Slices of Life and Family

by bluefrostyy

PART 3 of The life of Sebastian Pines! (Read that first, I doubt you'll understand what's going on) The story follows Seb's life after Gravity Falls. Bill was defeated, but the Pines family still have thousands of adventures together. Old characters will come back, new characters will make an appearance, all to accompany Seb through his journey as a human (Cowritten with Mizuuma)

2. Bad,worse &worst,but then not so much

Hi guys! We're back with the second chapter of part 3!

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Sebastian kissed Wanda passionately. The two were cuddling on the sofa after another long day of work. Wanda's feet hurt so she had kicked her shoes off as soon as she got home. Seb massaged them for her earlier, and the soft, pleased moans his girlfriend let out had gotten the two of them in the mood again. So here they were, lips locked and hands roaming over every curve of the other's body. Seb was almost hungry in his kisses, breathing in Wanda's panting gasps and sliding his hands under her shirt to rub against her belly.

"S-Seb…" Wanda moaned into him. Sebastian kissed her harder, pressing, moaning, and losing himself to the sensations. Wanda let out a gasp, this time, in pain. "S-Seb! W-wait! Too hard!" She struggled but Sebastian didn't hear her as he pressed his weight against her stomach, too lost in the blood pumping through him. "Seb! Ow! You're too heavy!" Wanda cried out and Seb realized he was leaning against her belly. Seb meant to stop, he meant to pull away and apologize.

Instead, he stared in horror as his hand caught fire.

Wanda SCREAMED.

Seb tried to pull his hand away but it didn't help. The fire engulfed Wanda, her screams rising in volume. Seb screamed as well, looking around wildly for anything he could use to put out the fire. He couldn't find anything. He could only watch in horror as Wanda screamed and burned.

Faintly, Seb thought he could hear two other voices screaming alongside her…

"NOOOOO!" Sebastian shot up in bed, shivering and crying. He gasped and looked around the dark bedroom. He turned and saw Wanda sleeping peacefully beside him. She was fine. She was safe. She wasn't…

...wasn't…

...she wasn't safe. Not from HIM.

Seb got out of bed, tripping over himself as he stumbled to put himself as far away from her as he could until his back touched the wall. Wanda wasn't safe. The babies weren't safe. Because Sebastian was here and he was AWFUL and… dangerous and he was going to hurt them. He just KNEW he was going to hurt them all. Because he ALWAYS hurt the people he loved most. Always. A failure. A stupid idiotic MONSTER.

He sobbed and covered his head with his arms, his body shaking hard. No, no, no, he was sorry, he was so sorry, he didn't mean to! He didn't want to hurt them! Please! -But he was going to hurt them, because he was stupid, useless, horrible, disgusting, he could only harm others, he could only make them suffer- He was sorry, he was sorry- He couldn't breathe, he deserved it-He deserved to suffer, he couldn't breathe! , he was horrible, he was going to hurt Wanda, he was going to hurt his daughters!

He locked himself in the bathroom and threw up, his legs trembling like jelly under him. The image of Wanda screaming because of him kept coming back, on fire, hurting, in pain, his fault, he did that to her, and the thought made him empty his stomach until he was only puking bile.

He started sobbing as quietly as he could. Wanda was sleeping, he was going to wake her up and that would make everything worse, he couldn't even keep her sleeping peacefully, how horrible he was, why was she even with him, he should die, and hurt, like he had hurt EVERYONE!

Wanda woke up to the noises coming from the bathroom. It took her sleepy mind a while to realize Seb wasn't next to her and the sounds were his .

She slowly stood up from bed, groaning at the weight of her belly, and walked over to the bathroom. "Seb… what're you…" She opened the door and stared in shock at the scene before her. Seb was sobbing to himself, digging his nails into his arm. She could see the deep scratches, the wounds were already bleeding. He was trying and failing to stifle his sobbing. A razor was discarded on the ground near him, looking like he had thought of using it but had thrown it away to begin clawing at himself instead.

"Seb! What's wrong?! What happened?!" She screamed loudly, the sight of blood on him and the distinct smell of vomit was making her already sensitive stomach want to throw up too.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I-I didn't want to wake you up…I'm sorry...Please don't get closer…" The man sobbed from his spot on the floor.

"Are you kidding me?!" Wanda cried, shaking her head furiously. "What, WHY?! Why WOULD YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?!" Wanda screamed, tears immediately welling up in her eyes. "How long have you been doing this?! TELL ME!" She screamed, making Seb curl up on himself even more, crying even louder. Wanda was going to leave him, he fucked up, he fucked up, he fucked up-

He felt Wanda shuffle over and pat his head, since she couldn't bend down far enough to hug him. "Seb, oh my god I have to call an ambulance…" Sebastian shook his head. "N-no! I don't need-"

"The HELL you don't! What on earth possessed you to do this to yourself?!" Wanda blinked away her tears. She couldn't break down right now, not when Sebastian was clearly hurting and needed her. Her heart clenched. The last time Sebastian had broken down and did something like this was when he'd stolen his roommate's gun and disappeared for years and years. She wasn't going to let that happen again. Not when she finally had him BACK. "Come on, get up, I need to clean and bandage you…" He didn't want an ambulance, the wounds weren't THAT deep...

Seb just sobbed and shook his head. Wanda glared. "Get up, and don't you even THINK about disappearing on me again or I will HUNT you down!" She nudged him the best she could until he finally, slowly, got up, after a loud "GET UP NOW!" Seb was sniffling and flinching away. "You're not going to run away again… are you?" Wanda asked softly once Seb was standing. She noticed him flinch away from her, keeping his hands behind his back.

Seb didn't reply, just kept staring down at the floor. He wasn't wearing his eyepatch, so his empty scarred socket was visible. Wanda pushed him down on the toilet lid to sit him down and searched in a cabinet for antiseptic and gauzes. One of the twins kicked softly, as if feeling her worry. She couldn't blame them, she bet the girls would be super worried as well.

"What happened?" Wanda asked as she placed the medical items on her belly, hey if it was gonna be there, she might as well use it as a table. She reached to tug at Seb's arm, to try and bring it out front so she could clean it but Seb just shook his head and whimpered. "Don't touch me! Don't touch me!" Seb sobbed trying to push her away from him without the use of his arms while also remembering that he had to be careful because he didn't want to hurt her, because he will, someday he was going to hurt her and he was just going to kill himself because he couldn't live with the thought that he hurt the woman he loved most.

Wanda frowned and stood up. She wasn't going to fight. Seb watched her leave the bathroom and he started crying again. "I'm sorry! Please come back!" He curled up and screamed, hands flickering with flames he didn't want to see. After a while, he looked up when he saw two men entering the bathroom, dressed in a light green uniform. "Dude, you're worrying your wife, man." The paramedic put his stuff on the floor. "She's pregnant. You shouldn't stress her out like that."

"Will you let us help you? We just want to talk." They got cases of self harm pretty often, but cases of adults doing it, especially grown up men, were a little rarer. "Get out of my house…" Seb growled menacingly. One of the paramedics held up his hands and spoke in a calm, soothing tone. "It's alright. We're just here to help. You really scared your wife. She just wants to make sure you're okay."

"...We're not married…" Seb mumbled, shifting to pull his legs up to his chest. "What?" One of the men blinked. He didn't quite catch what the crying man was saying. "We're not married, she would never marry me, I don't deserve it, I'm just going to hurt her."

"I'm sure that's not the case. She clearly worries about you. She's outside the bathroom right now, she just wants to make sure your wounds get treated." The man continued to speak calmly. Seb looked up to see Wanda's worried, tear stained face in the doorway behind the men. He felt like crying all over again. He made Wanda cry. He didn't mean to… he just… couldn't…

One of the paramedics winced when he saw Seb's empty eye socket. At least that wound looked old. "Come on sir, please. We just want to help."

"No! No!" He couldn't, he would never be ok, because he was a monster and he'll always know he was a horrible monster that hurt those he loved! He looked at the door with a blurry eye and it was slammed shut, leaving Wanda outside. He grabbed the discarded razor and passed it through his forearm with a manic grin. The men's eyes widened. "Haha, fix that…" Seb laughed bitterly. His arm was immediately bleeding hard.

Wanda growled when the door was closed. Dammit! He was using his powers! Not fair! She heard shouting and things dropping to the floor, Seb was screaming, the paramedics were trying very hard to stay calm apparently but she winced when one shouted. "FUCK! He bit me! Holy shit!"

And then...silence. None of them were shouting or cursing. Were they...ok? She was going to try to open the door once again when one of the paramedics opened it, making her jump. He was disheveled and was wrapping a bandage around his OWN arm, but otherwise he seemed ok. "We managed to clean and wrap his wounds with bandages...We had to knock him out though, he refused treatment…" Wanda gaped in disbelief as the other man came out easily carrying a limp Seb and practically flung him onto their bed.

"Miss Wanda...Does he have any...medical conditions?" Wanda shook her head. "N-No...I-I don't understand your question…"

The man sighed. "You see...self harm is sign of some mental problems to begin with, and his behavior, you know, it didn't feel right either...He cut himself in front of us, he laughed . I-I was just wondering if he's following any treatment or therapy?"

Wanda gaped before sniffling and shaking her head. She hugged her swollen stomach. "N-No…" She didn't know this was still happening...How could she have been so blind?! Again?! At this age?! Seb never wore short sleeves, and the scars, they didn't look exactly old… "H-He… back when we were teenagers… I think he went through a depressive state, he was under a lot of stress and he ran away and disappeared for years. I only just found him again…"

Wanda winced. "I thought he'd gotten over it…"

"Well, um, this might just be some advice, but I think your boyfriend needs some serious therapy. Especially if you're gonna have kids." One of the paramedics, the one with the bandaged arm, told her. Wanda nodded. "R-right. I'm so sorry that you-" The man waved her off. "Don't worry, I'd had to deal with panicked people before. Fight or flight kinda thing." He shrugged. "Not even the first time I've been bit. Though I'm gonna go and get my arm checked out anyway, his teeth are damn sharp."

Wanda wiped a tear from her eye and managed a small smile. "Yeah, alway have been…I-I going to make him see someone...but WE are fine, he would never hurt me."

The paramedics sighed. "We don't doubt it...but please speak with a specialist...because he's sure he will... Have a good night, and be careful..." The two men bid their farewells and Wanda stared at them until they left. She made her way back into bed, panting (god, these kids and their dad were going to kill her), and slowly laid down again, staring at Seb's sleeping face. She sniffled and put her forehead against his. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…" She whimpered. "I promise everything will be alright…" Wanda kissed his tear streaked cheek. This was her fault, she should have noticed. A glance at his arms showed the stark white bandages.

How long had he been hurting himself? Why hadn't she noticed? This was just like before, where she would just go about asking Seb for things while never realizing how much he was hurting inside. Because he never told her. He never wanted to bother them with his own problems. Well, not anymore. Wanda was going to find Sebastian a therapist. She cared for him and she could help now. He was going to get better. He HAD to. Wanda wouldn't let him try to run away again. Not this time.

She wouldn't fail him again.

-.-

Seb refused to talk about what happened last night, and it was pissing Wanda off. He woke up earlier than her, wearing once again a long sleeved shirt and Wanda (exhausted from her pregnancy and the scare the night before) only woke up when the delicious smell of breakfast reached her.

"I'm sorry I scared you, I'm fine!" Was the only thing he said when the blonde confronted him about it. "Now eat because you're going to be late for work!" He didn't ask for a kiss nor tried to give her one, he was actually avoiding touching her.

"Sebas, I am not going today, we need to talk, like, now." This was something serious. Work could wait for now. Sebastian's mental health was in danger! She knew what would happen if she didn't address this now.

(An empty apartment, a shaky note and a missing gun)

"Talk? About what?" She didn't know if he was acting dumb or if he was actually that dumb. "Oh, by the way, if we're talking, I'm going to make the girls some blankets, what colors should they be? I was thinking blue and green!" Seb said cheerfully. Wanda narrowed her eyes at him. "You're getting a therapist."

"W-what? I'm not crazy!" Seb protested. Wanda raised an eyebrow. Seb wilted. "Well, I'm crazy but… but… I don't need-"

"Like HELL you don't." Wanda hissed. "You!" She poked him in the chest. "Are! Getting! A! Therapist!" Wanda sighed. "It'll make you feel better, it'll help you!"

"Feel better about what?! I don't have anything to feel better for because I'm fine !" Seb narrowed his eye as well. "Listen, I'm sorry, I just had a bad night, that's all! I'm fine! I'm fine! I'm fine! I was sad before because I wasn't with you, but now we're together!"

"We were together!" Wanda sobbed. "And then you left for 20 years! Are you seriously planning to repeat that?!"

"I won't. I won't. I won't leave you, I'm not leaving you or the babies, I promise, I promise!" Seb turned off the kitchen stove. He walked towards her but stopped himself before touching her, then he hid his hands behind his back. "I swear I'm fine…" He smiled shakily. "If-If you aren't going to work, then we can see what else we'll need for the girls before I have classes, okay?"

And just like that, Seb had changed the topic, and went to skip around the kitchen to finish breakfast. Wanda sighed and put a hand over her belly. The words of the paramedic kept ringing in her mind. Seb needed help...and the babies were coming...What could even happen once they were born and Seb was still...She knew he would never hurt them but...It was scary, all this was really scary…

She called in sick at work that day and when Seb was gone for his classes (she was glad he was at least still determined to get his certificate. He also said he was starting a course but she couldn't remember the name that well at the moment, she had more important things to worry about), she pulled out her phone and called. "Yes? Who's this?" a gruff voice answered.

"Hi, Stanley, it's Wanda...Is this a bad time?"

"Well, yeah, haha, I'm in the middle of a training, but for you dear, any time." Wanda didn't have the energy to roll her eyes fondly. "Stan...did you know Sebastian self-harms?" Stan sucked in a breath and groaned. "Ah… shit…" He saw some of the other guys on the team turn to look at him. "Hang on…" He left the room and found a closet to hide in, didn't want the others overhearing this private conversation.

"Wanda, something happened, didn't it." It wasn't even a question. He knew something went wrong. The blonde broke down crying once again. "Last night...He-He was in the bathroom...his arms were bleeding and I had to call the paramedics to help me treat his-his wounds…"

"Where's my brother now?" Stan asked with a tired voice. "In-in class...He-He hasn't really talked to me about what happened...he's also avoiding me and he doesn't want to touch me…" That was something that was really hurting her. She wanted to hug him, and she needed a hug, but Seb wasn't there to provide and receive said hug.

Stan mumbled a curse under his breath, massaging his eyes. "I...I didn't know but...I had my suspicions...it-it is kinda obvious, to be honest...He's always doing that...thing with his wrists, he rubs them when he's upset or scared…" And Sebastian had been biting himself ever since they were children. Stan wanted to punch his brother, which probably wouldn't help the situation at all.

"I don't know what to do, Stanley, he doesn't want help, he refuses to see a therapist!" Wanda sobbed. Stan ran a hand through his now short hair. Forced to cut it, goodbye cool adventurer look. "Sebastian is stubborn when he doesn't want to listen…" Stan rolled his eyes. "He's like Stanford, once they're set on something, only something really bad would make them change their minds."

"Then what do I do?! The-the twins are almost 5 months, and-and Seb is...not well…" Wanda wasn't afraid of him, she knew he would never hurt her. But if the kids ever saw his scars, or worse, saw him hurting himself… Wanda couldn't let them go through that. "What should I do? How do I get him the help he NEEDS?" She asked. Stan sighed. "You know, I really want to put both Seb and Ford through therapy. They need it." He leaned his back against the wall of the closet. "But they're both idiots who refuse to realize they need it. Ford for whatever the heck he went through with that triangle fucker in his dreams, and Seb with...well, kinda the same thing. Except worse, since he also had our pa being a fucking asshole to him all our lives on top of being thrown out into the streets…" Damn, his triplets were fucked up. Frankly, Stan was surprised he turned out as well as he did.

Or maybe he was also fucked up but he didn't know? Well, he didn't matter, his brothers were depriving themselves of sleep and cutting themselves right now, dammit! "You should try insisting 'bout therapy, Sebastian LOVES you, I'm sure he'll listen to you more than he will ever do for me or Ford, or heck, even Shermie." Stan told her. Wanda sniffled and thought about it. Asking Sebastian didn't seem to help. But maybe… Wanda frowned, determined. "Alright. I think there's something I can do…" She didn't like it, and Sebastian certainly wouldn't like it either. But… this was for his own good…

Wanda had planned to threaten to leave him if Sebastian didn't go to therapy. It was mean, manipulative and horrible, but if that was what it would take to help him… she was willing to do it. Luckily, or unluckily, that situation never came up. Wanda could never bring herself to do it. Seb was so sweet and he was extra attentive, even if he still avoided touching her, he was now pecking her lips, but avoided touching her for more than four seconds at a time. He bought her candy and every junk food she was hungry for at the moment she voiced wanting it and he never complained. "You must eat! The babies want food! That means they're growing up!" He declared.

Aside from that, life was getting busy, Ford's Research Center was finally finished. Their faces were everywhere and all the news channels were reporting the event, with the two lead scientists, Sixer and Fiddleford, behind it, getting interviewed and just getting their fame skyrocketed into the stratosphere. Sebastian was so proud of his brother and he was so happy… Wanda couldn't bring herself to do it. So she went about life as usual, going to work and coming home to Sebastian doting on her hand and foot. Wanda just didn't know what to do.

Seb SEEMED alright now, she had been paying attention to him more closely and he hadn't hurt himself again, he acted like he didn't even remember what happened. He moved on, but Wanda didn't want to move on, because ignoring this was only going to make it ten times worse. Because sooner or later, Seb was going to break once again and it was going to hit them hard. To make it worse, their daughters might be born by then. She was thinking about their safety as well...

Mabel called them one day, telling them that she had knitted like, "Thousands of onesies!", and little cute mittens, hats and socks for her new cousins. "Auntie Wanda! We HAVE to make a baby shower!" Wanda couldn't help but smile at that, Mabel was such a sweetheart. "Do we?"

"OF COURSE! It's gonna be HUGE! With all our family! And you invite ALL your friends too, to get THOUSANDS of presents!" She squealed. "I'm already searching for a place to host it! It could be in Gravity Falls! Dipper wants to take Dad there to prove there were monsters there, but Dad still doesn't believe us."

"I'd appreciate if it was in Gravity falls!" Dipper's voice was heard in the background, which made Seb and Wanda laugh. "But don't worry, baby showers are like, done in the 8th month, so we still have lots of time to plan the BABY PARTY!" Mabel screamed into the phone. "That sounds AMAZING, SHOOTING STAR!" Seb exclaimed. "When Zoe and Zully are...7 months along, we will call you to see how the master of party planners is doing~" Mabel laughed, screaming about how excited she was.

"You know what Sixer told me? When everyone in town found out Wanda was pregnant, they all wanted to give us something! Isn't that so cool?! And, Ford told me that Glasses wants to build a rocket powered diaper change table. With a tank cannon." Seb giggled. "Woah, whaaaa?" Dipper joined in the call. "Well...At least his memory is fine now? Right? It IS fine now, right?" Dipper asked sheepishly.

"Mr. McGucket is cray cray~" Mabel laughed. "And you WILL accept it! That would make the girls look SO cool!"

"Yes, Pinetree, his memory is healed now, and nooo, Shooting Star! Of course not!" Seb laughed. "Fortunately, Fordsie and the new group of scientists working at the center managed to talk him out of it...He...seems to still be very fond of building dangerous things…"

"Oh! Oh! Have you told aunt Wanda about that time when the Gobblewonker-"

Wanda was trying to listen to her niece, she really was, but she was more focused on rubbing Seb's hand. He was finally letting her touch his hands again, after what seemed like an eternity. He was smiling brightly, and she suddenly wondered if his smiles were all fake. How long had he been hiding his pain? How long had he been fake smiling for someone else's sake?

It wasn't fair, and she had allowed this to happen for so long…

-.-

But, things weren't always that bad. Sometimes, the unexpected brought good. Wanda turned 5 months pregnant, with all the joys that came with it, while Seb was at home, pacing in front of his unstarted dress. "I can't believe she wants this dress for a wedding as a GUEST. This. Color. Is. Not. For. A. Wedding!" He took a deep breath. "Ok, alright, whatever, I'm getting paid for this, it's not my problem..." Seb trailed off, thinking about how his client will be stared at, people will judge her dress and then judge him for making it. "No, it's my problem! It IS my problem!" He quickly grabbed his phone to call his client with awful taste. Sure, there was wanting to stand out (as rude as that would be to the actual bride who was supposed to be the most stand out one at the wedding), but… BLED?!

The woman picked up but before Seb could order her to come to his house right now, there was an urgent knock on the door. "Miss, hi, we need to talk about your dress!" Seb walked over to the door to open it, and behind it, was Dillon, a very distressed Dillon.

…

"Miss, eh, I can't talk right now? SORRY! Please call me later." Seb hung up and stared at his oldest nephew. "Yellow, how are you her-Wow! Dillon? Are you ok?" The blond-brunette asked softly when he noticed Dillon actually crying, crouching to hug him better.

"Can I live here forever?" The young teen sobbed, wiping his tears on Seb's vest and making him grimace slightly. "Sorry, kid, but you have your parents...What's wrong?" He picked him up to carry him inside. Dillon let out a broken sob. "I-I heard-my-my mom...on the phone…"

"I can't understand you if you are crying like that."

Dillon took a deep breath. "My-My mom was...telling someone...that-that she's pregnant…"

Seb's brain made a short circuit. It went blank for a second as Dillon sobbed into his chest.

Carla...Carla? Carla as in Stan's fiancée? And...She was pregnant? Pregnant like...Wanda pregnant? WAIT.

"Your mom's pregnant?!" Dillon glared softly. "Didn't you hear me sob it at you?!" The boy sniffled. Seb smiled wide though. Fez was having another baby?! Oh Circles that was AMAZING! "Dillon, you're gonna be a big brother!" Seb laughed and hugged him. Dillon pushed him away. "Well, now you have to adopt me! Because-because dad is going to kick me out!"

"...What?" Seb froze, not understanding the leap in logic there.

"Dad won't love me anymore when-when that ugly baby's born! Mom won't love me anymore because, because she'll raise a baby with dad and she won't care about me!" The child's brown eyes were still spilling heavy tears, actually thinking he was being replaced. Seb's look softened "Hey...that's not true~ I know how you feel, Dillon, but I swear it's not true~" At the sad pout his nephew was making, Seb hummed.

"If you are so worried, then do you want me to call and threaten him~?" Dillon nodded and snuggled closer to his uncle. Seb called Stan this time and waited.

"Hey, Fez~" "SEBASTIAN! WE DON'T KNOW WHERE DILLON IS!"

"Oh, he's with me at my place."

"What. How?! Tell him he's SO GROUNDED!" Stan roared.

"Ok, but first!" Seb smiled at Dillon and nodded reassuringly. "You BETTER love my godson the same when the baby is born!"

Stan stopped. What? "When...your kids are born?" What did they have to do with Dillon?

"No, when YOURS is born! Congratulations by the way! Our babies will be almost the same age! GASP! Triplet cousins!" Seb got distracted and squealed.

Stan's brain made a short circuit. "Um...I-I don't understand?" "Carla, you idiot! Carla's pregnant! Dillon told me he heard her-"

"Carla is what?!" …Stan's mind went black as he dropped unconscious to the ground, Seb and Dillon heard a thud when he fell.

-.-

"You know, guys, I think we're pretty good at making kids on the first tries, we should all drink and celebrate!" Shermie smiled adorkably in their group facetime, as Seb and Stan deadpanned.

The news flew fast, and not only around the family, the actual news somehow learnt Carla was pregnant and professional player Stanley Pines, who had made his comeback last year, was waiting for a second child.

Stan had been so offended to learn his fianceé was pregnant from his brother and not from her! Carla was very sheepish about it all, apologizing and saying she just wanted to be 100% sure the fetus made it through the first months… Stanley easily forgave her. She was pregnant! They were going to have a son or daughter! Dillon was returned home and grounded for leaving like that, asking their poor driver to take him to Pennsylvania! The kid had balls! Now Stan had to pay the man for that! Thanks, Dillon!

Dillon didn't speak more about the topic, not when his family was so excited (Granny Kari wanted the parasite to be a girl like Uncle Seb's twins), not when his parents, after the initial upset for not knowing, were SO happy...He couldn't be more of a bother…

"Well, I'm very happy for you two." Ford nodded at his brother, calmly sipping his elixir of life, coffee. "Well, now you need to have kids to catch up to the rest of us!" Seb teased. Ford choked on said elixir of life.

-.-

It was a quite late afternoon, the sky was darkening pretty soon and Wanda was reading a book, with Seb napping just next to her. He was scared of leaning on her belly so he had stopped doing it. If only she knew what actually happened in that nightmare, she could help, but NOPE! He was still saying he was fine when he clearly wasn't.

Zully and Zoe, feeling like big kids now that they were almost six months old in the womb, were getting restless without a snack and one of them, Wanda bet it was Zully, kicked her to get food. Well, to be fair to the girls, eating something sounded amazing right now~

"Honey...Sebas…" Wanda felt horrible for waking him up, if she could, she would stand up, but it had been hard work to sit down in the first place. Aaanndd if she tried to stand up she'd want to pee and-god, she hated being pregnant. If her daughters weren't the result, she would have sterilized herself years ago.

Seb sleepily rubbed against her arm. "Hhmm…" God, she was an asshole, he looked so cute~ "We're hungry, Sebas…" She pouted. Seb opened his eye very slowly and narrowed it at Wanda. "...Um...Now?" He asked with a hoarse but whiny voice. Wanda nodded, pouting at him. Seb laughed lightly. "Alright, what do you want for lunch?" He glanced at the clock. "Early dinner?"

"Roast chicken! With olives! And some more of those pickles we got from the supermarket!" Wanda said quickly. Seb nodded. "Alright, one chicken feast coming right up!" He wobbled off, still a little stiff from waking up.

"Oh and Sebas?"

"Yeah?" He planned to buy ice cream, some good dessert after chicken! The babies needed to learn to love ice cream! Wanda smiled. "I love you, thank you...from the three of us."

Seb's eye widened a bit before he smiled. It was really nothing, it was actually his job to get the food. But he felt all warm inside when she smiled at him. "You're welcome, I'd do this anytime." He returned to the couch to give Wanda a kiss. "And I love you three." Wanda grabbed his hand and put it on her belly, making Seb jerk it away as if it burnt him. "I-I'm going out now! It will get late!" He quickly ran to his car. He didn't trust himself with touching the twins yet... Just, he needed a bit more time…

Wanda sighed when the door closed. She really needed to find a therapist for him. She already had a list of names, different people that she was hoping to meet and get Sebastian to meet, see if he liked any of them. Maybe she should find some more options, you were never too sure. She reached for her laptop with a lot of effort and put it on her stomach. "Girls, you make an excellent portable but heavy table…" Wanda laughed.

Seb sometimes hated himself. Oh well, a lot of times, but right now, he could swear a car was following him and his paranoid self was making him PANIC! It was so dumb, cars drove! They weren't following you! But his dumb brain wasn't understanding the message.

He parked at the grocery store downtown, they sold a great roast chicken there, and got out of his car. The car 'following him' parked a few lots away. "It's ok...they just want roast chicken as well…" He mumbled to himself. He just needed to walk and get to the door, a far far away door, and he'd be safe.

Halfway there, when he was already chanting 'victory', he felt someone grab his arm from behind, pointing him in the back with something. His experience and common sense told him him it was a gun just covered by the pocket it was in. "Move."

"Now? I-I gotta get food for my girlfriend, dude…" Seb complained as he was forced to walk away from the door. Huh, he REALLY hated himself. He KNEW he was being followed! But he didn't do anything! How dumb, dammit.

He was taken to the car parked just almost next to his and a bag was put over his head. "Are you seriously kidnapping me?!" The bag smelled funny… Seb closed his eye.

And then, he woke up. Tied up to a chair. It spoke a lot about how his life had gone up to this point that he wasn't even surprised, more of an annoyance. "Hey! Kidnappers! I'd love to play this all you want but I need to go back! So let me go, and we won't have problems!"

A young man with an older man appeared out of nowhere and glared at him. "SHUT UP!" The younger one shouted before slapping him. What a rude kid. Seb turned back to face them, entirely unimpressed. "Really? Just hitting me without even making a threat first? An eager little newbie, huh?" Seb drawled. The kid seemed quite offended and reared back to slap him again but the older man grabbed his hand.

"Don't fall for such obvious bait." The older man grunted. The younger man sneered but stepped back. "Just wait for our boss to get here, stupid!" He smirked, trying to look superior while Seb yawned. "Right. Sure." Seb rolled his eye. Ugh, did he seriously wake up for this?

The two strangers turned away from him and began speaking to each other in rapid Spanish.

"¿Seguro que es él?" "Claro, ¡es idéntico a él!" "Bueno, tienes razón...Son trillizos después de todo, de seguro pagará bien por la seguridad de su hermanito…" "¡Al jefe le va a encantar todo el dinero que le vamos a sacar! ¡Jajajaja!"

As they spoke, Seb burned his ropes away quietly and discreetly before he saw his chance and leaped up at them, taking down the older man first. An extra pair of arms erupted from his sides and he snarled as he flung the man against the far wall. The kid screamed in terror at the sight of the second pair of arms. A demon! Seb turned to glare at the younger kid.

No one was kidnapping him while he had his GIRLFRIEND and CHILDREN relying on him to get them dinner! His pregnant girlfriend wanted her chicken and pickles and by DAMN he was getting her those chicken and pickles!

It was as he was lifting the younger man into the air, grinning at the terrified look on his face, that the older man (who was coughing a few yards away) gasped, "Boss!"

Seb turned to look around at where the kid was looking at before throwing the kid towards the older man, making both groan. "RICO?!"

The Colombian man was looking at him up and down, before he exclaimed. "¡NO JODAS! JAJAJAJA ¡GRINGO!"

Seb's extra arms were absorbed into his torso once again before walking towards his old partner in crime. "Hi! It's...been a while, huh? The closest I was to you was that time with the pug puppies, did everything go fine?"

"Perfect, thanks for the help, actually, you received your payment no?" Rico raised an eyebrow. Seb nodded and rubbed the back of his head. "It's nice to see you again, i guess...but, why did you kidnap me?"

Rico stopped. "I was going to ask you what were you doing here!" Seb frowned. "You didn't ask those two to kidnap me at the supermarket to make my brother pay for a rescue?" Rico shook his head, really confused. The Colombian man stomped towards his men and screamed. "GET UP!" The two obeyed, albeit in pain, and Rico sneered at them. "Explain."

"Uh-Uh...It was his idea!" The kid cried before kneeling to kiss his boss' hand. Seb laughed. How pathetic. "A-A group of us-we-we thought we could make a-a simple kidnapping to-to a Pines to get Stan-Stanley Pines to pay for ransom...Um, ever since he came back-"

Rico raised a hand to make him stop and the kid shut up. "Listen here you piece of shit. You don't get to plan things, I do. And whatever I say it's done! IF I DON'T SAY ANYTHING, YOU DON'T GET TO DO SHIT! Especially to the Pines! GOT IT, YOU MORONS!?"

"Yes, sir! We are sorry sir!" The two apologized profusely before scrambling away like rats to tell the other members involved that the plan was cancelled. Rico and Seb watched them go before Rico turned to look at Seb. "So! I know you have a girlfriend now!"

"How do you-"

"I have eyes everywhere~ And I can't let anything happen to you, you hit a soft spot in my heart, kid." Rico pulled Seb close to give him a noogie. Seb froze and closed his eyes until it was over, whimpering just slightly. "She really is hot, huh? How's she in bed?" Rico waggled his eyebrows.

"Hey!" Seb snarled and Rico lifted his hands in defeat. "Ok! Ok! Keep it to yourself, aish !" Rico laughed. "Really though gringo? A woman and kids on the way? She tied you up didn't she?" Seb scoffed. "Don't say it like that! I love her." Rico slung a large muscular arm around Seb's shoulders. "...so what was that, monster form, huh? You never told me you could do THAT! We always knew you were some kind of witch with you healing so freaking fast! But you had more powers?!"

Seb groaned but couldn't help a small grin. Despite everything, Rico was still a friend. He helped Seb with SO many things. Faking Ford's death and Stan's kidnapping being just one of them. And, if what Seb just heard Rico say to his men meant anything, Rico had declared Seb's family as off limits, which was pretty much the nicest thing anyone in Rico's position could do.

So he told Rico about his powers, he'd already seen it anyway, so why not. The two chatted for a bit to catch up on lost time before Rico offered to drive him back to the store to get those chicken and pickles Wanda wanted. "Ya need to pamper your girl for dealing with you every day!" Rico called before waving and driving away. Seb's shopping went peacefully and he drove home quite happily. Wanda whined, "Finally! We were starving! What took so long?!" Seb just kissed her and smiled as he served the food. "Sorry, I got kidnapped by an old friend and lost track of time…" Wanda hummed. She didn't think too hard about it, Seb used the word kidnap for everything, so she thought Seb found someone at the store and got distracted.

"Ah, you see? You have more friends!" She happily ate the pickles but apparently didn't want the chicken anymore. She wanted nachos now.

Seb sighed heavily as he drove back to the store. He couldn't believe he was already being ordered around by his kids and they weren't even bornyet! As annoying as this was, he was glad that Rico's mafia family wasn't going to harm his family.

Days later, they got a mysterious box with the word 'Gringo' on it full of stuffed toys.

-.-

It might have been the stress from Wanda's worry over Sebastian's self harming tendencies, it might have been bad luck, it might have been Wanda continuing to go to work instead of taking her maternity leave, but now, two and a half months before the scheduled due date, while Wanda was trying to think up a good way to pose her threat without causing Sebastian any more distress than her 'blackmail' would already put on him, Wanda's water broke.

She was at work at the time, sitting through a meeting with some work partners. Her stomach ached. The girls had been moving more and Wanda had been in pain since this morning. She had thought nothing of it, ignoring the pain all day. Her partner noticed her grimace and rub her swollen belly. "Wanda, are you ok?" She asked. Wanda groaned. "Yeah-yeah...I'm-"

Suddenly she felt something shift and then her pants were soaked as fluids leaked from between her legs like a waterfall. "Ahh! No! No! I'm not fine! Help!" Wanda began to panic as the pain got worse. There was blood pouring out from between her legs now. Her body was on fire and her belly felt like it was BURNING. Literally burning from the inside. She screamed and cried out in agony as she felt the intense heat coming from inside her womb. "Help me! My babies! AAAAHHH!"

Her co-workers called for the ambulance, all of them freaking out as well, knowing Wanda was only six months into her pregnancy made it all worse. They could have driven Wanda to the hospital, but when Wanda started screaming and crying while holding her stomach, they realized something was horribly wrong and they needed an ambulance.

Wanda sobbed as she clutched her stomach, "Please, please help me! No! NOOO! NOOO! SEBASTIAN!" She begged through her pain. She was going to lose them! She was going to lose her daughters! No, no, no! The paramedics got there quickly and lifted her onto a stretcher. Wanda sobbed in pain when she was moved, even though they were trying to be as gentle as possible. Everything hurt, everything was on fire. One of them began carefully unbuttoning Wanda's shirt once they were in the ambulance, so they could see her stomach better, in case she needed emergency care.

"It hurts!" She screamed at the paramedics. "We know, we know, dear, we're going to the hospital now-" "BURRNNSSS!" Wanda interrupted, sobbing.

"Burns?" One of them asked. "What do you mean, burn?" Wanda didn't have the energy to continue screaming and her head fell backwards. "Burn…" Her skin was so hot her tears were steaming. She closed her eyes and went still.

When they lifted her shirt and saw her belly, the female paramedic gasped. Wanda's stomach seemed to be… glowing from the inside. Like there was some sort of fire burning inside her. It was flickering for a while before going dark, the poor woman's temperature (which had been dangerously high) dropping slightly. They all shook themselves out of their shock, there was an expecting mother with twins who needed emergency help. " Hand me the IV!" The female paramedic barked at her partner. "Don't worry dear. We'll do everything in our power to help…" She only hoped they made it on time.

-.-

Sebastian nearly had a heart attack when he got the call from the hospital. "Ms. Friedmann is in the operating room. You were her emergency contract." He dropped the suit he was working on and ran down to get his car. He almost ran a few red lights, ignoring the angry honking from the other drivers as he raced to the hospital."FUCK YOU!" He snarled at all of them.

'Please be alright. Please be alright!'

He had trouble seeing the road through his tears. The twins were coming NOW?! It was way too early! That was bad, right? The children weren't done growing yet! Sebastian pulled into the parking lot, not even keeping inside the lines as he stumbled out of his car and ran for the doors.

'Please be alright, please be alright!'

"WHERE'S MY GIRLFRIEND?!" Seb screamed at the receptionist. She shrank back from him. "What's her name?"

"Wanda Friedmann! She-she's pregnant and th-they said she went into labor a-and-"

"Calm down sir. I will look her up now." The receptionist typed quickly. Recent arrivals, Wanda… maternity ward… there! She looked up at Sebastian. "She's currently in the operating room in the maternity ward. Just head down the hall there and take a right."

"But is she okay?!" Seb asked desperately. The woman frowned. "I don't know. You can go to the ward and ask the receptionist there." Seb rushed off in a hurry. The lady didn't mind the lack of thanks, the poor man had an expectant girlfriend in the operating room.

Seb wiped his tears as he ran towards the ward. Please be alright, please be alright! Axolotl, PLEASE! PLEASE! He didn't want to lose them, he didn't want to lose Wanda or his daughters! "No…"

He reached the place and the receptionist didn't have more information than the other one. They simply told him that Wanda needed an emergency c-section as the babies were coming really premature and there were complications. "C-C what?" He sat down to investigate what the hell that meant and when Goodle solved his doubts, he was screaming in the waiting room, demanding to be let in. They were going to fucking cut her open!

"I want to be there! I want to see my girlfriend!" He pleaded between tears. The receptionist called a nurse who then called a doctor. The doctor asked them to keep the man out. Usually they would allow dads to be with the mothers, but this particular gentleman was way too anxious. He was hyperventilating, hitting the walls, and kicking the tables, so it would be dangerous to have him inside.

"YOU CAN'T KEEP ME AWAY FROM WANDA! YOU CAN'T!" "Sir, please, behave or I'll have to call security and I'm sure you don't want that…" the nurse said pityingly.

Seb curled up on the floor and sobbed. He would never know if Wanda was alright, he'd never know if the girls were alright. Why was he so stupid? Why didn't he take care of them better! If-If Wanda had a miscarriage it was going to be his fault, his fault…

One of the other expectant fathers in the waiting room helped carry Seb into a chair. "Breathe man, if you faint then you won't be here to see your wife and kid." The other guy tried to reassure him. Seb continued to sob into his hands. "They're going to cut her open!" He wailed. The other man patted his back.

Seb shook with the force of his sobs. Wanda was going to die. His daughters were going to die. It was all his fault.

(((Warning for written description of the surgery)))

Wanda was unconscious as the doctors carefully rubbed sterilizing cream along her belly (staring in disbelief at the temperature, someone was luckily working on that though) before they brought the scalpel down. Everyone startled when a burst of hot steam hissed out as they opened the woman up. "What the fuck?!" One surgeon backed away.

"It's like all her fluids boiled!" One doctor murmured in horror. Another doctor glared. "Quit gaping and start working!" He reached in to begin moving all the woman's lower organs out of the way. They had to get to her uterus. They all worked quietly and quickly (but made sure not to rush), knowing that they were on a time limit. The poor woman had lost a lot of blood. They also discovered that her amniotic fluid had boiled away as another burst of steam rose when they opened her womb.

They finally managed to get everything settled and the doctors all winced. "It almost looks like she was being burned from the inside…" One of them said in a voice barely above a whisper, horrified.

The head surgeon proceeded to take the children out. They were so, so small. But they were still alive. They cleared their little noses and mouths and the newborns took a mouthful of air before wailing. Well, one of them wailed, the other was quiet and the doctors feared the worst before they let out a whimpering cry.

"Take them to the incubators." He called back and they quickly got the two newborns hooked up. Identical twin girls. One of the other doctors wrote down the time of birth for the two of them. They also kept note on which one was older, because the parents generally wanted to know that information. Soon enough, the little babies were taken away to the neonatal intensive care unit, they needed to make sure they survived, they were barely 24 weeks old! They might be alive now, but there were no guarantees the twins would even make it through the night.

The machine hooked up to Wanda beeped and there was another shuffle as they checked on her to make sure they didn't lose her. It had been a few hours and they still had a lot of work to do.

((((((((((((Okay, it's safe now))))))))))))))

Seb wasn't even able to call his family and tell them…

What would he tell them anyway?! That Wanda and the girls were dying and it was his fault?

That he failed being a good father and just let this happen without trying to do anything to stop it?! How stupid could he be?! This shouldn't have happened, he should have been more careful, he should have never had kids! He knew this was going to happen! He knew it!

"Sebastian?" Seb looked up and cried in shock at Wanda's parents. Of course they were called as well! And now he had to tell them-tell them-

"Oh, no, please don't cry! Everything will be alright!" Linda's eyes were full of tears. Gosh, she had been so scared when she was called from Wanda's job to tell her Wanda had a complication with her pregnancy! "Everything will be alright, Wanda is the strongest, sweetie, please…"

"We-We were told she had a complication?" Elijah frowned in worry and Seb blew his nose on his sleeve. "N-no...she went into labor! And-and now they're cutting her open and I can't help or be there! And she's going-and the babies are going-" Seb was a total mess, his nose was clogged, and his sight was blurry with tears, he couldn't even speak well.

"I'm sorry…" Seb sobbed. Elijah went to get him some tissues. Linda hugged her daughter's boyfriend. "Shhh, it's okay. It's going to be alright."

The three waited a long while. The man who talked to Seb was called hours ago and he left, but not before whispering a "Good luck.", to the family. Seb wanted to call his family, he was so scared and he needed them right now, but the idea of losing Wanda and the girls kept him from doing anything else but rock back and forth.

The hours stretched on and finally, a tired looking doctor came out and smiled. "Are you the family of Wanda Friedmann?" He asked them gently. They nodded, Elijah helping Seb to his feet. "Well, Wanda is resting now. We have her on a lot of painkillers and she won't be waking up for a long time. But otherwise, she's doing well."

They heaved a sigh of relief but there was still worry in their eyes. The doctor sighed. "The twins are stable for now, but they're incredibly premature, twins are normally premature, but this is sooner than even the normal estimates, they're on life support right now. You can go see them and Wanda, but you'll need to be sterilized."

The babies were in a different room, specifically for premature babies where you had to be immaculately clean, but with Wanda's incredibly recent surgery, she needed a clean environment to heal and any infections would be dangerous. The Friedmanns and Sebastian nodded, going with the doctor to get sterilized. Seb was shaking. The girls were on life support. They were…

Linda hugged Seb's shoulder, "Come on, sweetie. We're gonna go see them. They're going to be fine." The three had to protect themselves really well before entering to Wanda's room. They wore isolation gowns, masks, gloves, shoe covers and hand sanitizer before the nurse even let them in. Seb had to take off his clothes because he blew his nose into it and wash up his face as well. Wanda was laying on the hospital bed, breathing softly, with the monitor beeping slowly next to her. Seb sniffled and quickly made his way to the side of the bed, face covered with a medical mask. "Wanda...Pumpkin..." Tears threatened to fall as he slowly and gently stroked her really pale cheek.

"I'm here, it'll be ok, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...You will be alright, ok? And, and the babies are fine…They will be fine…" Seb buried his head next to her arm and torso as Linda and Elijah walked towards their daughter. The sobbing mother held Wanda's hand as Elijah softly stroked her blond hair. "You did it, honey…You're the best...So tough." Elijah whispered. They'd been told to avoid touching her belly since they had just stitched her back up. Seb was still horrified that humans had to do things like THAT to get babies out. And he thought the natural way was disturbing enough! He would have preferred that a million times more over THIS!

Now that they knew for sure Wanda was safe and stable, Seb could finally call his family. He started with his mom, who was really worried at the news and said she was coming right away. Kari told Stan about the news before Seb could even call him, and Stan had called Seb back to reassure him everything was going to be fine and not to worry, that Wanda and his daughters were going to make it. Stan offered to tell everyone else for him, as Seb hurt every time he had to repeat the news that the twins were in intensive care and in a life or death situation, and Seb accepted the offer.

Stan was so scared though. If it happened to Wanda, it could easily happen to Carla...

Stan then called the rest of his brothers to tell them the bittersweet news. Ford had gasped loudly. "Oh no...They're much too young, prematures babies before 25 weeks have incredibly low possibilities of surviv-"

"Ford. Please . Don't make this any worse, yeah? And don't even let Sebastian hear you say that." Stan thanked the skies it wasn't Seb calling this FOOL. Ford nodded, ashamed, and said he was going as well to give his triplet some POSITIVE support.

Shermie felt the news deep to his core. Mabel and Dipper had been born premature as well...and Abbi was much too young, he had been SO scared, he knew what his older brother was feeling. Stan had Dillon now, but he unfortunately wasn't there when he was born. He could only imagine what it felt like, not KNOWING it.

When the twins came back from school, Shermie sat them down for a talk. "Your cousins were born this afternoon." He told them. Dipper had frowned "What?", as Mabel screamed a super excited, "Aaaahhhhh! Baby coussinsss!"

"Mabel, honey, listen. Zully and Zoe have been born really premature, they were only in your aunt's belly for 6 months, not 8 or 9, and it makes a really big difference." Shermie explained calmly, making Mabel stop her happy jumping. "They are in the hospital, and their condition might not be the best...I'm going to go to Sebastian to support him...but I want you to know that the babies might not make it ok? We pray to God they do but…" Dipper covered his mouth as Mabel gasped, her eyes welling up with tears. "But...babies…" She whimpered and hugged her Dad tightly. "I don't want them to die…" She didn't want her little cousins to leave so soon, Uncle Seb was going to be devastated and she didn't want him to feel sad.

"No one wants that, pumpkin, no one...Now that you know, would you still like to go? You might not see your cousins, but at least we can show Seb we are there for him." Both kids nodded firmly. ""Yes!""

"I'm going to make Aunt Wanda a card." Mabel ran away to her room. Dipper pulled down on Wendy's hat. "W-what do we do if...if thEy dOn't…" his voice cracked and for once, Shermie didn't laugh or even tease him for it. He pulled his youngest kid in for a hug and kissed his birthmark. "Well...We will be there for Seb and Wanda if things turn out for the worst...God will protect them, and we will help and give our support no matter what…" Shermie patted his cheek. "Now, go prepare a small backpack for you and your sister. He loved Mabel but he didn't trust her to take just the necessities for a few days. Dipper rolled his eyes and went to his room as well.

Dillon didn't even need to be told. He was already making a bag as soon as he heard his dad tell his mom about his cousins. "Let's go." The teenager said firmly.

-.-

Seb didn't move from Wanda's side all day and all night. His in laws (sorta) had taken a second to meet their grand daughters and were even allowed to hold their minuscule hands with an special glove that was part of the incubator.

"Sebas, honey, you have to meet your daughters...They're so beautiful…" Linda pleaded. "You have to eat, son." Elijah also reminded him.

"When Wanda wakes up…" He muttered. The couple had glanced at each other in worry but left him to it. Elijah brought some food bars up to give Sebastian. "Here, at least eat these. If you collapse from hunger you wouldn't be able to see Wanda wake up."

Seb, with much difficulty, took the bar and chewed on it, morose expression never leaving his face. The night arrived, and only one person was allowed to stay at the hospital overnight. Seb didn't move from his spot, and fell asleep leaning on Wanda's bedside.

His family arrived over the course of the next few days. Hugs were given and received. Mabel tried very hard not to cry when she gave her uncle a hug. Wanda still hadn't woken up. Shermie asked the doctors and apparently the inside of Wanda's uterus appeared almost… burnt. It confused all the doctors but they believed whatever had happened, had caused Wanda to fall into a healing sleep, like a less intense coma, until her body could recover.

The triplets and twins shared a look. Oh. Seb had sat up, eye wide with horror at this knowledge. He whispered a broken, "My fault…" what if he had burned her? He was a dream demon! What if his nightmare had actually affected her?! Stan had to slap him when Seb started screaming. The Pines brothers had to work together to drag Sebastian out of the room and into an empty room to calm him down.

The poor man was in hysterics.

"IT WAS MY FAULT! I BURNT HER! I BURNT HER! NOW SHE AND THE TWINS ALMOST DIED!" Seb wailed. Stan had to slap him again. "It wasn't your fault!" Shermie also glared at him. He didn't burn her! How would he even burn her ANYWAY?! Ford left the room to hold his watch scanner over Wanda's body. It beeped. He frowned and returned to the other room where Stan and Shermie were wrestling Seb.

As they struggled, Ford held his scanner near Seb and frowned at the readings.

"Seb! Stop it!" Shermie pleaded.

"I burnt her! I burnt the twins!"

"How?!" Shermie wailed and Seb spat at him angrily. "In my dreams, Sherman, in my dreams! I'm. A. DEMON!"

Ford adjusted his glasses. "Well, dream or not, there WERE signs of weirdness on Wanda's body. But they don't match your signature." Ford told Sebastian calmly. That made all the men freeze and stare at him. "What does that mean?" Stan asked.

Ford sighed. "Well, I haven't scanned the twins to check, but I believe I was right in my hypothesis that Sebastian's children have inherited his powers."

Seb gaped wide eyed. He...He didn't burn them…?

"His powers?! What are you talking about?!" Shermie asked, lost as to what was going on. Seb, still staring at nothing, made his hands catch on fire and Shermie screamed LOUD, scrambling away from his brother. Seb paid him no mind. "The...the twins... burnt her…? But I passed on my demon powers!" He went back to crying. "It's my fault!"

"You are not in control of your DNA." Ford patted his shoulders. "Sebastian, if your kids have your powers, it means they would also heal as fast as you do. They're not in any immediate danger." The triplet with glasses smiled slightly.

"B-but Wanda…" Sebastian's lips quivered.

"And, if I guess right, which, I always do~, Wanda is also healing from it, if she wasn't, her body wouldn't have lingering weirdness." Ford told his brother.

"AREN'T YOU WORRIED HE CREATED FIRE OUT OF NOWHERE?!" Shermie cried.

Stan and Ford both deadpanned, "Yeah, he just does that. It's fine." Like this wasn't something to panic over. Shermie pulled at his hair. What was even happening?!

"Geez, Shermie, he just has powers, deal with it." Stan scoffed. "We have more important things to worry about."

Seb wiped his tears and managed a small smile. The...the twins burned Wanda...but they also healed her...That was… both incredibly adorable and creepy. The idea of dealing with two girls with powers made him want to faint.

Zoe and Zully had powers…

Ford barely caught his triplet when he fell backwards, the shock and exhaustion finally catching up to him. Despite Ford's relief that miss Wanda was going to be alright, Ford couldn't help a small bit of worry. HOW had Sebastian passed on his powers? Some lingering Weirdness in his sperm? Ford shook his head. This wasn't important right now. Taking care of his brother was.

"Has he had powers all his life? Is-Is he like the human torch?"

""Dammit, Sherman, shut up!""

Wanda woke up a few days later. The doctors were amazed ("There's barely a scar! The cut from the surgery is gone!") and ran all sorts of tests. To the best of their knowledge, Wanda was fully healed, if incredibly exhausted and sore. Seb cried into her arms in relief.

She woke up to her parents hugging her tightly and kissing every part of her face. "Gu-Guys...Where's the babies? Where are my daughters?" She touched her stomach and found herself feeling weirdly empty. She could see her feet again.

Seb kissed her lips as hard as he could. "In intensive care, but they'll be fine! They ARE fine! Your parents have seen them! They took photos!"

"You haven't seen Zoe and Zully yet?" Wanda asked softly and Seb shook his head. "I was waiting for you. We're gonna see them together." He clasped her hand. "Mabel and Dillon brought you this." He showed her the cards and balloons the kids brought her (the balloons didn't have helium though, they were simply blown up by mouth, because wasting helium for balloons was pointless). "Magda also wanted to visit, but I told her to do it at home, you were sleeping for a while." He teased.

"How long have I been sleeping?" Wanda asked. Elijah gave her a sheepish grin. "Around 4 days…" "WHAT!?"

The doctors found Wanda fit to leave the next day, after shockingly declaring she was fully healed, not even her uterus was damaged, compared to how burnt it was when she was brought here.

So, pushed in a wheelchair to be extra careful with her, Seb and Wanda were FINALLY led to meet their daughters for the first time.

The nurses wanted to make their stay as nice and comfortable for the parents as possible, so they conditioned and cleared a small area for them, with an armchair and a chair next to it. The two stopped at the end of the room, and the nurse happily pointed at one incubator. Wanda and Seb slowly leaned forward and their voices got caught in their throats at the sight of the sleeping infants. Holy god, they were the tiniest things they have ever seen...

"H-Hi…" Wanda choked down a sob as Seb stared with a teary smile. "I-I don't know which one is which…" He chuckled tearfully. One of the nurses smiled. "Well, we didn't know either, maybe you can tell us now." They carefully took the tiny girls out and handed them to their parents waiting warms. The two tried to refuse at first ""I will drop her!"" But at the end, they ended up holding them close to their chests.

"Baby…" Wanda stroked her little head, wrapped in a pink hat too big for her. With a lot of effort, the infant managed to open her eyes just a tiny bit and stared at Wanda. The woman gasped softly. "Her-her eyes!" That grabbed Seb's attention and he worriedly looked at the girl Wanda was holding. Instead of a horrible yellow eye like he feared...She had two normal eyes...of two different colors. Her left eye was green while the other one was brown. "I love them…" Wanda whispered before placing a soft kiss on the baby's forehead. "You're Zoe…"

Seb cradled Zully to his chest, adjusting the bundle of blankets from time to time until the infant opened their eyes and looked around for a second before whimpering in hunger. This baby's eyes were fully brown. "Help, help, she's crying…" Seb grimaced. The nurse handed a tiny bottle she finished preparing to Seb. "Your twins are little warriors…" She said fondly. "We didn't expect them to be able to coordinate their suckling, but we were pretty surprised when they latched on the bottles pretty quickly." Wanda and Seb cooed at the same time and held the babies even closer. "You're little geniuses, huh?" Seb whispered.

He was holding his daughter, his daughter, his baby, his, his, his! He was going to hurt her! His flames flickered in his hands at his distress (to Seb's shock), but Zully didn't even seem to mind the sudden rush of heat, in fact, the baby stopped crying and yawned, snuggling closer to their daddy. Seb's racing heart calmed as he realized that, since the babies had fire powers too, they weren't harmed by his flames!

Seb melted, he wasn't going to let go ever again. He received the bottle and gently held it over her little lips. Voracious, the child latched onto the nipple and started sucking. He sobbed and looked at Wanda. "L-Look!"

The woman smiled and got a bottle herself to feed Zoe. "The babies had been taking a special formula, but maybe you would want to breastfeed them?" Wanda hugged Zoe closer and nodded so the happy nurse started explaining the procedure, the people that could help her and how it would help the twins while they were in NICU.

Wanda looked at Seb and both nodded in determination. Wanda was fine, the twins were fine, so Seb was feeling much better and with less fear. He was ready to face the world again! He would kill for his family! He would give the world for his daughters.

After a while, the nurse took a picture of the excited new parents holding their already sleeping twins.

-.-

They couldn't bring the twins home from the hospital for another few months. They were only six months in development, they needed to be at least closer to eight before it would be safe to really move them. Wanda and Seb came everyday to see them. They worried a little when the doctors told them that with the extreme premature birth, there might be developmental problems that would affect the children mentally or physically.

Wanda blamed herself and Seb blamed himself. The doctors suggested therapy for the both of them due to this traumatic event. Wanda found her chance at last.

The twins were close to a month old, and Wanda decided that this was as good a time as any. She turned to Seb and said firmly. "We are both going to therapy." Perhaps, if Wanda was going too, Seb would feel less dismissive of it. Her boyfriend whined a bit. "I'm fine. I'm not…"

Wanda glared. "Well I'm going to therapy. And the doctor said that you need to go too." Seb tried to brush it off. "Wands, I don't need-"

"If you don't go to therapy too, then I'm not letting you near the girls anymore." Wanda finally gave her ultimatum. Seb's eye widened. "Wanda-!"

"No. I've made up my mind. And it's not just you. It's me as well. I won't allow myself to hold the girls again until I get therapy as well." Wanda said firmly. "So we're in this together." She took Seb's hand. "They're going to have trouble developing, the doctor said so, which means WE need to be at 100%, no, BETTER than 100% so that we can take care of them. And that means we need to get help."

"But…" Seb tried to protest but he could feel Wanda's hands trembling against his own. "I won't allow myself to raise them… if I won't be able to be a good mother. And that's why I'm going to therapy, to make sure that I'll be able to mentally and emotionally handle this. The twins have another month before they're released from the hospital, and I want the BOTH of us to be able to bring them home with us."

After all, Wanda was FINALLY taking that maternity leave she'd been refusing. So if she didn't have work, therapy was the way to go. God knows she's had some nightmares about burning alive from the inside out. Luckily, by some miracle she was fully recovered from her pregnancy, the cut on her lower abdomen was fully healed and she wasn't even having trouble moving around. As soon as hers and Seb's therapy was done, though Wanda suspected Seb would require more than just a month of treatment, Wanda could return to work immediately.

And she could still work on her laptop at home on simple cases so she wasn't even going to lose much progress.

It took a few more 'threats' to finally make Seb agree to see a therapist. Wanda pulled out her list. "Well, time to go meet these people and see which one you like."

"I'm not gonna like ANY of them!" Seb complained. He didn't need a therapist! He didn't need someone coming around and TELLING him how he was supposed to think and feel! He was FINE. And… if they realized He was crazy, they would lock him away and then he'd never get to be with his family.

Sebastian resolved to lie as much as he could to trick the therapist into giving him a clean bill (hah!) of health. It couldn't be THAT hard to feign sanity…

Seb had rejected most of her list. Wanda could understand a few of his complaints. Still, she were getting frustrated that Seb was so against the idea. This was for his own good. Seb complained that he had no reason to need to talk about his feelings with a stranger.

Finally Sebastian sat in an office with a woman. Dr. Linda Martin. Seb laughed and said she had the same name as Wanda's mom, to which Dr. Linda had shrugged and said, "Naming people via 'proper' names will result in countless overlap since they'll be choosing from the same pool of names that billions have used before."

"Exactly!" Seb laughed. "But Wanda wouldn't let me name the kids Zomelina!" Linda smiled at him. "Now that would have been a pretty unique name. What made you come up with it?"

Seb bounced in his seat with a wide grin. "Well I was thinking of Z names since my family tends to name their kids using the first letter of their middle, but Wanda and I don't like 'w' since my middle name is William and the only good names were, well, Wanda and William! Hahah!" Seb babbled on and on excitedly and didn't even realize how much time had passed.

It was in the middle of a story about how he once knew someone named Pyronica that Dr. Linda looked over at the clock and smiled. "I'm afraid that's all the time we have for today, I would love to hear more about this Pyronica, but I have another client today. If you want, we can schedule your next session?"

Seb blinked. "Wait, that was my therapy session? But you didn't even ask any questions?"

"Well it's rude to ask a stranger to spill their deepest, darkest secrets in a first meeting." Dr. Linda scoffed. "I don't know you and you don't know me. I have no baseline to work with and it's not like you'll be comfortable telling me anyway."

"But… isn't that your job?" Seb seemed confused. Linda laughed. "Sebastian, my job is to help people. Digging into them to wretch out their traumas, fears and anxieties is the opposite of helping. If you have anything you want to get off your chest, I'll listen, but only if YOU feel like you want to tell me." She told him gently.

Seb blinked and thought about that. If she put it that way, it didn't sound so bad. "So what if I never tell you my dark secrets?" He asked carefully. Dr. Linda shrugged. "Then that's fine. You are you. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

Seb ended up choosing Dr. Linda, and scheduled a few more sessions that week and the following weeks with her. She was nice. Wanda was so proud of him. She was going to see someone too, a different therapist who specialized in new mothers, in case Wanda got post-pregnancy depression or attachment issues. She seemed ok for now, mainly just some trauma from the whole experience of having an unexpected pregnancy and the c-section from the premature labor.

And the fact the twins had fire powers and had been burning her when her water broke? THAT was some scary shit right there.

Seb complained for a while, but he still made time to see Dr. Linda for their therapy sessions. Most of the times, Linda just listened to him babble about his family, about his niblings and mom, and then about how everyone was eager to meet the twins once they were out of the hospital.

"So your parents visited you, that's pretty nice." Dr. Linda smiled at Seb, who was playing with a tennis ball he found around. "No, just my Ma…" "And why is that?"

"Because I don't have a father, he's dead." Seb pouted. Dr. L sighed sadly. "I'm sorry to hear that, he must have been a great father."

Seb started throwing the ball up and down. "Matsuda was the best of the best! He was a tailor and he lived not that far away from my house, and-and I'd go and work with him, he taught me how to repair every type of clothing and how to make suits! He-He helped me make my own suit for a school dance and-and it was the best…"

Linda nodded slowly, so he didn't live with his father. Well, that was something.

"He was also incredibly patient with me, when I didn't understand something and I was so dumb and clumsy, but-but Matsuda would still help me with homework and-and explain nicely everything to me...My triplet Stanford, he-he would never help me because he said I never paid attention and he couldn't stand me, but we're COOL now, and Stanley didn't understand the subject well enough to teach me, and Ma didn't know...and-and the teachers never helped me because they expected me to know things-but but I don't know 'Things' anymore because I don't have knowledge anymore!"

Dr. Linda nodded slowly as Seb angrily wiped his tears. Ok...There was a lot to unpack here...Wanda had told her Sebastian was self harming, and she was worried he'll take it farther. Self harming usually stemmed from depression or low self esteem. The problem must be deeper than she thought, and she needed to not only reach it, but make Seb reach it himself…

"What do you mean, you don't have knowledge anymore?" Dr. Linda asked softly. Did he forget? Did he get injured? Seb sniffled. "I used to know EVERYTHING, like, I wanted to know something and I just DID, but then I… well, I'm here now and I'm me, and I don't remember anymore. I lost my knowledge as I grew up, it just slipped away. And my brain doesn't work correctly so I can't focus on stuff and…"

...a LOT to unpack. Yup. Dr. Linda adjusted her glasses and sat up. "I'm sure that must have been frustrating." She said simply. Seb nodded. "This body wasn't built right, so my brain doesn't work like it's supposed to. It was so much easier back when I didn't have a body…"

Dr. Linda was pretty sure that her client wasn't even aware of what he was telling her, and she knew this was going to be one of those complicated cases. She didn't think he was lying, which meant he was either delusional… or she was dealing with something way more complicated than she thought.

"So, Sebas…" Linda started. "Do you feel wrong in your body?" Seb shrugged as he kicked his legs. "Not really...I mean, define feeling wrong?"

"You...maybe you don't feel like it looks right, or you don't feel comfortable when looking at yourself?"

Seb thought about it. "I used to, back when I was younger. But I'm over that now. Well, I guess, I felt better when I dyed my hair blonde. But even if it went back to brown, I… don't mind as much as I did when I was a kid." He shrugged and held up his perfectly manicured hands. "I wasn't allowed to use nail polish as a kid, even though I really wanted to. And now I can do that whenever I want." He smiled fondly. "Wanda doesn't mind when I paint my nails, or do my makeup. Actually, she lets me do her makeup too, when she wants to, sometimes she's too busy and just takes a coffee and runs away!" She reminded him a bit of Ford, both could die from overworking. Wanda had him now though, and he always checked on Ford through Soos.

Dr. Linda smiled. "Well, that sounds wonderful, I'm glad your partner supports you." So he DID have self image problems, which led to low self esteem. She was glad he was doing better now, allowed to be himself. Seb looked fond at the thought of Wanda. "She's the best, to be honest. We met as teens and she was actually the one to convince me to take some cut and confection classes...I never finished them though...the bitch teacher failed me because she said I was useless."

"Oh… well that wasn't very nice of her." Dr. Linda frowned. Comments like that most likely exasperated poor Sebastian's already low self esteem. "But-But making clothes is actually something I can do REALLY WELL…" Seb smiled slightly. "I-I mean my parents didn't like how I played with dolls or gave them dresses, but that really never stopped me, despite my mom telling me I had to be more 'manly' and stop wanting to wear skirts..."

Dr. Linda nodded. Okay, one last question. "Sebastian, do you feel like you would have been happier if you were born female?" She asked gently.

Seb thought about it. Being female… "I don't know...people would have let me do what I really want...and no one would have hurt me… But like, the body would feel the same. Both are humans, both have emotions and both would have sucked."

Linda blinked slowly. "So...You don't like...being human?" Seb nodded. "I would have preferred a nicer vessel, you know, stronger and less mentally weak so it could at least hold infinite knowledge and doesn't have to erase EVERYTHING to not collapse in on itself...but...I have my brothers and family as a human and I had my daughters as a human, nothing as CRAZY and EXCITING happened to me in my other form! Mortal or not!"

Linda blinked again.

"I don't try to wear dresses anymore or skirts...but I still do the other things…" Linda gazed at him. "And why you don't wear what you want?"

"Because then people will look at me, and say mean things, and I'll get angry and fight them but then I'll be in trouble and I don't really want to get in trouble." Seb sat cross legged on the couch and smiled.

Dr. Linda sighed. Again, a LOT to unpack...

"Well I think it's unfair that you can't wear what you want. I think you would be quite lovely in a dress." Linda said honestly. Sebastian was quite the handsome man, his partner was a lucky woman. But, he clearly had some deep set issues and Linda would do her best to help Sebastian recognize and understand them so he could handle them better.

They said bye for the day, but Seb wasn't against the idea of talking to Dr. Linda anymore. She was nice, and didn't try to know everything of his life. She just listened to him and he liked that because she didn't question him. Well, she did ask questions sometimes, but it was always just because she wanted to understand, get clarification on something Seb had said, he didn't mind giving clarification. It wasn't like Linda tried to ask him why he hurt himself, which was just something that happened, it wasn't a big deal!

Of course, Seb had no idea how psychologists worked~

He went to the hospital, mentally drained for some reason, and met with Wanda there to see the twins. Zoe and Zully were doing much better now, they apparently liked when their parents visited, they leaned against their chests for hours and would cry if taken away. They could only leave (not that they wanted to) if the twins were asleep.

Wanda was breastfeeding one of the twins, Seb was ashamed to admit he couldn't tell them apart without seeing their eyes, and Wanda smiled in relief when she saw him. "Hi…" She said with a small grimace. It hurt, despite the fact that she was doing everything the nurse said to not get hurt, but she wanted to do it, the blonde was sure she would get used to it eventually… right? It wasn't like the inside pain she was feeling would last forever, right?

"Hi…" Seb went to look at the other sleeping twin, Zoe, seeing her foot bracelet. "And hi~ I just came from Linda's session." He informed Wanda in a soft voice. There were sleeping babies and a couple of other parents in here, they had to be quiet. "I HATE to admit it...but you were right...therapy is not as bad as I thought." He poked her nose and Wanda rolled her eyes. "Told you so."

"It's just talking!" "Uh huh~" "And, I can talk about me and she doesn't think it's boring or unimportant…." Seb stroked Zoe's little cheek, careful with her CPAP. Besides, even if he DIDN'T like it, he would still be faking his sanity and his well being so Wanda would let him stay with the babies. He was FINE. He didn't need to talk to anyone, but talking to Linda was entertaining so he went along with it. He could take care of his daughters, he COULD.

Wanda just grimaced again when her chest ached, but managed to smile at Seb. She was so glad he accepted his much needed help. He was going to get better, she KNEW it!

-.-

"And today we can FINALLY! take the twins HOME!" Seb roared. "It took forever! But thanks to Wanda's parents we have everything ready." They bought them the rest of stuff they needed, like bottles, clothes, blankets, bottle sterilizers, a weird machine for milk (?) and tons and tons of diapers. Dr. Linda smiled. They had been working for a few weeks and he did tell her the twins were meant to stay 2 months at the hospital. "That's pretty amazing! All your family will surely come see them!"

"They MUST! They PROMISED! I won't let them get too near them though, and the kids won't hold them until Zoe and Zully are older, but otherwise, yes! They'll meet them!"

"Do you have everything ready for them?" Dr. Linda asked and Seb nodded eagerly. "Wanda's parents helped us buying the rest of stuff we needed. Like, we barely had the crib in a box when the twins were born, but now it's assembled and we have a room ready for the girls!"

"And how do you feel? Prepared?" " NOT AT ALL! Like, I love them and all but fuck, I never, once in my life, thought I would have kids! Well, I thought about it, sometimes, but I was really confident that would never happen...I wasn't interested back in Flatland, I had more important things to do, like, defeat the tyrannical government that exploited the lower classes by making said lower classes REBEL!, even when I became an immortal being of pure energy I was still busy with that! hahaha! My mind was way too insane to settle down and all that pathetic shit. This actually suits me! Like, the most pathetic me has the most mundane stuff, like family, but it's ok, I have actually come to like this."

Linda sighed. Here they went again. She was starting to wonder if Seb actually spoke in metaphors. "Flatland?"

Seb's eye widened. "Oh...Shit." Great job keeping your insanity OUT! Ok, it was ok, he could fix this, having a past life didn't necessarily mean he was INSANE. "I'll tell you, but don't tell anyone!" He threatened. Linda made a zip motion over her lips and Seb threw himself back in the couch and covered his eyes with an arm. "Have you heard of reincarnation?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Well, I used to be another creature, an alien, and now I'm here, as a human and I...kinda remember all that past life and stuff…" He frowned. "Except I lost all my KNOWLEDGE. But I kept my ability to speak in tongues, so I can still speak every language, that's pretty cool. But all my math and science stuff? Gone!"

Dr. Linda stared at Seb. "So..at some point...you were...another person, with lots and lots of knowledge in science and math...but then, you became a normal human?" Seb nodded with a smile. "Yeah! Exactly!" Linda thought about it for a bit before asking. "Ok...so, HOW did you go from an alien from-from where?" "Flatland" "-from Flatland...to being Sebastian?"

"The Axolotl, he's like the most important God in existence and stuff. I had been dying and made a deal with him, but he reincarnated me as a dumb human just to piss me off. He actually wanted me to stop living like, last year, when I was also about to die, but I wanted to be with my family, so he allowed me to stay until I died normally."

Linda blinked and wrote that down. So...A past life, where Seb was an alien...and apparently a communist-socialist...She wondered if that was actually important? Seb then got distracted off the initial topic, his daughters, and went on and on about how HORRIBLE that world was (it was quite a horrible sounding place, Linda was disturbed Seb managed to imagine something like this), about how they killed 'irregular' people and how he was glad he BURNED that dimension to the ground. "So, you ended that world? Like...killed them?" Seb nodded, no remorse or regret in his expression. He had regretted many things, but those bastards dying? Nah. Not at all.

"And...your past self, Seb, did he have a name?" "Bill." "So William?" Like his middle name? She wasn't really surprised. "Yeah, but he didn't like that so he went by Bill." Seb hated being called Bill though, it was William or nothing.

"Ok, so, Bill would have liked having kids?" "Pfftt! Hahahahah! That bastard?! No! He would have left them to die probably, or eat their heads? Luckily I'm not like him anymore! Because I'm good! I would EAT heads of those who tried hurting my kids! There's a difference!"

Linda scratched her head. This was going to be so complicated…

-.-

"Where are they!?" Dillon complained loudly, pulling at his mom's hand. "They must be coming already, be patient." Carla scolded but sighed defeatedly when she saw Stan pulling at Stanford's arm. "Where are they?!"

Mabel had a camera prepared and Uncle Seb and Aunt Wanda's house was decorated with pink balloons and strings, and a sign that read 'Welcome, babies!' with glitter. Mabel of course, organized all of this. It wasn't a baby shower, because the babies were already born, but it was still a welcome baby party!

The Friedmanns stared at the Pines with mildly weirded out expressions. That family was kinda weird, but, family was family, they guessed! Elijah and Linda were trying to get everyone settled down. "Remember, keep your voices down, no screaming. You'll scare the girls." Linda scolded, more like scolded Mabel, as she was the only one shouting too loud. Mabel covered her mouth with her hands. She was quiet! Super quiet. Kari rolled her eyes fondly and pulled her oldest granddaughter closer to her. Soon she was going to meet her two other granddaughters!

Dipper was looking out of the window, waiting for a car to park. He jumped from his spot when Seb's car parked in the front. "They're here!" They weren't allowed to shout 'Surprise' or anything, but they could still dramatically point towards the gifts and decorations they all worked hard to put. Outside and unaware their family was already inside their house, Seb was grumbling at the car seats. Who EVEN designed these craps?! "Stupid-little-fucks! There!" He freed Zoe from her seat prison and moved to do the same with Zully. He wrapped them in blankets like little burritos, they didn't want them to get cold, and Seb carried them as Wanda opened the door, she needed both hands for that.

Both stopped when they stepped inside.

" Surprise ~" Mabel whispered a shout. Seb laughed as Wanda smiled at everyone. "We didn't know you were already here!" She exclaimed, looking at everyone.

"I have copies of the key!" Her mom said with a soft squee. Wanda stopped. Excuse me, what did her mom say ?

The three young teens ran towards their uncle and made grabby hands. ""Ah! Ah! See!"" Mabel and Dillon asked. (Dillon didn't want a sibling, but he was totally fine with new cousins). Seb pulled the twins away from their reach. "Disinfect yourself first, you germ-covered brats!" Wanda shook her head fondly and gave them hand sanitizer. "The babies are still really small, we don't want them getting sick." Of course, the babies already had several shots but they needed to be older before they could get certain vaccinations. Until then, they would simply have to clean everything.

Everyone washed their hands and were sprayed down with a sanitizing solution, only once Sebastian was SURE they were all clean, did he direct them to sit down on the couch and carefully pass his precious children over to them. Much to Mabel's dismay, none of the kids were allowed to carry them, their parents didn't let them either, but Seb promised his favorite niece that when the twins were older, she'd get to carry them first, before Dipper or Dillon.

Zully was sleep, but Zoe was much more observational and suspicious than her womb companion, her heterochromatic eyes were narrowed at everyone who carried her, but she didn't cry. Everyone could carry Zully without the fear of making them cry though. Linda and Kari carried their granddaughters, and they started sobbing slightly. They were in heaven. The babies were so small and cute and for Linda it was extra especial, they were her first grand babies. (And knowing the dumb idiot she had as a stepson, the only ones she would likely get).

"Her eyes are SO pretty! She got one eye from each of you!" Mabel put her face in between Kari and Zoe to look at them better. "She's going to be so, so, so pretty growing up! I'm JEALOUS!" She declared. Abigail stroked her hair and softly reassured Mabel that she was also a pretty girl. Pfft! Mabel knew that ~

After Linda and Kari got their turn, Shermie declared he had the right to go first, after all, he was Seb's favorite brother and Seb carried his kids first too. "Just do it, nerd!" Stan groaned. Shermie cooed at the little baby he was holding, giggling at the tuft of blond hair they had on their heads, before Stan got his turn. Kari and Linda were gushing over Zoe, so all of them had to share one baby. It was ok, Zully was still sleeping.

"Hey, Sixer, want to hold her?" Stan smiled at Ford, who gave him a sheepish smile and shook his head. He didn't trust himself with tiny babies. Seb glared at Ford, completely indignant. "Excuse me? What the heck do you mean you don't want to hold my baby?! Hold her!" Seb held Zully up to Ford, who tried to wave his hand and refuse again. He felt something grab onto his pinky and gasped when he saw that Zully was gripping onto his 6th finger, awake at last and staring up at him. "O-oh… hello there, Zully." Ford stammered.

"Aww… she likes you~" Seb cooed. Zully stared up at Ford, tugging at his finger. "Uuwuu…" Zully vocalized as they stared at their uncle...dad? Was he dad? Wasn't dad just holding them? Seb tried to hand Zully over once again but Ford shook his head, gently tugging at his hand to try and get his finger back. Seb pouted. "You're no fun, Sixer." Ford was victorious and defaulted to just gently patting their heads. He could do that!

The family chatted quietly, everything was cute and perfect, until the infants got fussy and wanted food. Seb called his nephews, he was going to teach them how to make a baby formula, as Wanda excused herself and went to her room to breastfeed Zoe. She would just do it but...she still wasn't THAT close to Sebastian's brothers and she would feel weird. She let the women go with her though, and Mabel was buzzing with happiness.

Wanda held Zoe up to her chest and wince in pain when the baby started feeding. Abigail looked confused. "What's wrong?" Wanda shook her head. "I just can't get used to how much this hurts."

That made all the women except Mabel looked at Wanda in shock. "It's not supposed to hurt…" Abigail said slowly. "I was a teenager when I had to breastfeed the twins and it didn't hurt me at all." Sure, it felt weird as hell, but...not HURT like it was clearly hurting the blonde.

"Is it the first time you are feeding them?" Carla asked in confusion and Wanda pouted before shaking her head. "No, like, a month and half ago? A little after the twins were born "Girl, you gotta go to the doctor, that's not normal."

Linda scoffed. "She won't go until she's dying , it's useless talking to her."

"But I'm fine." Wanda chuckled sheepishly. "It just hurts a little bit anyway, I'm still kinda sore and all from the c-section and the traumatic event…" She sent her mother a dirty look.

Mabel poked her head between them. "I don't understand!" She said but Kari patted her head. "Don't worry about it, sweetie." Mabel just shrugged, and held Zoe's hand as she ate. She was so going to teach them how to make the best sweaters in the world~ EEhh! She just couldn't wait for them to grow up! How could she have wished for summer to last forever? She would have never met Aunt Wanda or her cousins if Bill had won! She shuddered at the memory of Dippy Fresh and his cold dead body on the floor and she winced at the memory of uncle SEB'S dead body on the floor. She sometimes woke up at night thinking about it…

The family stayed until late in the night, but eventually, it was time to go to their hotels and go home. They all lived kinda far away (except Stan, who was a few hours drive away), and despite how much they wished they could visit every day, they couldn't. "I'll send you daily photos." Seb promised. As soon as everyone left, Seb collapsed onto the sofa, holding Zully in his arms. "I'm so tired…" He sighed.

Wanda rocked Zoe in her arms and laughed. "Well, having everyone over was fun. Kind of wish they could be over more often, I like your family."

"I like my family too, they're great." Seb squealed. Wanda couldn't help but laugh loudly before standing up and stopped lazing around. Bathing, feeding and tucking the twins into bed needed to be done before they could even think of sleeping themselves. Zully didn't seem to like the water, and when the infant started crying, Zoe cried too. "No, no, no, no, no!" Seb pleaded. "It's ok, it's ok! Waanndaaaa!"

She entered the bathroom and sighed. "Well, looks like they don't like baths, too bad." She leaned down to help and together, the new parents bathed their children. Wanda frowned. "Is the water too hot? Too cold? What's wrong baby?"

Of course dialoguing with the babies didn't work. Seb ran away and brought some pacifiers. Zoe accepted it, but Zully was still sobbing. "Pleeaseeee! Baby please, stop!" Seb's hands flickered with blue flames in distress. Zully couldn't see that well, they were only 2 months old, but that fire felt warm and nice. Seb stared at his hand touching Zully's belly, and the finger Zully caught to suckle on. "She likes my fire!" Seb exclaimed in awe. "And she wasn't hurt by it!"

They finished bathing them extremely carefully, put diapers on them, cute onesies that were still huge for them, fed them, burped them, and laid them down in their shared crib, Seb was still happy that his kids were fireproof. The two turned off the light and passed out on their bed, still fully dressed up.

Suddenly (it felt like suddenly to the exhausted parents, but it was really a few hours later), the babies started wailing loudly. Sebastian and Wanda whimpered and groaned. They'll never have a peaceful night of sleep ever again, will they?

The babies screamed louder.

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Mizuuma: The nightmare sequence was by me :D

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