(AUTHOR'S NOTE)

Hey! Hey you, yes you! If you're binge-reading this series, this is a good time to stop reading for at least a second. What time is it? Is it late? If so, you might want to get some sleep! Have you been drinking water? Make sure to drink some! Get up for a moment, take a nice stretch and/or a walk around the room or house. Maybe walk to your kitchen and get a snack?

Anyway, if you're done with all that...
You can now continue this story, unless it's late; then go to bed! You need your sleep!
Why? Because the Hargreaves say so! Now go! Sleep. :)

~ VarianLeAlchimiste

Five was concerned.
Surprisingly, not about the dreams this time.

He had been waiting for Vanya to wake up for the past hour. She was an early bird, but she seemed to be sleeping late today. Five sighed and leaned back on the couch, watching the TV. She'd have to wake up soon, whether she liked it or not. Five couldn't let her be late to work.

"Filming Live from the Aquarium de Paris, a well-known, famous goldfish to the aquarium has been stolen from its' tank and visitors and employees alike are not liking it one bit.

It seems like the tank was infiltrated in a way that spilled little water and a way that couldn't get caught on the security cameras. Investigators are looking into the situation, but until then, the famous goldfish Aquarium de Paris once knew and its' location is unknown.

Back to you."

Who just steals a goldfish?
Five shook his head. Whatever.

Five stood out of the couch, tapped the remote's power button and then noticed Vanya walking downstairs. "There you are. I thought you'd sleep all day, Vanya." Five laughed. Vanya looked up, there was...fear in her eyes. "Vanya?" Five asked in a soft voice.

"I had a dream." She said quickly.
"I didn't like it." Her voice cracked.

"What? You did? What was it about?" Five asked, sitting down on the arm of the couch. She looked down and said quietly, "Death." Five flinched at the answer. "What?"

"Death." She repeated. "Everything was on fire, everyone was dead, the world smelt like smoke and death." Vanya explained. "I didn't like it." Vanya's voice cracked again.

Vanya walked off, "I'm getting ready for work..." She yawned.

Five was almost disturbed by the answer he had just received about the dream. Death? Fire? Smoke? It sounded like an apocalypse the way she described it.

Five shook his head, needing to get ready for work too.

It was late at night, Five had a habit of staying awake later than everyone else, despite early birding it like Vanya did. Five was ready to head to bed at this point, when he heard Klaus scream, loudly. "What the heck?!" Five jumped. He quickly headed downstairs, Vanya soon following afterwards. "You heard him too?" Five asked her, his breath hitching. "Y-Yes?!" Vanya said, scared for Klaus. It seemed like almost everyone was at Klaus' door by the time Five and Vanya arrived. "Klaus, is everything okay in there?!" Five knocked on the door hardly.

Soon, a half-dressed, terrified Klaus, opened the door and practically tripped out of it. Turning around, Klaus slammed the door and took a sharp gasp. "Ben. is. in. my. room." He said, forcefully calm. "What?" Five raised a brow. Dead brother, Ben?

"BEN. IS. IN. MY. ROOM." Klaus repeated, eyes wide and bloodshot.

"You're tripping... Ben's been dead for a while, go back to sleep." Diego growled. "I KNOW what I saw Diego! And I saw Ben!" Klaus shouted. "Voice, lower. Thank you." Five flinched. "Sorry. But seriously, I'm not joking or anything. Ben is in my room, he's by the window looking outside. Come look!" Klaus opened the door and showed them.

...There was nothing there.
"I'm going to bed, goodnight." Diego left. "Diego, no! Please! Do you not see him?!" Klaus panicked. "Go back to bed, you idiot!" Diego snapped at him, not stopping.

Five frowned. He wanted to believe Klaus, really he did, but he just couldn't... Ben had been dead and there was no way that Ben could be there.

That's when Five realized it.
The dream.

The dream.

"Hey; I know this is gonna sound stupid but, I had a weird dream and I...wanted to know if I could hang out with you until I feel comfortable to go back to bed?" He asked.

Five raised a brow. "Dream?"
Weird dreams...

Did Five and Klaus have something in common, dream-wise?

"Right, that's fine." Five headed off back to his bed and sat down. Klaus plopped down on a beanbag and then looked down at the floor, an occasional sigh escaping his mouth. "So, if it's not too much trouble, what was that dream about anyway?" Five finally asked him.

"Uh, ghosts. Lots of'em, just like, crawling out of the ground, the walls, everywhere." Klaus explained. "Oh." Five blinked. That wasn't like his dream...

Crap.