Fics like time is a clever invention

“Klaus, it’s time to come home,” Diego says. Klaus laughs again, bright and loud and decidedly unamused. “And where is that, exactly?” He asks, twirling the chord around his finger. “Last I checked, my home was destroyed in Jerusalem, around, oh, I don’t know, 5 B.C.?” He giggles. “5 Before Me.” He can practically hear Diego roll his eyes. “The manor,” he says, sounding like he’s talking through clenched teeth. “You had the visions, you know –” “Yes,” Klaus says, cutting him off sharply. “Yes, I saw that delightful young boy get riddled with bullets, and then saw him gasp back to life, so cliché, I thought, why not give him an interesting rebirth, like getting eaten by a shark, or run over by a lawn mower, or electrocuted or something –” “Klaus,” Diego bites out. “We have to get him. He’s one of us now.” Klaus sighs, sags forwards until his forehead is leaning against the wall. “Yeah, yeah,” he says. “I know. I’ll be there." ___ The Hargreeves are not the Umbrella Academy; they're the Old Guard, a group of immortals just trying to keep their family together.

Fics like time is a clever invention

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