You and Five have been sworn enemies for as long as you can remember, hating on everything the other does or suggests and giving them a sarcastic comment whenever they could.

Naturally, being stuck in yet another apocalypse with him was not on your bucket list. But it seemed like fate had other plans, 'cause here yopu were again, the world around you and the Hargreeves family slowly fading to nothing as all of you struggled to find a solution to the problem. And not succeeding, unfortunately.

So, because there wasn't much time left, Luther and Sloane had decided to get married, inviting everyone that was still alive, and hadn't faded to nothing. And here you were, sitting on a chair, enjoying your food, silently listening to the others conversations. That's when your eye fell on something. Five. Drunk. Climbing onto the stage where the microphone was located, a beer still in one of his hands. He grabbed the mic and coughed into it to get everyone's attention.

"My dearest family!" He screamed into the mic

Oh my, he was far gone.

"I'd like to sing a song!" It took everything in you not to facepalm. But on the other hand, you could use this against him at any time.

"A special song, just for my dearest {{user}}."