeskip~

After having wrestled a very annoyed cowboy five down they had put him a broom closet that wasnt used and locked it so he can cool down. The fives all helped patch eachpther up if they go shot in some sorta way. Brisket five had been dilligently helping by giving waters and chicken soup for them. Newspaper five came on over to booth five Newspaper five: So what exactly are we gonna do with the angry cowboy? Booth five: Well until he cools down we cant do shit but im working on it Newspaper five: yeah i guess your right but intil then im gonna ask theorist five if he ahs any ideas which more then likely he does but doesnt. newspaper five headed to theorist five and sat down at his table and started his chat. booth five sighed and looked to the door of the broom closet. he picked up his cup of shitty coffee Booth five: God what a shit show *He sipped his coffee*

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I think this has gotta be my favorite story so far. it’s sweet and fluffy and all around adorable. Give this person some love for this story! ❤️

— Summer Flurry.

summary. In which you and Five learn about each other over ice cream and then beyond ice cream flavors. one-sentence synopsis. "Vanilla. How boring." "Please, chocolate's not exactly wild, you know."

content. unhealthy amount of ice cream, unrealistic daily ice cream consumption, non-canon compliant, set sometime during the time five was trapped in the future. fluff, romance.

word count. 2.1k

a/n. WARNING = SWEET STUFF. AT RISK OF DIABETES (you, me, five and reader). wrote this without a specific time during the events of the show in mind. just wanted to light, cutesy fluffy five x reader where they are somewhere far from the apocalypse (and season 4)

You like to ask him questions.

"What are you looking at?"

"What is that … thing you’re wearing?"

"Why does ice cream taste so good?"

Five likes having answers for you.

"The scenery."

"It’s just my school uniform, for the lack of a better term."

"It just does."

You don't always like his answers.

"But there's nothing here but old cars and vandalized buildings."

"What school do you go to? I’ve never seen anyone around here with that uniform."

"That's not a good explanation."

That is the first time you ever met, so Five doesn’t find it in him to entertain you with honest answers.

"Tough, then."

Ideally, you two shouldn't work. You shouldn't meet, shouldn't talk, shouldn't eat ice cream together outside of an old ice cream shop, the seats made of plastic and the heat of the summer sun beating down on them. You shouldn't even know each other.

But you never liked rules and Five is sick of expectations and being alone the summer he meets you, young but not too young, restless yet also too exhausted with life to do anything but sit beside each other with your small cups filled with ice cream.

"I'm Y/N."

"Five."

You don’t question his name. Figures it’s probably a fake name, for a traveler who is making his way through this place.

Many would argue that that was a nice place to stop — appropriate for acquaintances. But formalities make you uncomfortable, and Five doesn't care for them, so you throw the arguments out the window as you scoot in closer towards the shade and look into Five's cup.

"Vanilla. How boring."

Five is ready to burst with obscenities in response to that insult to his favorite flavor, but upon noticing the small grin on your face, he lets himself relax a little. "Please, chocolate's not exactly wild, you know," he finally says, and he likes the way your lips quirked at that.

"Better than vanilla."

And somehow you get into a fight over ice cream flavors, then move onto condiments. Five argues that ice cream is fine as is without the additional sweets, and you only laugh, finding that "a typical answer from a boring guy" because sprinkles are apparently the epitome of "the wild side".

The next day, Five has sprinkles on his ice cream — albeit they are pushed to the side by the time you arrive — and you laugh again before taking the sprinkles and scooping them into his own cup, disregarding sanitary rules and whatnot.

Five hates the way it tastes, but so he sees no more sprinkles in the future.

No more sprinkles, and a lot more of you.

He meets you every day of that summer outside of the ice cream shop. Sometimes, he is there first, sitting at the only table available and slowly eating away at the content of the cup. Other times, you arrive early, leaning against the wall in the shade while trying your best to slow down your eating so you can wait for him, and hope that he will show up before you get to the bottom of your second cup.

You learn a lot about each other during the days of summer.

Your first summer together, you learned the basics.

"How old are you?"

"Technically, I’m twenty six."

"Oh. You’re older than I am."

"Hah, you should respect me more."

"As if that'll ever happen."

The next day, you get a scoop of mint chocolate, and you make him try it. You can't tell whether he likes it or not.

"Do you live nearby?"

"No, but I can get here within the blink of an eye."

"Are you even from this town? How long do you plan on staying here?"

"Just for June and July."

"Then why are you here? It's August."

"Obviously for you."

"… Oh."

The basics are that Five is older but you are better at social skills, that he claims that he is working and you are still a student, that he is both careful and careless and you are neither nor, that he likes vanilla ice cream and you like chocolate ice cream, and a lot of other things. But the simplest fact is the reason you both stick around: that you piqued his interest and that Five thrills you.

Your second summer together, you dig deeper.

Five reveals his soft side as he brings you a gift from the last “job” he was on just before this summer rolls around.

He reveals his darker side by accident when a guy whose biceps are larger than his brain approaches your table and tries to drag you with him, leading to you hearing him yell and go feral for the very first time.

Little by little, parts that aren't very 'basic' but much more meaningful are discovered. You learn about the uniform he wears, and you realize why he never talks about his family.

As you dig deeper, he lets himself relax as well. Your questions become (if possible) increasingly ridiculous, as you know Five will answer them all anyway.

("Do you think polar bears like ice cream?"

Five shoots a glare at you. "No, they like fish," he answered, rolling his eyes.

"Don't they like Coke? I mean, their commercials have polar bears."

"Fish," Five deadpans.

"What about—"

"Do we really have to talk about polar bears?")

That summer, it is harder to keep him from coming to see you than the last. Admittedly, there is already a bond between you, stronger with your new knowledge of each other, your weaknesses and strengths, your secrets and so on.

"I’m going to have to leave."

You don’t look up from your empty cup. You only nod once in understanding.

"Aw, come on," Five says, his voice soft as he leans over to nudge your shoulder. "I’ll be back next summer. We'll have more things to talk about."

You look up, smiling a bit. "You’re coming back for me?" you tease, causing Five to fall back, red and spluttering. "Or the ice cream?"

Five glares. "The ice cream, obviously."

"Maybe I’ll move away before you come back," you continue, a big grin spreading across your face as a sense of dread carries up his neck. But he doesn’t say anything; he only stands up and throws away his cup before storming off. You chuckle as you hurriedly follow. “Just kidding, I have nowhere to move to, you know.”

"Hey! Hey, Five, wait up! How do you even walk so fast with those legs?" You say, panting as you jog up to the boy’s side, whose arms are deep in his pockets and eyebrows furrowed.

For the first time, Five doesn’t offer you anything witty or cheeky in response; but he is waiting for something, and he is not exactly sure what that was. Whatever it is, it makes him feel queasy inside.

"I'll miss you," You finally said, putting a hand on his arm. "Take care, okay?"

That is not what Five is waiting for, but he still smiles weakly. "I'll see you next summer. Don't be late." And then he is gone — true as he said, within the blink of an eye — as you walk the other way, off towards the bus stop, back to your house and — worst of all — without Five.

During the following Fall, you buy anything vanilla-flavored everyday until it makes you sick.

Five has just cleared a job, when he eyes a chocolate bar in the vending machine, and grabs it before he changes his mind, on his way home.

This is your third summer together. It's odd, thinking you’ve only known each other for three seasons, each time separated by a year of not seeing each other. And yet, when he sees you again, he does nothing but enjoy your moments together, enjoy each other. It’s the only time when Five lets go of himself.

This summer, he takes chances.

He grabs your hand without warning.

You lean into him unconsciously.

He brings a stuffed animal to tease you with, but you are nearly in tears when you take and smile brightly to thank him, completely missing the way his eyes dilate in affection while watching the happiness on your face, all because of one simple action of his.

He makes you sing to him for the first time on a lazy evening and he thinks he can fall asleep to just his voice.

And his words mean more than they used to.

("You're cute."

Your cheeks grow warm in an instant, averting your gaze to your leftover, melted ice cream. "Stop that," you mumble.

"Stop what?" He grins, enjoying the way he can easily fluster you with simple words.

"Stop joking around like that. It's not funny," you grumble, trying not to focus on the intensity of his gaze.

"But I'm not joking.")

Still, there's an unspoken, foreboding mood that settles at the beginning of August. You ignore it at first, your ice cream and conversations much better topics to talk about.

But then the day comes when you have a question and Five cannot quite give you an answer.

"When will you be back?"

"… I don't know."

And you want to beg him to answer, beg him to say 'soon' or maybe even 'I'll never leave you.' You want a definite answer more than anything right now, because this is Five, the biggest question of your life. And time is ticking.

Cars pass, time flies, and soon he stands up to throw away his cup. You watch quietly before following. You walk a little, stopping in the parking lot when you work up the courage to grab his hand and whisper, "Come back soon."

His face is so close to yours, and your breathing is uneven. You watch as his eyes dart from your eyes to your lips over and over, and he's leaning in when a truck drives by and the sound startles both of you apart.

He inhales nervously while you give him a weak smile, swallowing the missed chance and pushing the disappointment down your throat. Five leaves with a quiet goodbye, and you watch him go, like you always used to. It's suddenly cold despite the warm breeze.

You grow up, and you ditched your plans to move away. You walk past the ice cream shop everyday, but you never go in.

During the summer, you return though. You order ice cream and sit down in the front, your eyes scanning for a familiar face that never shows up. Day after day, you eat less and less ice cream.

But you never stop showing up.

Three years pass without Five.

It's a mid-June day and you have finished half of your ice cream. You don’t feel like you want to eat anymore, and you get up to throw your cup away when you bump into someone.

"F-Five?" you stammer, your eyes wide with surprise and something more.

Said man doesn't answer. He has grown taller, you noticed. He looks down at your cup, at the chocolate ice cream leftover, and before either of you can say anymore, his lips are on yours.

"You taste like vanilla," are the first words you hear from him in three years, and you’ve never loved hearing a voice this much.

"I–" You can't even speak, can't really think when Five is there, warm from the summer heat but there.

Somewhere between your blabbering and his soft laughter is the explanation behind the vanilla. You, who hate vanilla, ordered it every day after he stopped showing up. Maybe you wanted to remember Five, or maybe you wanted to keep him alive. Or maybe it's all of that and much more.

The answer is lost between kisses and ice cream.

You like to ask questions.

"Why didn't you come back?"

"Did you miss me?"

"Do you love me?"

Five likes to have answers.

"I was busy saving the world."

"What do you think?"

"If I didn't, I wouldn't have come back for you."

Sometimes you don't like his answers.

"What did you save the world from? Why did we need to be saved?"

"I don't know what I think, so why don't you tell me?"

"Do. You. Love. Me."

But Five doesn't care enough to answer anymore, because he's pressing sweet pecks on your lips (each of them saying, "I. Love. You. So. Much."), and that's enough to answer all of the questions.

"Hey, guys, do you think chocolate or vanilla is better?"

There is a chorus of votes for vanilla and chocolate.

Klaus smiles. "I think they're best combined."

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Here’s a little something for y’all i have no title for it so enjoy! its short and im trying my hand at writing so please dont make fun of me!

The wind swayed the grass and tree’s softly in this supposedly idealistic world. The grass and tree’s where that perfect green that looked straight from a picture or a movie. The sun shined down and the sky was blue. People were on a run or walking there dogs or simply sitting on benches enjoying life. Not to far off sat a tree with branched that sat in every which way direction and under that tree at the base of them where 8 beautiful orange marigolds that seemed to sparkle as the wind gently brushed against them making them sway and shake. In this moment of peace a pair of feet clad in converse shoe’s came up to the flowers standing a few inches away as to not step on or ruin them. These shoe’s belonged to god. The same god Klaus would always end up meeting in death. the one riding her bike. She smiled softly looking at the flowers. After a beat of silence she finally broke the silence. “You guys never did have a great ending huh?” She tsk’d and sighed. “I never meant for your lives to end this way. Your previous one was definitely not supposed to end that way. Reginald did you guys so dirty.” she chuckled looking up at the tree the marigolds sat under taking in the bittersweet serenity of the moment and back to the marigolds. “You guys definitely did a lot of unexpected things, huh? Five and Lila was not expected thats for sure. interesting, yes. Gross and unnecessary for my poor holy eyes? that also.” she chuckled and kneeled down fixing her dress to accommodate her position. “Now when i do this i better see you guys make something out of your selves. live something better then what you did last time and dont make any dumb mistakes.” she dug in the dirt taking the marigolds out by the roots as to not damage them or hurt them. once all 8 of them where in her hands she smiled. “ You may be wondering why im doing this? well im not heartless i see injustice when i see one and quite frankly…” she turned to a clearing, careful as to not damage the marigolds and there petals and stems and roots. “I don’t like how this story ends.” With that she blew on the marigolds making there petals fly off and catch into the wind carrying them off leaving there stems and roots behind as they flew away. It was like the petals had a mind of their own which they technically did. They flew down all the way to the city. the breeze carrying them passing by people until they landed on 8 different woman there petals disappearing seeping into the skin of their stomachs.

-9 Months later-

Efa is in the hospital bed holding her baby as the doctors call in her husband Micheal from the waiting room. Efa smiles at her bundle of joy that is against her chest hearing her heartbeat. her finger is in its tiny fist as its forest green eyes is lazy and droopy with sleep. Finally Michael is ushered in by doctors who give them a moment alone. Micheal comes in and kisses Efa’s forehead “Hi honey how are you feeling?” micheal said calmly with a hint of concern after all his wife did just go through a painful procedure. Efa smiled at her husband. “Im alright right now, love. Just sore and really tired.” she looked to her bundle of joy in her arms. she adjusted the baby so micheal could see him better. “He has your eyes micheal.” she smiled softly. Micheal smiled with a soft adoring smile for his wife and child “Have we decided on a name yet, darling?” Efa look’s to her son in her arms. “Yes…Yes i think i have.” it was silent for a moment until micheal chuckled softly “Well dont keep me in the dark forever, my love, what is it?” Efa looked to micheal with a soft smile “Max.” she looked to the baby “Max Farris.”

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Woo okay so that was a lot. I hope you liked it. I tried my hand at writing and i personally think it came out pretty great. Also the name Efa is five’s actual birth mother i looked it up and i couldn’t find a last name so i picked the actor who portrayed her’s last name. I hope that sits well with y’all. Love you guys bye! ❤️

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Hey guys so a did a recent post about the diner deli scene and the different variations of five there and i had listed all of the ones i can put a name on (its all a personal opinion my word is not law) and we all know that they have some odd subtle differences between each other though they still may be five they are still from other universes and timelines and not one five is gonna be the same completely. So i decided to list and give them the personalties and such that i can (Again my word is now law please by all means make whatever you want this is just personal opinion and thought)

So here is the list of the fives that i had personally named.

1. Booth five

2. waiter five

3. brisket five

4. Newspaper/good with numbers five

5. Mathematician/journaling/theorist five (There is three cause if i remember correctly there is two fives and i just know one of them is obsessing over numbers and i was wondering what the other one is doing and thats what i got)

6. Anxious antsy/waiting five

7. Drunk five

8. Loose neck tie five

9. chef five

Those are the ones i could put a name too. Some of them i have no clue what to call them but if you have a suggestion or an idea please let me know.

1. Booth five

Booth five is probably a funny laid back guy who is just wanting to chill after having tried and failed so many times to save the world and his family only to have it blow up in his face time and time again. He is mostly unintentionally funny it seems. He wont get why what he said is funny at first but once he does he will probably laugh it off with you or give a playful eyeroll.

2. waiter five

Waiter five looks like he would be that person in the friend group who is always mothering the group. Attentive and caring can be serious when need be but for the most part also pretty laid back and not really a stick in the mud.

3. Brisket five

You cant tell me he wouldn’t be a sweetheart. He looks like he would be making small talk and smiling and cracking a couple jokes here and there and just overall you would be comfortable around him. He is probably one of the fives that the others go to vent or just need something to take their mind off of whatever they got going on. There’s that and let’s not forget he apparently wrecks shit sometimes as confirmed by booth five.

4. Newspaper/good with numbers five

Newspaper five has always newspaper always in hand whether it be old news or new news he has one nearby or in hand. This is also helping him with his good with numbers part. He is just uncannily good with numbers obviously having been shown in the scene where he tells the amount of times they tried to save the world. He is basically that scene from criminal minds where Spencer Reid gets the guess right for how many boats are on lake mead. He knows random info and facts and when engaged in conversation he is a fact and info dumper.

5. mathematician/journalist/theorist five

-mathematician five is somewhere writing in his notebook with equations and numbers all probably trying to find a possibility for any possible safe timeline that isn’t gonna go to shit. He could also just really like numbers.

-Journalist/diary five is always writing in his notebook about his days there at the deli/diner. he can recap anything that has happened from the start of when he arrived there and more then likely has a log of all the fives that have arrived and whether they have stayed or went off to try and save the world and the family again.

- theorist five i believe is a variation of five that had driven himself crazy with possibilities and theories whether it be about the apocalypse and saving his family or it might be over something small and insignificant. sometimes this can spiral and cause outbursts of panic and rage or straight up mental breakdowns. His notebook is filled with possibility after possibility. Theory after theory. Some of the pages are random scribbles and writings and if you sit close to him you can hear him muttering to himself about the writings. His hair is also probably a little greasier than others considering his obsessive behavior with writing theories but he isn’t unclean.

6. anxious ansty/waiting five

Anxious ansty five seems to be on edge a lot. All the trauma he has gone through has finally bled through and has made him anxious or antsy. He can be seen with his hands always fidgeting or chewing on a random object like a pen or the tip of his straw to try and silence the anxious thoughts even for just a minute. He may be seen waiting for his order at the counter but he isn’t always waiting for that he can be seen waiting anxiously for some kinda ball to drop and everything to go to shit. He is probably more than likely a paranoid person.

7. Drunk five

Drunk five is quite self explanatory. It’s a variation of five that is drunk but when you think about it. Why was he called drunk five in the first place? why wasnt he called something else kinda like how newspaper/good with numbers five is or theorist five is? its cause he is more then likely always drunk meaning this variation of five is probably the one filled and consumed by regret and grief and sadness and has given up completely. Not all variations of five are happy or composed and this is one of them. He has done so much, seen so much and has dealt with so much to where he drinks to forget and drinks to have a good time. When you approach him you can get a few different emotions whether it be a sad drunk one day or a cracking jokes and making drunk conversation. He is more then likely the one getting into some form of trouble (as seen with S3 where five makes boozy cereal or does random stupid things) he may not always be sad but deep down we know why he drinks.

8. Loose neck tie five

People may argue and say that this is drunk five but if memory serves me right drunk five was off doing something stupid and this one is just hanging out by the door. Now i don’t quite know what personality to give this one since its just a loose neck tie and doesn’t really correspond with personality other then maybe being tired or exhausted or being disheveled in the first place. He may be a five that is a little less organized and put together. I will leave this one up to y’all.

9. Chef five

Not be confused with brisket five cause yes brisket five i guess technically would be a chef considering he is making food but brisket five is called brisket five for a reason. Chef five is the other five behind the counter. If you look at the picture you can see a five eating a soup meaning there probably isn’t just sandwiches here in the diner/deli. Chef five can always be seen hard at work cooking and probably trying out new recipes or making new ones too.

There we have it folks my personal opinions on the five variations in this weird five verse. I hope yall have fun and if you have ideas and different names for some of them put it in comments and i made add them to a list or something who knows what i might do.

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So i had a fun idea. We all know the Season four diner or deli scene and the multiple variations of five there. It’s funny to me cause it’s obvious there is some odd system they have where they all have a certain name and style so no one is confused. I decided to go through and name the certain fives. this is all personal opinion and thought so please no hate. its really a to each there own situation theres no need to fight about it.

So let’s get the ones we have been aware of out the way. We know booth five being the one who called S4 five over to his table. we know waiter five and brisket five being the ones we have been made aware of. There is also that one five with the news paper. Now i have heard him be referred to as newspaper five OR good with numbers five. now i don’t remember if booth five referred to newspaper/good with numbers five with any if those names but if he didnt here we are. Now that we got those obvious fives out the way i just wanna say i dont have the answer for all of them cause some of the things they are doing are quite mundane like eating soup and i dont think anyone is gonna refer to him as something like soup five i dont think that will ever happen. Now if my memory serves me right there is two fives writing in a notebook and i thought thats pretty normal for five he has always had something to write in but hey where’s the creativity in that and i thought what if there is a mathematician five who is just obsessing with numbers and another who could be documenting his days in the deli diner thing. another thought that crossed my mind that would be more in character is a version of him that has gone wacko with theories about timelines and events and he is just writing them down to either investigate or obsess over later. now in this scene there are a few different fives that i cant quite place my finger on what version of five they might be and what to call them so if you have an idea don’t be afraid to comment an idea.

Now this scene right here has the obvious booth five and brisket five. There is one version that has a name not quite world wide but we have it which is loose neck tie five. Now people might argue and say thats drunk five but i don’t think so. if my memory serves me right again (Cause i flat out refuse to go see any of those episodes again) drunk five was up to some shenanigans and needed another fives help so i dont think loose necktie five is drunk five. Speaking on drunk five if your confused where i got that if you have subtitles on or listen close enough you will see a conversation talking about drunk five. then there is the obvious five over there that seems to be antsy considering his stance in both pictures. either he is a five just filled with impatience to get his order, a five just in general riddled with anxiety or he could just be waiting. So you can imagine his name is either anxious five or waiting five depending on what you decide (again everything is up for debate. my word is not law here okay?). if you also look behind the counter with brisket five is another five. Now we dont exactly see what he is doing so the best i can offer is chef five.

Again none of my words are law and set so please feel free to name them whatever you want.

Also if you have idea’s for what some of the names of the versions of five i didnt get or think of are please feel free to comment or come up with an idea. so please up have fun.

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More humor yay!

*S4 five sat in the Max’s deli*

Brisket five: …

Waiter five: …

Drunk five: …

S4 five: …

Waiter five: Are you aware that you are the worst variation of all of us?

S4 five: YES I HAVE BEEN MADE VERY AWARE THAT I AM THE WORST OF ALL OF US!!!

Hehe humor. hope y’all have a good day/night! ❤️

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S2 Five finding the S4 script.

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I have talked about this in other posts i have made and stuff so in my personal opinion S4 Of umbrella academy was one big head canon from steve blackman and that S4 can not be considered a real season finale my reasoning is its to rushed, to inconsistent, leaves to much unsaid, has a terrible ending, and has things that should have never been considered *Cough* Lila and Five *cough*. So all that being said S3 is the real ending and its just a open to interpretation type ending of what they do with living there lives where you can choose for yourself what happened. Sloane and luther are together again, lila and diego are happy and have kids, klaus’s see’s dave again and klaus’s gets respect and recognition he deserves and isnt some dependent person on his family, allison’s marriage, career and family is stable, viktor finds sissy and harlan and they live a normal life hopefully cancer free, Ben who they just got back goes on to not be a felon and lives a mostly normal life self discovering himself and getting his shit together to be a better person, and then of course five since he is young grows older gets a job but he is happy and finally gets the recognition, the love and the life he deserves with either finding someone new and healing from the trauma he has gone through and be able to take that second chance at life he was given and live it to the fullest.

Thats just what i have decided and if y’all also choose to say fuck that S4 and S3 was the real ending by all means make your own ending. Love yall have fun with that. ❤️

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Hope humor can help you cope and heal. Not the best at it but i’m trying my best here.

S4 five: *Standing infront of season 1,2 and 3 five* …okay look i know you’re all very disappointed but-

S1 Five: You’re god damn right i’m disappointed. Im also disappointed that i missed my shot. Maybe i could’ve saved everyone from this monstrosity of a whatever… THAT was. Now if you would excuse me… *Picks up delores* me and her have some eye cleansing to do. *Walks out the room*

S3 Five: I think i would’ve liked to have bled to death from my arm getting lopped off then turn into… *Gestured to S4 five* this.

S4 Five: bUt wHaT aBoUT LiLa-

S1 Five: No

S2 Five: Absolutely not

S3 Five: Absolutely fucking not.

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yes i am 100% behind this justice for five and aidan!!

Justice for Five Hargreeves and the hard work, love and dedication Aidan Gallagher put into the character!

[little-forest-goblin]

I have talked about this in other posts i have made and stuff so in my personal opinion S4 Of umbrella academy was one big head canon from steve blackman and that S4 can not be considered a real season finale my reasoning is its to rushed, to inconsistent, leaves to much unsaid, has a terrible ending, and has things that should have never been considered *Cough* Lila and Five *cough*. So all that being said S3 is the real ending and its just a open to interpretation type ending of what they do with living there lives where you can choose for yourself what happened. Sloane and luther are together again, lila and diego are happy and have kids, klaus’s see’s dave again and klaus’s gets respect and recognition he deserves and isnt some dependent person on his family, allison’s marriage, career and family is stable, viktor finds sissy and harlan and they live a normal life hopefully cancer free, Ben who they just got back goes on to not be a felon and lives a mostly normal life self discovering himself and getting his shit together to be a better person, and then of course five since he is young grows older gets a job but he is happy and finally gets the recognition, the love and the life he deserves with either finding someone new and healing from the trauma he has gone through and be able to take that second chance at life he was given and live it to the fullest.

Thats just what i have decided and if y’all also choose to say fuck that S4 and S3 was the real ending by all means make your own ending. Love yall have fun with that. ❤️

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Me in the season 4 writer’s room:

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Hope humor can help you cope and heal. Not the best at it but i’m trying my best here.

S4 five: *Standing infront of season 1,2 and 3 five* …okay look i know you’re all very disappointed but-

S1 Five: You’re god damn right i’m disappointed. Im also disappointed that i missed my shot. Maybe i could’ve saved everyone from this monstrosity of a whatever… THAT was. Now if you would excuse me… *Picks up delores* me and her have some eye cleansing to do. *Walks out the room*

S3 Five: I think i would’ve liked to have bled to death from my arm getting lopped off then turn into… *Gestured to S4 five* this.

S4 Five: bUt wHaT aBoUT LiLa-

S1 Five: No

S2 Five: Absolutely not

S3 Five: Absolutely fucking not.

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Im using humor to cope with this hot garbage of a season until i see fan fix its pop up.

*Seasons 1,2 and 3 five standing across from season 4 five with there arms crossed*

S4 five: …

S1 five: i didn’t go through 45 years in an apocalypse, several years in a commission and lots of trauma so we could turn out like this.

S2 five: What about the family? Do we seriously just abandon our morals? I end up with her?! *Five gestures to lila*

S3 five: If i would’ve known that thats what i’m gonna turn into i would’ve just let the guardian kill me.

S3 Lila: This is definitely not what i had in mind when i said live our lives.