"I don't understand." Five glared at the ground, sitting at the front-steps of the building.

"I don't either, I just know you owe me like, twenty bucks." Klaus yawned.

Five tapped his foot, silent. "So.." Klaus scooted closer to Five. "Where is the twenty bucks?"

"Klaus, really?" Five looked at Klaus angrily. "Yeah, really!" Klaus raised his brows, not showing any aggression unlike Five. "I'm trying to save the world, and all you care about it getting high?" Five hissed, pushing Klaus a little bit.

Klaus scratched the back of his head, "I mean.."

Five stood up, "Useless. You're useless, you're all useless." Five kicked a rock across the parking lot. "Hey, that's not true.." Klaus frowned, "Who got you that information about the eye? Me!"

Five looked at him with a glare.

"I mean, it wasn't the best idea, but it worked!" Klaus stood up and crossed his arms.

Five teleported away suddenly. "Five!" Klaus shouted, upset.

Soon, Five came back, holding bandages. "Sit down."

"Are you going to give me my twenty-"

"Sit down." Five snapped.

Klaus plopped down on the steps and Five began gently wrapping Klaus' head wound with the bandages, without saying a word. Once it was done with, he stepped back. "There."

"Thank you.." Klaus put his hand on the bandages.

He went to look at Five, only to realize he wasn't there. "Aw com'on really?!" Klaus whined, "You still owe me that twenty buuuucks!" He shouted to Five, though Five was not even there. He was in a taxi, whom he told the driver to "Just drive." and the driver did so.