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BWI Airport Portalocity Lounge, Saturday Morning

No more than a few minutes ago, Five had been waiting in Dallas, Texas in 1963 to make sure Kennedy died. The fact that he was in the future/past wasn't actually that strange for him. Because his job. The fact that he was now physically a teenager again, however, really was strange. And annoying.

Mostly annoying.

He grabbed a newspaper--it was 2021 somehow??--and a coffee to take a seat where he could unobtrusively observe people. The fact that he was basically a kid in an ill-fitting suit and sitting near a glittery sign that proclaimed this the pick up spot for Fandom High was just a side-note.

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Normal things, you know?

Where the driver and guest will ping in!

Sleet and ice here. THANKS, 2021.

Lydia had left Winter River this morning with mixed feelings. On the one hand, for the first time in years, it was sort of tolerable to be home. On the other, boarding school. Boarding school in a castle, by the looks of the brochure. And while Lydia knew full darn well that part of this was Delia just trying to get her stepdaughter out of her hair for awhile, and while she would really miss Adam and Barbara...this might be sort of all right.

She found the lounge and the sign - which, you know, she didn't exactly love but as long as the glitter didn't get on her and her head-to-toe black, she wouldn't care - and gave a little nod to Five in greeting before taking a nearby seat.

"Are you actually reading that or just trying to look busy while you wait?" she asked with very little inflection, nodding to his paper.

It just started here and we're supposed to get like three inches of snow, an ice storm, followed by more snow.

I THOUGHT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE AN IMPROVEMENT, 2021.

Five glanced over the top of the paper in the most 'annoyed old man' gesture possible. Because he was one, damn it.

"Maybe it's to keep kids from asking me ridiculous questions like that."

Yep. Kids.

I WAS GONNA GO GET GROCERIES.

If it seemed like the bus appeared out of thin air, it was because Nina had somehow managed to make it so the frelling thing disappeared when it was in motion.

Just the bus. Not the people in it. It was a Look, but at least it was a look without inflatable flamingoes, so Anakin was just gritting his teeth and bearing it.

He got out of the bus and stalked into the airport. "FANDOM HIGH!" he bellowed. "Let's go!"

Lydia actually raised a brow, plucking up a copy of Newsweek that she was just going to blatantly use to look busy and not even pretend to read, thank you. "Oh, okay. Nice suit."

He looked like a total weirdo. But, you know. Total weirdos were kind of Lydia's people, so she also actually kind of meant it.

WE'RE OUT OF MILK AND ROAD SALT. I PLANNED POORLY.

"...thank you." She knew manners, therefore, she could stay. He straightened out the paper to keep reading for a moment before lowering it again to look at her. "What are you doing here?"

Look, he was here to stop the apocalypse, not go to school.

Lydia gestured to the sign. "Going to boarding school." And now she felt like an idiot because she had assumed he was, too. "Aren't you?"

Yeah, Five was just gonna squint at that thing. That thing happening right there. But he sure as hell wasn't gonna show how it was weird or anything.

That was reserved for basic human kindness and familial affection. As was the case for all the Hargreeves brood.

"I don't know if the yelling is necessary."

"Do I look like I'd be going to boarding school?"

Yes. Yes, he did. Wait until he stole the terrible Umbrella Academy uniforms from his brother for something to wear.

Just when Ignis thought this whole thing couldn't get even more ridiculous than it already was, Nina and Prompto had insisted that he not merely take a portal to Fandom, but that he got the 'whole experience' by portaling to BWI...and taking the newbie shuttle to the island.

It was wholly unfair. They'd hit him with a double-whammy of puppy dog eyes, and, at that point, he knew the effort of putting those puppies down would not outweigh simply bracing himself and bearing it.

So there he was, waiting very unnecessarily in an airport bus terminal, most certainly getting glitter on his otherwise immaculate jacket, and being incredibly disappointed with this excuse for what this world called coffee from a place called Starbucks. It was criminal that they should call it that, much less.charge what they did for it.

Which just lead him to pulling out his phone and texting Summer:

Please tell me you have managed to supply your store with the Ebony I mentioned to you by now

And then, to assuage the worry that had been setting low in his stomach all day since he.left, he texted Gladio:

Please ensure that Noctis sticks to his meal plan for the weekend. I don't want to return to a lethargic prince who should have known better.

And then he frowned at his phone waiting for either of them to reply, because this idleness would possibly be the death of him.

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"Sometimes people have headphones in," Anakin explained.

Being distracted by his phone and this insulting excuse for a cup of coffee, Ignis only looked up when the rallying call had been let out.

And having been subjected to a deluge of pictures and videos of previous Crimes Against Shuttles, he couldn't help feeling quite a bit...underwhelmed.

"Huh," he mused, slipping his phone into a pocket. "I somehow expected quite a bit...more."

But he knew Nina. And now he regretted not insisting on just portaling to the island after all...

Five made a disgruntled noise because he couldn't fault that logic.

"Kids these days," he grumbled. God, he was such a grumpy, old man.

Five just lowered his newspaper long enough to give the man a suspicious once over. Just in case. Because the Commission would be onto him soon enough and it didn't hurt to be safe.

And then maybe a judgmental/confused look over the whole cell phone thing. Cell phones were for other canons, thanks.

Ignis was giving his phone a withering look, because Gladio had responded with you want me to send you photos of the empty containers as proof? which Ignis knew was a joke, but he was still going to respond with Yes, thank you, that would be quite helpfulhow to. He hadn't even been to a normal school himself as a child, and his only experience was with Noctis, really, and that was...different.

"Excited for school, are you?" he tried.

He supposed a conversation would be better than glowering at his phone, anyway, tucking it away to be polite.

"Well, you don't not look like you could be going to boarding school," Lydia said honestly.

She'd be sort of jealous that only Five got a school uniform when they got there, but also grateful to be able to keep her fingerless black glove thing going.

"That was very loud," Lydia said, unable to conceal her little wince as she wandered over. It had sure looked like that bus appeared out of thin air, but...maybe she'd seen it wrong?

Or maybe the Maitlands weren't the only weird thing she could see. Lydia was keeping her options open.

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She could have gotten a school uniform if she had super powers and/or the crippling emotional issues that came along with being a Hargreeves.

"I'm a little too old for that sort of thing."

Said the guy who stopped his schooling at age thirteen due to time travel and the apocalypse.

"You look younger than me," Lydia pointed out, shrugging a shoulder. "And I'm going to be a junior. But okay."

Lydia had recently gone through a long anti-school phase, so she was mostly just filing away, 'I'm too old for school,' as a future excuse for her parents if she ended up hating this place. It was at least a new one!

"Are you?" Yes, that was surly sarcasm.

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