Number Five Hargreeves (
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3rd Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning
You know. Since it wasn't destroyed in said apocalypse and all.
But right now, he was just enjoying a nice cup of coffee without anyone throwing knives at him and contemplating going to get himself a donut.
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"Catra?" she called out as she wandered into the room. "Catra?"
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"No," he settled on. Because, if there was a Catra here, she was hiding really well.
Look, there were certain Hargreeves that were good with kids. You did not just meet one of them, Adora.
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She eyed the older cadet with suspicion. "Were you mean to her? Is that why she's hiding?" She was completely prepared to make him sorry if he had been.
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"You are literally the only person I've seen this morning," Five replied dryly. "Are you lost or something?"
Because, sure, everyone looked like a toddler to him and all, but this was a bit much.
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Looking for Catra was almost like a scouting drill.
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So you were clearly wrong, Five. Nice try, anyway!
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"Like I said. An infant."
And are a jerk.
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Mostly by crying a lot, but Wayne never did!
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Should eight-year-olds have lattes? Eh, it's not like anyone was watching her.
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Were you not at her beck and call? Jeez.
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"Yes? And?"
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"Is there breakfast?" she asked hopefully. This didn't look like a kitchen but maybe there was breakfast anyway.
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He would have spent the entire morning rage teleporting through the common rooms.
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Yeah, it didn't take a long stretch of the imagination or even a whole lot of smarts to ID at least a few of those kids.
But then Troy's eyes widened.
"Unless I just got really big!"
But then a moment later, he relaxed.
"Wait, no, everything else is normal sized, it's fine."
"Unless...!"
Welcome to Troy, where every few seconds was a whole damn journey...
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"I'm always this size," Belle informed him. This was very untrue. "People don't change sizes. Unless there's magic!"
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