Madelina stood up and Sir Reginald yelled, "Number Seven-and-a-half!" Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore."įive glared and turned as he walked away. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable.
"Hence the reason you're not ready." He took a sip of his drink. One is like sliding along the ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and appearing as an acorn." "A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time-travel.
She always appreciated when their father was challenged, and Five seemed to be the king of doing so. Madelina was the only one who was still intrigued. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said." He stood and spatial jumped to their father's chair. You are interrupting Herr Carlson."įive's eyes narrowed. "Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. At times, she got in a stubborn mood, and she was certainly feeling stubborn.įive stabbed a knife into the table and pulled his hand away, glaring at their father.įive spoke in his normal sarcastic tone. Madelina put her fork down and pursed her lips. "Number Seven-and-a-half, it's rude not to eat your dinner." The children did as instructed and began eating. Sir Reginald looked between the eight children. Luther, Diego and Five were to the right of their father. Allison was to the right of their father, Klaus and Ben to her left. Vanya and Madelina were at the opposite end. Sir Reginald entered the room and stood at the head of the table. They stood at the designated spot, awaiting their father's arrive. The dinner bell chimed and the Hargreeves children entered the dining room in number order.