Five had no clue where his uniforms were. Which sucked because no one had bothered to get him clothes yet so he had to search for something else- and somehow Vanya's old uniform fit him. Which he didn't seem to care about, considering he rather enjoyed the skirt on him and it was familiar, but different. He hummed a little and nodded at the mirror, perfect, before walking downstairs and nearly bumping into Klaus. He huffed. "Morning."
Had this been one of Five’s other siblings, things might have gone a little differently. At the very least, Five would have gotten some weird looks from the rest of the family. Klaus, however, isn’t exactly traditional in the sense of attire. As it is, the taller of the two looks down at this brother.
“Well, good morning, Sleeping Beauty… Nice skirt.” A quick nod of his head in approval.