ELLIANA HAPPILY SKIPPED THROUGH THE HOUSE UNTIL SHE HEARD THE SOUND SOMEONE WHIMPERING. She made her way into the living room area to see that it was Klaus who was whimpering on the couch while in his sleep.

"Klaus," Elli tapped him. "Klaus!" Elli shouted and tapped him again, but he didn't budge. Out of nowhere, Klaus jerked awake and gasped for air. "Oh, lord. Are you okay?" she asked as she placed a hand on his shoulder. He moved past her and went straight to the floor, searching his clothes.

"You know you talk in your sleep?" Ben asked Klaus rhetorically as though Klaus already knew.

"Oh. . ." Klaus searched his pants to drugs, "Oh. . . " he spoke again as he came out empty handed from one pocket.

"There's no point, you're out of drugs," Ben spoke as he held a book in his hand.

"Shut your piehole, Ben," Klaus hissed as Elli gave a confused look. Ben? Like, dead Ben? "Said with love," Klaus kissed his palm towards thin air as Elli saw it.

"I've got a crazy idea," Ben sighed. "Why not try starting your day with a glass of orange juice or some eggs?" he suggested as his brother made his way to the trophy cabinet.

"Can't smoke eggs," Klaus spoke as he began to search through the cabinet, placing a joint in his mouth.

"What're you looking for, Klaus?" Elli was ignored as Klaus lit his joint.

"One of these has gotta be gold-plated, right?" he spoke to himself as Elli was still confused by this who ordeal.

Is this what it looked like when she talked to Mace all the time? No wonder everyone would give her weird looks when she randomly did it.

As she tuned back out of her thoughts she heard Pogo clear his throat. "Christ on a cracker! Pogo?" Klaus asked in shock.

"My apologies, Master Klaus. I have a query for you."

"Oh?" Klaus crossed his arms.

"Items from your father's office have gone missing. In particular, an ornate box with pearl inlay," Pogo claimed.

"Really?" Klaus questions. "You don't say."

"Any idea where it went?" Pogo asked. Klaus paused for a quick second before he went back to his thoughts.

"No, no, no. No idea," he sighed. "Sorry. Drop dead," Klaus randomly said to thin air next to where Elliana sat. "Would you shut up!" he hissed once again.

"Excuse me?" Pogo asked.

"Pogo, I didn't mean you, I just. . . I. . . You know, there's been a lot of stuff I've been dealing with. Just a lot of memories coming up. All those good times. Well, not so much good times as really awful, terrible, depressing times," Klaus tried defending himself.

"The contents of that box are. . . priceless," Pogo explained. "Were they to find their way back to the office, whoever took it would be absolved of any blame or consequences."

"Oh, well, lucky bastard," Klaus nodded.

Pogo clicked his tongue. "Indeed," he sighed and left the room.

"I guessing you had something to do with the box, right?" Elli asked Klaus as he started to put on his clothes.

"May or may not," he grinned as Elli shook her head. "Hey, El?" Elli turned around to him. "Wanna play hide and seek?" Klaus grinned.

•••••

"Forty-nine, fifty," Elli finished counting and left her room.

This was the third round they were playing and they were tied. She was determined to find him in under seventy seconds so she would be claimed winner of the game. As she checked Allison room, Luther's then Diego's, but she was in no hope of finding him.

With thirty-three seconds on the clock left, she headed to Five's room. "That's so. . . touching, all that stuff about family and Dad and time. Wow!" she heard Klaus' voice and headed towards it faster.

"Would you shut up? She'll hear you," Five spoke.

"I'm moist," Klaus said.

"I told you to put on something professional," Five motioned to Klaus' outfit.

"What? This is my nicest outfit," Klaus said in his defense.

Five sighed. "We'll raid the old man's closet."

"Found you, Klaus!" Elli jumped into the doorway. "I win! Can we play again?"

"As long as I get paid," Klaus spoke then looked towards Elli. "Sorry, but, I've got to help the old one here," Klaus gestured to Five.

"Oh. Can I help too? I'm not doing anything," Elli offered her services.

"When the job is done, Klaus," Five spoke to Klaus then turned to Elli, "No."

"What why? She'll be fine," Klaus defended. "Please, I bet she hasn't left the house in forever. Have you, El?"

Elli shook her head. "Nope, not since yesterday. I don't leave the house much since Reginald doesn't let me."

Five sighed. "Fine, she can come."

"Yay!" Klaus cheered and clapped his hands as Elli gave a huge smile. "Okay, but just so we're clear on the finer details, I just gotta go into this place and pretend to be your dear old dad, correct?" Klaus made sure of as they entered the hallway.

"Yeah. Something like that," Five nodded.

"What's our cover story?" Klaus questioned.

"What? What are you talking about?" Five asked as Elli was equally confused.

Why would they need a cover story? Scratch that. What was a cover story?

"I mean, was I really young when I had you? Like, 16? Like, young and. . . terribly misguided?" Klaus offered.

"Sure," Five accepted.

"Your mother, that slut," Klaus hissed. "Whoever she was. We met at. . . the disco," Klaus chuckled. "Okay? Remember that." Elli gave Five a weird look as he just shrugged.

"Oh, my God, the sex was amazing," Klaus exaggerated.

"What a disturbing glimpse into that thing you call a brain," Five was started to head down the stairs.

"Don't make me put you in time-out," Klaus pointed to him as he grabbed his shoulder. "What about Elli? She needs a roll."

"She can just be my. . . sister or something, okay. We've got to get going," Five made his way back down the stairs.

"Wait, I have a question?" Elli brought up last minute causing Five to groan annoyingly and turn back around. "What's sex?"

Five and Klaus both gave shocked looks. "You don't know what sex is?" Five asked as Elli shook her head.

"Oh, honey," Klaus wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "we have so much to talk about."

•••••

Elli now wished she had never asked about that. The whole walk there was just. . . horrifying if she could say. She learned about everything. It was just. . . yuck, she couldn't bare. She walked into the building with wide eyes and Mace was just laughing at it.

"Like I said to your son earlier," The doctor spoke as they were now in the prosthetics building. "any information about the prosthetics we build is strictly confidential," he explained. "Without the client's consent, I simply can't help you."

"Well, we can't get consent if you don't give us a name," Five seethed as he leaned onto the table towards the man.

"Well, that's not my problem," The man named Mr. Big laces his fingers together. "Sorry. Now, there's really nothing more I can do, so—"

"And what about my consent?" Klaus suddenly asked.

"Excuse me?"

"Who gave you permission. . . to lay your hands," he pointed to Five, "on my son?"

"What?" Both Five and Mr. Big asked in confusion.

"You heard me," Klaus said.

"I didn't touch your son," Mr. Big claimed.

"Oh, really? Well, then how did he get that swollen lip, then?" Klaus asked as Mr. Big gave a confused look. 

"He doesn't have a swollen—" Klaus rapidly stood up then slapped Five straight across the face. Mr. Big and Elli gasped as they saw Five now had a bloody lip.

"I want it. Name, please. Now," Klaus demanded.

"You're crazy," Mr. Big gasped.

"You got no idea," Klaus chuckled as he picked up Mr. Bigs snow glove and read, " "Peace on Earth." That's so sweet," he slammed the now globe into his forehead and yelled in the pain as blood, water and snowflakes fell from his face. "God, that hurt!"

I'm calling secur—" Mr. Big tried to grab the phone but Klaus snatched it away from him. "What are you doing?" Big gasped in fear.

"There's been an assault in Mr. Big's office, and we need security, now. Schnell!" Klaus dropped the phone and leaned forward. "Now, here's what's gonna happen, Grant."

"It's... Lance," Lance feared.

"In about 60 seconds, two security guards are gonna burst through that door, and they're gonna see a whole lot of blood, and they're gonna wonder, "What the hell happened?" And we're gonna tell them that you. . ." Klaus started to fake cry, "beat the shit out of us."

He sighs, "You're gonna do great in prison, Grant.
Trust me, I've been there. Little piece of chicken like you. Oh, my God, you're gonna get passed around like a. . ." he starts moving his hips into a circle, "You're just... You're gonna do great. That's all I'm saying."

"Jesus, you are a real sick bastard," Lance sighed as he gave Klaus wide eyes.

"Thank you," Klaus spat out a piece of glass that was was in his mouth onto the floor.

They exited the office and headed to the front where Lance checked the files. "Oh, that's strange."

"What?" Five asked as he glared at Lance.

"Uh, the eye. It hasn't been purchased by a client yet," Lance spoke as Klaus came around to him and out an arm around his shoulder.

"What? What do you mean?" Klaus jumped off the desk and made his way towards Lance. Lance glanced at Klaus in fear as he placed an arm over his shoulder.

"Well, uh, our logs say that the eye with that serial number. . . This can't be right. It hasn't even been manufactured yet," Lance gave Five a suspicious look. "Where did you get that eye?"

Five sighed then placed his hands in his pocket and placed made his way towards the elevator.

•••••

"Well, this is not good," Five spoke as they exited the building.

"I was pretty good, though, right? "Yeah. What about my consent, bitch?" " Klays chuckled as he made Elli laugh.

"Klaus, it doesn't matter," Five admitted.

"What? What? What's the big deal with this eye, anyway?" Klaus asked as Elli nodded her head, wanting to know as well.

"There is someone out there who's going to lose an eye in the next seven days. They're gonna bring about the end of life on this Earth as we know it," Five threw both hands in the air.

"Wait. What did you just say?" Elli quickly moved over to Five with a concerned loon on her face but was ignored by the boy.

"Yeah, can I get that 20 bucks, like, now, or what?" Klaus continued.

"Your 20 bucks?" Five seethed. 

Klaus huffed. "Yeah, my 20 bucks."

"The apocalypse is coming, and all you can think about is getting high?" Five hissed as he stepped closer to Klaus.

"The what?!" Elli's eyes almost popped out of her head as she screamed.

"Well, I'm also quite hungry. Tummy's a-rumblin'," Klaus said followed by him imitating rub king noises.

"You're useless. You're all useless!" Five threw his hands in the air then sat down on the concrete steps.

"Wait," Elli sat next to him. "The apocalypse is coming?" Five sighed before nodding. "Well, why didn't you say anything?" Five was about to answer before Klaus came over and sat down on Fives left side.

"Oh, come on. You need to lighten up, old man," Klaus sighs. "Hey, you know, I've just now realized
why you're so uptight. You must be horny as hell!" Klaus laughs as Five delivers him an eyebrow lift as Elli gives a confused look.

Horny? What was horny? Maybe Mace knew about it? Or Grace and Pogo? She'll ask them about it.

"All those years by yourself. It's gotta screw with your head, being alone," Klaus nudged Fives shoulder. 

"Well. . . I wasn't alone," Five admitted as Elli and Klaus turned to him.

"Oh? Pray tell," Klaus convinced.

"Her name was Delores. We were together for over 30 years," Five fiddled with the glass eye that was in his hand.

"Thirty years? Oh, wow!" Klaus exclaimed.

"Dolores is a really nice name. She must've been really pretty, huh?" Elli asked as Five nodded with a small smile.

"God, the longest I've been with someone was. . . I don't know, three weeks," Klaus started speaking. "And that's only because I was so tired of looking for a place to sleep," Five was tired of the conversation so he spacial jumped somewhere. "He did make the most fantastic osso buco, though. It was. . ." Klaus turned to the now empty space Five was just at.

"Five?" he called out. "Where'd he go?" he asked Elli who shrugged her elbows and put her elbow on top her knee and placed her chin on the palm of her hand.

As a taxi passed by, Five peaked his head out of the window and saluted off Klaus and Elli. Elli smiled and happily waved back while Klaus gave an angry look.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, what about my money?" Klaus stood up and shouted as Five just ignored him and the that drove off. "Well," he sat back down next to Elli. "looks like it's just you and me, small one." Elli laughed at the nickname he gave her and shook her head.

"How about we get something to eat? I know you're hungry, so we can see if there's anything around here if you'd like." Elli offered.

Klaus nodded his head. "Yeah, that's a great idea," he began to stand up and so did Elli but then paused for a second and turned to her, "We don't have any money."

Elli reached into her pocket and took out twenty dollars. "I had a feeling he wouldn't pay you, so I brought money instead. But, since we're both hungry, we can use it on food," she answered. "Is that okay?"

Klaus nodded once more and grabbed her by the head, placing a kiss on her forehead. "Oh, El baby, you are the sweetest person on this planet. How do you do it?" Klaus wrapped an arm around her as they made their way down the sidewalk.

"Just being myself, Klaus," she replied with a smile. "Just being myself."