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)

18. Chap 18 Normality was never an option

Hello! I'm finally free from college! Finished my second year omfg! Also, I took longer cuz I haven't finished the drawing. As always, you can find it in deviantart!

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Zoe was sulking behind the slides. The kids here were mean! Just like Dillon and Philli! They wanted to play with Zully and Diego but not her! The little girl noticed Sasha wasn't watching them anymore so she left the games.

Zully noticed their twin leaving so they called Diego and the two went after her.

"Watcha doing? Sasha is there!" Zully pointed back at Sasha pinning a screaming girl AND her mom (when the older woman came over to scream at them).

"I don't care...I wanna leave, Phillip and Dillon dun like me…" She sniffled. Zully hugged their twin. "Dats not twue! Dillon's our cousin!" Diego nodded. "Yeah! Dillon shouts a lot, but he's a good brother! I just..." Diego wiggled. "I always do something wrong and make Dillon angwy. But he still loves me!" Diego was sure of that. Because how could that be not true? They were family! And family loved each other! Like Daddy loved Uncul Seb, and uncul Ford and uncul Shermie!

"Big brothers are just like that." Diego told Zoe with all the seriousness the three year old could muster, imparting upon her the wisdom of the ages.

"I don't have a big brotha, just a twin sister." Zoe sighed, disregarding Diego's sage words. Zully huffed and crossed their arms. "Zoe! I told you I didn't-" they started to complain before Zoe interrupted with, "What's that?!"

Zoe was still feeling sad. However, she started feeling less sad and more curious when she sniffled something delicious in the air. She ran after the smell while Zully and Diego had no other choice but to follow the other toddler.

The smell took them to a man selling hotdogs. Zoe inhaled loudly and sighed. Aah~ That smelled so good~ And she was hungry. She liked food. She raised her arms at the dark skinned man. "I wanna hot dog…Pwease." she added. Mommy and daddy told her to always say please if she wanted something from someone. Well, Mommy said it was 'manners' (whatever the heck that meant) while daddy said it was a good way to make people feel bad for not giving you what you want if you said 'please'.

The man looked down at the cousins and grinned. "Well, hello there, sweetie. Sure, tell your mommy it's two dollars."

Zoe looked at her twin and cousin, who shrugged helplessly. "Um...my mommy is not here...And daddy isn't here too...They left me and Zully… 'cause they had a hunny-moo or something."

The hotdog man blinked. "Oh. Ah… then… who's looking after you all right now?" He glanced over at the other children. He didn't see any adults nearby who looked like them… shit, did these kids wander off away from their family?

"First my granny but she had a fume-er-ral then my cousin but he doesn't like me so I left."

"Well, you should go back to your cousin...He might be worried." The man told them, getting rather worried about the safety of these children now. He was considering closing up shop for a bit to try and help get these kids back to their family.

"No. We're fine." Zoe insisted, eyeing the hotdogs hungrily. The toddlers compromised with hot dog man. They'd go back to their guardians (they were in the park, Diego told the man), if he gave them a hotdog. The man agreed as a selfless act for 3 hungry children (seriously hoping they would remain safe). Zoe's hand almost caught on fire but she wasn't some baby who randomly caught on fire! She could control it now, and shook her tiny hand with his without making fire. Then hot dog man shooed them back to their guardians with a stern look, like a scolding (worried) dad.

"Let's go find Dillon." Diego told them responsibly as he chewed and walked. Zoe shook her head. "No, I wanna explore."

"But we promised!" Zully pouted. "It was a deal, you shook!" Zoe sighed. "With no fiiree! Duh~ And I didn't say WHEN!" She sounded so much like her dad it was unreal. Zully frowned. "No. We're going back to Dillon." They were a little worried about the idea of being alone without an adult. They were always with someone.

Zoe sighed heavily. "You're no fun…" She dragged her feet but let Zully take her hand and pulled her back towards the play area. They played as they waited for Sasha, but she wasn't here.

"Dillon!" Diego called after climbing the tallest slide. "Big brother!" He couldn't see him! What if he left him?! Oh no! What-what did he do?! He shouldn't have left!

"They're not here…" Zully whispered. Zoe shrugged. "Can we explore now?"

Diego was panicking. "Oh no! Dillon is lost!" He wailed.

"He's not lost~" Zoe waved a hand. Big kids couldn't be lost. "We are!" Daddy said something about staying with him otherwise they'd be lost kids and a monster would eat them.

So far she hadn't seen a monster, but monsters ate kids at night, like the boogeyman, everyone knew that, duh, so they had until bedtime to become not-lost. Zully and Diego didnt like her answer and proceed to cry like babies. Oof. How were they her sister and cousin again?

"Staahpp! The toddler waved her hands to calm the crybabies down. "I know what to do! Don't wowy!"

-.-

Dillon, Phillip and Sasha were frantically searching through the entire park, screaming the kids' names. They were on the other side now, searching the trees and bushes. They could have wandered off pretty far from the playground! Dillon was trying very hard to keep his shit together, but Phillip's panicking wasn't helping his own nerves.

"YOUR DAD IS GOING TO KILL ME!" He wailed, closing his legs in the process. Mr. Pines would kill him! And chop his dick off. Now he had a motive for murder!

Sasha didn't comment how little she cared about that. She was going to get fired, and her honor and credibility were on the line! She should have been watching those babies! But these bigger babies needed her too. Ugh~ there were too many charges for her to keep track of!

"We must call the police!" Phillip screeched, pulling at his hair and actually managing to yank some of it. Dillon and Sasha's eyes widened and shushed him loudly. "Do you even know who you're dating?!" Sasha hissed.

Dillon covered his mouth with his hands. "No one can know we lost the children. If a paparazzi hears about this, it'll be on the news and my dad and uncle's reputation will be on the line!" He hissed softly. "We fucked up enough right now, let's find them!"

Dillon felt horrible. He...He told Phillip they'd get rid of the kids going to the park...He didn't want anything happening to them. Please, please god, keep them safe! He was sorry for what he said, he-he shouldn't have said it, he wanted his baby brother and cousins back!

Phillip noticed his boyfriend's expression and reached to peck his lips. "Let's continue I-I'm sure the-they're ok!" He gave him a nervous smile.

-.-

"M' not ok…" Zully moaned, tired as they walked behind their twin. Zoe was leading their small group, happily skipping and ignoring the looks the adults gave the small humans walking alone. Zully looked around at the unfamiliar streets. It wasn't even a little bit familiar from when they came to the park! "Uncul Stan's house is not here...You lied!" Zully growled.

"Oops?" Zoe grinned as she shrugged. "I wanted to explore!" Seriously, Zoe's resemblance to her dad was scary. Diego rubbed his head as he thought about what to do. "We could...go back from where we came from." He suggested his older cousins. Zully looked around at the street and cowered. "Zoe, I want to go home."

Zoe looked at her twin, pouting. "You want to go home because-because Philli and Dillon don't say you're-you're weird…" She stomped her foot down. Zully frowned, "What do you mean?"

Zoe growled. "They don't like me. I heared Dillon telling Philli I'm weird and-and that they don't-that I'll be out of hair...in the park..."

"Out of hair?" Zully and Diego made the most confused expressions toddlers could make. Zoe waved a hand. "I don't know! It means they don't like me!" That was all she really understood. And she didn't like it. She felt her face scrunch up and turned away, wiping at her face. She wasn't gonna cry over it. She refused to.

"But Dillon wouldn' say that." Diego defended his big brother. "He said you were annoying too!" Zoe told him harshly. Diego shifted from foot to foot. "That...That means I was bad and he got angry at what I did, and he says I'm annoying all the time! He gets mad and then stops being mad after a while." Mommy said not to take Dillon seriously, he was a teenager, and she said teenagers were weird and said mean stuff without thinking. He still loved his weird teenaged big brother!

"But I didn't made Dillon or Phillip angry! Why is he angry at me?" Zoe whined.

"Maybe because you don't wanna take us home…" Zully sassed their twin, earning a nudge in the ribs. "OW!" Zully scowled, rubbing their side. "You deserved it!" Zoe huffed. The two shoved each other a bit, slapping ineffectively at each other with their tiny baby hands.

Diego's eyes widened when the twins started pulling at each other's hair out of the blue.

He was so glad he didn't have a twin...

Their fight and screams caught the attention of a man who, after making sure they were the right kids, approached them…

-.-

It was useless. The toddlers were nowhere to be seen. They must have been kidnapped. They were taken, someone took the babies and there was nothing they could do about it! Dillon was full on sobbing as he clung to Phillip. They were gone and it was his fault! He wanted to go out so Sasha had to watch them! Even though it was their, HIS responsibility to keep an eye on them! God, he was a monster! Now he was never going to see his brother or cousins again!

They were going to go back home, call the police and check the streets by car this time. It'd been around 2 hours and their already desperate selves were about to explode. Sasha was very agitated, snapping and grabbing passerby to interrogate them about seeing any children that matched the description. There was a hotdog seller who had seen them and it gave them so much hope, but then it was destroyed when he told them it was about two hours ago and he saw them go back to the park.

"FUCK! And-And we were on the other side!" Dillon wiped his runny nose. "They must have thought-we-we left them!" He rubbed his eyes frantically. Oh god, god dammit. Where could the kids be!

That's when his phone rang. It was an unknown number.

He shakily picked it up but Sasha it took from him. "Who's this?!" She asked, tone cold and controlled.

"I know you're searching for the Pines' kids." The deep voice spoke on the other side of the phone. Dillon and Phillip crowded around Sasha to listen as well.

"Who the hell is this?! How do you know about the children? How did you get this number?!" The bodyguard growled at the mysterious voice, only for them to chuckle gravely.

"I don't need to explain myself...But you do need the kids' back...I doubt you want this to be leaked to the media...The poor little kids of the football star and fashion designer gone missing…"

"How-How do we know he has them?!" Phillip hissed at Sasha, who asked the man the same question. There was some shuffling sounds and then Diego's high pitched voice cried out "Dillon! I wanna go home!" "I want my daddy!" Zoe screamed as well. Zully was sobbing in the background.

Dillon's eyes widened as he put both of his hands over his mouth and he breathed heavily. Phillip pulled him close for a hug. Then the man laughed again. "I want 1 million dollars in two hours...Leave the money at the edge of the park with no cops...Or I won't give back these beautiful, beautiful children...It's a shame you lost them…"

"What kind of cliche crap is that?!" Phillip screamed at the phone. Sasha slapped a hand over his mouth. "Alright. One million dollars? In cash?" She asked. The man on the other end chuckled. "Of course. See you soon..."

He hung up.

Then Dillon started SHRIEKING and fell to his knees, trying to get some oxygen into his lungs. This couldn't be happening, nononononononono! This couldn't be happening! This had to be a nightmare! "How-How the fuck are-are we supposed to get 1-1 million in two hours?!" He gasped for air. He was going to faint.

Even if he had the code for his dad's cards, they'd be alerted by the huge amount of money being withdrawn. The bank would call Dad, Dad would call him and he just COULDN'T TELL HIM HE WAS PAYING RANSOM FOR HIS SON AND NIECES!

He laid down on the sidewalk and cried. It was getting dark. (Another of his great ideas to come so late…)

"What do we do?" Phillip shivered. What was going to happen? Sasha sighed. "Well first off, we may need to call Mr. Pines." Dillon looked up with scared eyes. "No! Dad would KILL me!" Phillip added, "And me too!"

"And me, but what do you want me to do, kids?!" Sasha scolded them. "We fucked up, but we gotta fix it now. We have to think about what to do. It's your brother and cousins we're talking about." She said seriously.

Dillon knew she was right...Some kidnapper had them and was doing who knows what to them! They gotta bring them back...and tell mom and dad...Even if it meant having to face the two triplets. They went home as fast as they could, running as fast as their legs could take them. They couldn't waste any second!

Aaron was drinking coffee in the lobby of the building. "Oh, I was wondering when you'd return…" The three ignored them as they rushed for the elevator. FUCK! It was at the top floor! MOVE IT YOU PIECE OF SHIT!

"Where are the kids?" Aaron asked but quickly raised his hands to placate Sasha's anger. "CAN YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP, AARON?!" Then, the three got inside the elevator and went to the top floor. (Why did they have to be in the penthouse suite?!)

The elevator's door opened and the three rushed inside. They needed to call the police! And-And start calling Stan and Seb! Hopefully they had signal! Maybe they should call their hotel?!

Phillip quickly went to the kitchen to get some water or he was going to faint, Sasha was pacing in thought and Dillon ran towards his room to get his charger because his phone was dying, running past the children eating Dringles in front of the TV. "Dillon!" Diego waved.

"NOT NOW!" Dillon snapped back instinctively.

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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Dillon screeched to a halt and turned to point at the kids, sitting on the couch and looking perfectly unharmed. "You?! You guys?!" Dillon screamed. What? Where?! HOW?!

"Dillon? What's going- OH MY GOD!" Phillip walked in and saw the kids. He dropped the water bottle he was holding and placed a hand over his heart. "Shhh-hoot! You guys!" He staggered over and dropped to his knees. "Are you alright?! How'd you get back? Are you UNHARMED?!" Phillip gasped out.

Sasha came into the room, spotted the children, and went on high alert, glancing around suspiciously. "So the kidnapper got into the house…" clever. Very clever. Probably trying to steal her boss's bank information somewhere.

Dillon ran over and wrapped his arms around all three of the toddlers. His mouth moved but he didn't know what to say and could only sob in relief.

Sasha went to look everywhere, she wasn't going to let that man escape! (Or if he left, she needed to know what was missing), and left the two boys with the toddlers.

Dillon was still sobbing like a baby, and Zoe thought it was getting very awkward. Only daddy cried a lot! Dillon wasn't allowed to! "You're ok...You're ok, oh my god!" He sniffled and kissed the three toddler's chubby cheeks, much to their whines of disgust. Phillip also wanted to hug the kiddos, they were the reason he almost had a heart attack at the age of almost 20, but Dillon needed it more, they were his family after all. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to lose you! I'm so sorry!" Dillon continued to ramble. Zully whined when they dropped their dringles from the strong hug. No! Their snacks! Darn it!

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Dillon pulled back. His brown eyes were puffy and red and he was looking directly at the babies. "Are-Are you ok? What-How did you get out? Where-Where's the man?"

"What man?" Diego asked confused. Dillon stroked his brother's chubby cheek as his heart slowly slowed down. He was here. He was fine. His baby brother was safe.

Sasha returned to the tv room with a serious expression. "There's no one else in the house, and nothing seems out of place, yet…" She crouched in front of the twins and Diego, holding their small baby hands. She wasn't showing it, but she was just SO relieved the kids were with them here.

"Zully, Zoe, Diego. I need you to remember the man who brought you here. I need you to remember what he looked like." She told them firmly. Zully stared at the floor in despair as they saw Sasha stepping on their dringles. They sighed in defeat.

"Well...He was bald, but he had a black beard." Zoe shrugged. Diego nodded and giggled. "He was wearing a suit too! With a red tie!" He pointed at his neck. "And he's a pretty brown color!"

Dillon and Phillip shared a confused look as Sasha took in the information. "What else?"

"He has a blue car...and...it has Uncul Stan's name on it?"

…

What?

"And his name is Aaron Miller, you bunch of idiots." A deep voice called behind them, making Dillon and Phillip scream high pitchedly while Sasha jumped and got ready to fight. They turned around and saw the Pines boys' chauffeur standing there, arms crossed and deadpan look.

The toddlers giggled. Aaron gave them all a thumb's up and the three grinned back.

"AARON, YOU ALMOST KILLED ME!" Dillon roared at his driver, hand on his heart as he realized it was him who got the kids back.

"Yeah, well," Aaron rolled his eyes as his voice went back to normal. "Let this be a lesson, Dillon. This time, I happened to see them walking around and got them home safe, but I won't always be there on time." The man glared. "You're the older brother. You're an adult now. Your parents left you here and in charge because they trusted you to take care of them."

"I'm only 18…" Dillon whined. Aaron sighed. "And who was it who went around claiming 'Woo! I'm an adult now! So you can't tell me what I can or can't do anymore?!' after his birthday?"

Dillon winced and Phillip sent him a funny look. Fair point. "I was just excited, baby." He whispered at his boyfriend.

Sasha rubbed the back of her neck as she looked at Aaron, feeling stupid. "Thank you, Aaron...For-For bringing them home."

"Driving them is my job." He said, and with a sassiness Dillon didn't know he had, he said. "Watching them is yours." Sasha accepted the taunt like a woman.

"Wait. Then… why did you pretend to be a kidnapper instead of just telling us that they were safe?!" Dillon wailed. Here, Zoe huffed. "Because I'm mad at you." She told him. Aaron nodded. "The young lady told me all about it. You really hurt her feelings. So the four of us decided to scare you a little. It was also a way to make you realize how dangerous leaving the kids can be..."

"What? But I didn't-Zoe, what do you mean?" He asked his cousin. Zoe played with the hem of her t-shirt. "I heared you talking with Philli and you said I was weird...and that you wanted to get off my hair." Zoe pouted. "I'm-I'm not weird! That's a bad word to tell people! My daddy says it's not nice!"

Dillon was still confused, until he remembered the moment before going to the park. She-She heard, he didn't know she had been there…

"Oh…" He winced. "Zoe, I'm very sorry for calling you that…" Zoe crossed her arms. "And you said Diego is annoyin! And that's not nice too!"

Dillon covered his face as the children and Aaron looked at him with serious expressions. "Guys, I'm happy you are safe! I'm sorry for everything, I just know you were not kidnapped, can we like, not think about bad things anymore?" He smiled sheepishly at them.

Zoe stood up on the couch, hands warming up. "No! I want you to say sowy!" She demanded. She was using a lot of self control to not catch on fire. She was being serious!

Dillon massaged his temples. Ok. Fine. "I'm very sorry for saying you're weird, its kinda true, but I didn't mean it in a bad way. I also think your dad is weird, very weird, but that doesn't mean I don't love him very much." He explained. "And, Diego, I love you, but we aren't age compatible, it's obvious you can be annoying…"

Phillip didn't know apologies worked that way.

"I also don't have much patience, but-but I'll try to be a better older brother and cousin…" The repentant teen smiled. Zoe stared at him with narrowed eyes before she finally huffed. "Fine. That's an add-a-cake apowogy." She graciously accepted.

Phillip cooed. How precious. There wasn't anything more adorable than little kids trying to say big words. "I also want to apologize. I shouldn't have agreed with my jerk boyfriend. Is it an adequate apology?"

Zoe hummed in thought and raised her arms to be picked up. Phillip obliged as she snuggled with him. "Yes, I think it is…But Dipper hadn't ever say that to me, so I like him more now."

Dillon guffawed. She changed crushes! He was wheezing.

Now that everything was back to normal, Zully pulled at Sasha's hand. "You stepped on my dringles...Can I get more?" they pleaded.

"How about we all have dinner and forget this horrible day happened?" Sasha picked Zully up to take them to the kitchen. "We can see about the dringles afterward. If you all eat your vegetables." She added.

Dillon and Phillip couldn't agree more with her. All that crying left them hungry.

-.-

The day of the party arrived and the two couples were so freaking excited. Finally some partying here. They'd learn how people here partied! All the great music and the amazing drinks they consumed. This was also a very important part of learning about a culture! Stan had been quite insistent on this. "Why, back in space, I tried ALL sorts of alcoholic drinks! There's one that makes literal steam come out your ears!"

Great now Seb wanted to try them! He was sure he'd drank all sorts of things like that back when he was a demon, but he didn't really remember what they tasted like, it was so long ago.

They brought decent clothes for this very reason. Wanda was wearing a short dress with short heels while Carla had a short skirt and tall heels to be taller than Stan (who claimed Carla was wearing stilts by this point). Meanwhile, the brothers were wearing button up shirts. Seb wasn't wearing a bowtie, as it was too formal, but he was wearing a white shirt with dark jeans and a light beige summer vest.

They got in pretty fast, while other people waited outside. Whether it was because they were tourists or because they were white, they'd never know. Stan and Wanda got distracted one second and they had already lost the former demon. Damn it!

Seb smiled handsomely at the bartenders, who smiled back and he kindly asked for the best drinks they could intoxicate his body with. "Like strong drinks?" One of them, a pretty woman with her hair done up out of her eyes, asked with a smirk as she made the drink. "I like good drinks, and those happen to be strong."

"Seb!" Sebastian cursed when he saw Stan approaching him. Fuck. He wanted to get at least ONE real drink! At the hotel he'd been tricked and every drink he got was alcohol free! Even though he specifically told the bartender, Stan or Wanda came and fucking ruined it! Was it too much to ask for a little drink?! ONE!? "I ain't watching your drunk ass tonight, Seb. Take care of yourself!"

"You should always be there for me!" Seb shouted at him as he left with Carla. "Not when I'm with ma wife, behave!" Wanda was awkwardly rubbing her arm, feeling very nervous about this. It was a party, it was music, like at their wedding, but Seb was being all weird, even when he wasn't drunk. It made her uneasy. "Seb? Want to go dance instead?" She suggested. She was fine with him drinking, but with how much of a lightweight he was, she worried for his safety.

"Yeah, sure?" He smiled a little before screaming "AAHHH! I'M SWEATING IN THIS HELLHOLE!" He wiped his forehead. "I wanna dance! But then I'd sweat MORE!"

"We can get cold sodas." She suggested, laughing a little at his expressions. "Ok, fine. I fucking hate this body. I can't drink!"

"Aaw, poor baby." She fondly teased him and the two went to get some drinks. They sat down on the stools and Seb's leg jumped impatiently. As they waited, he hugged her from behind, grabby hands resting on her hips and rubbing her softly. He rested his chin on her shoulder and nuzzled.

Wanda smiled and bit her lip. Well, Seb was being weird, but this was nice. He was usually too awkward to be touchy.

"I-I feel itchy…" The brunette moaned, feeling like he was about to explode. He received his soda and drank it in just a few large gulps. "Let's go d-dance, I-I wanna do something!" He pleaded. Wanda noticed his stuttering and was a little worried, but agreed and led him over to the dance floor where people were flailing around (tourists) or dancing to the music (anyone not drunk).

Everything was fine for a while. They were dancing together, and despite how Sebastian's hands were shaking a little, and he wiped sweat from his forehead (well, on that part she couldn't blame him for, she was starting to sweat as well), they were having fun.

Then, more people started joining and Seb passed a lump in his throat. This place was getting smaller wasn't it? He didn't like people touching him, he hated strangers touching him! Wanda fell on top of his chest as someone from behind her pushed her. She laughed a little, smiling at the brunet, who didn't find this funny at all.

"Disculpa, preciosa." The man apologized in Spanish. Wanda nodded but Seb pushed her behind him (even when they were almost the same height), and faced the man. "¡¿A quién mierda llamas preciosa, hijo de puta?!" Seb snarled.

"Calmate gringo de mierda" He pushed Seb a little. " I didn't mean it that way-" the man growled a little.

Seb exploded. He grabbed the man by his shirt and knocked the man with his head. He stumbled back, groaning in pain. Wanda's eyes widened in shock as Seb rolled up his sleeves and advanced towards the man with a grin. Finally something he could do!

Stan heard some people cheering for a fight. "¡Pelea Pelea Pelea!" And he grinned. Oh he wanted to see those idiots fight! He took Carla with him because he wasn't leaving her alone here and pushed his way through the crowd.

His smile fell when he realized one of the men was HIS idiot!

"¡Ayudenme! ¡Está loco!" The man pleaded for help as he tried to defend himself and punch Seb as well. "¡SÁQUENMELO DE ENCIMA!"

A group of men managed to grab onto Seb, cursing at him for being a fucking gringo who only came to fight with them, and the bruised man managed to stand up, stumbling, and bolted towards the door. Seb growled at the people holding him and to their surprise, he bit them.

Stan, Carla and Wanda ran after him when Seb laughed and followed his prey. He caught him outside and once again had pinned him to the floor and was slamming his head against the concrete. "Get the fuck off my wife, you got it?! She's MINE! MINE! YOU DON'T TOUCH WHAT'S MINE!" He pulled out his pocket knife and panting, feeling his body burning with adrenaline, he slowly cut his cheek as the man screamed and struggled.

"Seb! Holy fuck!" Stan managed to wrap his arms around his brother and pry him off. Carla was pulling the other man away and apologising. "Go! Run! Leave!" Carla told him, looking back at her husband and brother-in-law with worry. The poor beat up man stumbled away but couldn't make it far. Seb growled like an animal, struggling against Stan's hold.

"Seb! Seb, CALM DOWN! ITS ME!" Stan winced when he realized Seb's eye had turned red with a white pupil. His fangs had also grown. "SEBASTIAN!" Stan was forced to slam his own brother against the wall to calm him down and the impact made him confused and at least it changed his eye color. "The fuck, Fez?!"

And that was when the police showed up.

The beaten up man threw himself in front of the police, promising he would plead guilty and confess if they got him away from that monster.

For security reasons, as they didn't know what happened, the police handcuffed Sebastian to take him to the station and figure out what happened.

Seb didn't stop smirking and didn't say a single word.

It turned out, Stan discovered, that the man wasn't all innocent as they thought. He had been targeting bars and clubs to steal phones and jewelry for a while and escaping the law.

Seb, a FUCKING LUCKY BASTARD, could then claim self-defense and it was easier to handle his situation. Stan was hoping Wanda would say something, she knew more about this than him (he only knew a little bit to know how to find contract failures), but she was… just there, sitting with her hands on her lap. "Hey, man…My brother is a good guy, you know? He doesn't have a criminal record-" (because they brainwashed the US government to forget about it, lol) "-he was just defending his wife, it was suspicious how that guy bumped against her." Stan explained to the police. They all nodded along, that man was actually a criminal they were after, so there was a bit of leeway. But at the same time…

"Regardless, he pulled a knife on that man. That was incredibly dangerous. We appreciate that we could catch the thief, but vigilantism is illegal." The man responded.

Stan ran a hand through his hair. Urgh. That was true… "Look...we-we're just visiting your beautiful country, you know?" He tried with a sheepish grin. "We'd hate this put a stop to it...Isn't there a way to fix this? He did help you with that guy." He glanced at Seb. He was in a temporary cell, laughing as Carla cursed at him for being an idiot. "I wanna take a selfie here!" Seb squealed, reaching through the bars for his phone, which Carla was holding onto with a look that could kill.

"He's an idiot...Forgive him…" Stan sighed. "I'm very s-sorry about him. He's been a little excited all day...My brother, I'll tell you this, he...had problems growing up. He's like a child, he doesn't think things straight most of the time." Stan lowered his voice for the exhausted officer. "-but he is good, really. And he's changing. He was just defending himself."

The policeman sighed.

-.-

Seb was playing with the taxi's window as Carla and Stan glared at him. Stan was sitting on the front, also trying to glare. Seb blinked at their glares. "What?"

"CAN YOU FUCKING QUIT IT?!" Carla roared.

"Urgh, finee~" Seb crossed his arms. The two women glared at him and he sighed. "What?! The fee wasn't that much anyway!"

"Are you kidding me?!"

"But I caught a bad guy! Isn't that good?!"

"You could have gone to jail!" Carla hissed."But I didn't!" Seb chimed in.

"I'm going to kill him!" Carla growled and Seb laughed loudly. "To late, Flower! I already died and came back! And I've tried soo many times I think I'm indestructible by now."

The poor taxi driver was so scared and confused with what he was hearing….

They paid the man when they reached their hotel and awkwardly parted ways to go to their rooms. Wanda was still ignoring Sebastian, and Carla hugged her tightly and whispered something to her that the brothers couldn't really hear. However, Stan grabbed his brother's face and forced him to look up at him. "Don't make things worse than they already are...Don't do anything more stupid, I'll remind you, just as Carla is your friend, Wanda's mine." He warned with a serious look.

Seb blinked at him and slowly stuck his tongue out at him before blowing a raspberry. Stan growled and pushed him away, tired of dealing with him. Seb entered his room after Wanda, who was quietly taking off her earrings and wiping the make up off her face. "Wanda~ Are you tired? Wanna watch a movie? I'm not tired." Seb bounced on the bed.

Wanda threw her shirt to the floor and turned around with a glare. "Do you think nothing fucking happened?!" Seb flinched a bit from her glare. "Are you angry at me?"

"NOoouu~" The blonde cried sarcastically. "I'm FUCKING HAPPY you ended up arrested for FUCKING fighting with a fucking stranger because you've been acting like a FUCKIN ASSHOLE THE ENTIRE TRIP!" Wanda shouted. "The fuck is wrong with you?! I left you alone all these days, I didn't want to ruin this, I KNOW you get crazy sometimes, but this was the last straw, Sebastian! I'm SO FUCKING DONE with you acting like-like a-"

"Like a what?" Seb hissed softly, walking over to her. He wasn't much taller than her, so it wasn't as menacingly as he wanted. "Like a monster?" He gently lifted her by her chin, but Wanda quickly pulled back and glared at him. "Yes. Like a fucking monster!"

"Well, hate to break it to you, darling, but I'm AM a monster!" Seb shouted back at her before laughing. "I'm done, I'm fucking done with acting like a good person WHEN I AM NOT!"

Wanda looked at him with a confused and angry look. "The fuck is that supposed to mean?! You're not a bad person, even if you're being really awful right now!"

"It MEANS that I've realized...that...I've been denying who I was for so-so long~ I've tried to be good before…but I'm not like that. Being without the kids have made realized that...there were SO many restrictions!" He laughed. "And I've realized I don't have to act all nice and chummy with everyone. I don't have to be a good person to people I hate! I don't have to follow all the stupid rules! I'm not a good person, Wanda! I don't like it! It makes me angry! It makes me itchy! You don't know what it's like to feel all this energy bubbling up and being unable to take it out! AND THE WORST is that we gotta tell the kids to hide their powers too!" Seb seethed. The fire was inside him, burning under his skin. He wasn't in Gravity Falls anymore where he could just blow off some of it in the forests, making lame ass little flames for the twins wasn't enough! Moving lame ass fabrics with his mind wasn't enough!

Wanda wasn't taking it. "Your powers are dangerous, and the kids don't know how to control them! I don't want them getting someone hurt!" there would be so many terrible consequences.

"SO we gotta hide for someone else's' sake?! Honey, I don't give TWO SHITS about anybody else! No, you know what?!" He made his second pair of arms and flipped his middle fingers around the room. "I give THIS MANY SHITS!" He burst out laughing.

Wanda just stared at him, unimpressed. "Seb. I don't really want to deal with this right now." She was tired, cranky and just wasn't up for unpacking all this right now. She flopped onto the bed. "I'm still mad at you. We can talk tomorrow."

Seb blinked as Wanda rolled over and he could only see her back. "What?! I was in the middle of a rant!" He whined. Wanda didn't respond. Seb snarled. "Are you IGNORING me?!" Wanda didn't respond. If Seb was going to act like a childish brat, she was going to treat him like one. And when kids were being brats, ignoring them was the best course of action. Don't give them the attention they wanted.

Wanda screamed when she was suddenly pulled up, wrists trapped in glowing yellow arms. "I said I was talking!" Seb shouted at her. "I am NOT going to let you ignore me, do you understand?!"

Wanda glared but remained silent, staring at him absolutely unmoved. No. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. He was being an idiot. Seb growled when Wanda continued to not respond. "Hey! Say something! Weren't you going to yell at me?! Try and tell me how wrong I am for wanting to BE MYSELF?!"

Wanda remained silent, but her glare spoke volumes.

Seb trembled, gripping onto his wife as he just got more frustrated. There was something he wanted, but he couldn't figure out what it was, only that he was angry and annoyed and just wanted to scream and break things and-

-and Seb froze when he saw the tears building up in Wanda's eyes, even though she remained silent. Seb's own eye shot up to where he was gripping her, how tightly he was holding her. Seb immediately let go, pulling back with horror. He…

Wanda fell back on the bed, rubbing her wrists as tears dripped down her face.

Seb could only stare at the red marks on her wrists, his fire suddenly feeling ice cold. "W-Wanda-" his eye was wide. Did he do that? Did he… Hurt her?!

Wanda didn't speak, even then, just turned away from him and went under the covers, though Seb could hear the way her breath hitched. Seb felt like crying himself. "W-wait- I didn't- didn't mean to-" he curled in on himself, staring at his hands in horror. He didn't mean to. He didn't-

"Wanda I'm sorry! I wasn't-" Seb trembled. Oh shit. He hurt her. He… oh god… "I d-d-di-didn't me-me-mean t-t-to-" his stuttering got worse and worse as he felt his eye burn with tears of his own.

"...I know...You were just being yourself, right?" Her voice came softly from under the covers.

"No! No! I'D NE-NEVER hurt you!" Seb cried.

"...you said it yourself, you're a monster, right?" Wanda huddled down into the blankets more. "You don't care about anyone…"

Seb trembled. "N-not like this! I care about you! I-I care! I'm-I'm sorry!" He didn't mean to! He really didn't! No matter how mad he got, he would never want to hu-hurt Wanda! He'd never hurt his family!

(He wasn't like Filbrick! He wasn't! No! He-he couldn't b-be like that SCUM! ….could he?)

But Wanda didn't say anything more. No matter how much Seb begged for her to please turn around and look at him. No matter how much he apologized. Seb ended up crying himself to sleep, not knowing that Wanda was doing the same.

"...I'm leaving."

Seb whimpered. "L-like… you're going out?" He asked. Wanda still wasn't looking at him. She would turn to face away from him whenever he tried to get in front of her.

"I'm leaving you." Wanda said simply, no emotion in her voice. As it she were stating basic facts. Like she was saying that up was up.

Seb felt the walls collapsing around him, his entire world destroyed. "N-No...No, please…"

"I didn't marry a monster." Wanda continued to say, still without any inflection. "And my children shouldn't have to be raised by a monster." She walked over to her suitcase and began packing.

"No, please! PLEASE!" He reached for her, but his hand quickly stopped, scared of hurting her. " "I-I'm not-" a monster… but that wasn't true. He WAS a monster! He h-hurt Wanda! He really was a-

"I don't like you like this. I-I won't stay with someone who's going to hurt me, who doesn't care about anything but himself." Wanda closed her suitcase and walked towards the door.

Seb couldn't breathe. No. No this couldn't be happening. "No, please! Please! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" He begged, tears streaming down his face. "It was an accident! I-I need you...please…"

Wanda didn't say anything more to him, just closed the door behind her. Not even slamming it. Seb ran for the door and tore it open but Wanda was nowhere to be seen. He was alone. Alone again and because of his own actions.

Like pushing his brothers into the portal. Like running away and leaving Jack behind in the destroyed car. Like working on his stupid science project instead of taking care of Matsuda.

He was alone again.

And it was all his own fault.

Seb screamed. He was such a horrible person! He deserved to be alone! He hurt Wanda! He was disgusting! He-He was such a horrible and disgusting monster! He deserved to die, he should have been killed by Bill, he didn't deserve to live!

"-eb."

Seb wailed. He HAD to be alone! Because he only EVER hurt the people he cared about. Linda was wrong...He deserved all the punishment he went through...Filbrick was right...He'd always been...

"-eb!"

Seb choked and gasped for air in between his sobbing. He gasped again when he felt someone shaking him.

"Seb! Wake up!"

Seb gasped for air and opened his eye, blinking through his tears. "-hhh-" he wheezed. When he finally caught his breath and blinked his tears away, he saw the beautiful, beautiful face of his wife staring down at him.

"WANDA!" Seb sobbed and immediately clung to her, resting his face between her shoulder and chest. "I-I'm so sorry! I'm so disgusting! You shouldn't have married me!"

Wanda sighed. "Don't be too clingy, I'm still upset." She warned. She woke up this morning, still angry over the fight last night, and had found Seb crying in his sleep, mumbling and looking very distressed. She was still mad at him though.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't me-mean to hurt you! Please don't leave me!" Seb continued to cry into her. Wanda sighed. "There are a lot of things we need to talk about…" and she didn't want to deal with any of that. She just...wanted a nice trip without the twins. Was it too much to ask? Having Seb acting normal for a month?!

Did he have to go all weird? She had thought after talking with Linda he had gotten over all his monster shit and what not. She didn't understand what had made him suddenly go insane! He mentioned something about the kids. What did them have to do with anything? Them being 'restrictions' to his normal self?

That didn't make any fucking sense. But Sebastian had the mind of a child. He literally couldn't think in grays, could he? Just black or white. She sighed as Seb hugged her. She didn't want to lose him either...she married this idiot because she loved him. And she still loved him…

Wanda knew that rough patches in marriages were a thing, arguments would happen. And if she really wanted to put in the effort (and she DID) then they would have to work this out.

-.-

Dillon found himself buried under the kids. They were all having a bonding day after yesterday's heart attack inducing incident.

It really made Dillon sit down and think about what it really meant, to be an older brother, to be an adult, to have responsibilities outside his own personal pleasures.

If he could have things his way, Dillon would just want to spend time with his boyfriend, cuddling, kissing, more… naughty stuff, but he couldn't just have fun for himself all the time. He had responsibilities. And it wasn't something he could or should foster off on someone else. He was Diego's big brother, him and no one else. And Dillon had a responsibility for that.

His uncle also entrusted his kids to him, and even if Granny Kari was here (she was still gone at the moment), it was still his job to make sure they were ok.

"Hey brats, you know I love you right? Even if you're 3 pieces of insufferable babies." He smiled at them, and the three giggled. "I love you too!" Diego hugged his back, as he was sitting on him, and Zoe stood up to pat his curly head. "We love you too... I will make you pretty! I'll give you cute hairbands!" She pulled some colorful hairbands out of nowhere and started wrapping locks of his hair with them.

"Phillip! Sasha! I'm being attacked!" Dillon wailed dramatically.

""Sorry, you're on your own."" The two remained seated as Dillon despaired.

-.-

Wanda and Seb spent the next day basically ignoring each other, wanting to give each other some space after their fight...their, actual real and serious fight. Neither of them liked this, but they still had no idea how to fix this.

The only thing Seb asked Wanda was if her wrists hurt. He had hoped that had also been part of his nightmare, but it wasn't. He did hurt her, like the disgusting monster he was. It wasn't as bad as he remembered, but he still hurt her.

"A little." She replied, which made Seb die a little inside and rub his aching hands. He was truly horrible...Why did admitting who he was hurt so much?! He knew he wasn't good, if he was good, he wouldn't have so many horrible thoughts in his head, he would be a good human if he didn't have those thoughts...he wouldn't have hurt Wanda...but if he accepted being a monster...It didn't feel quite right either…

Why did his mind have to be so messed up? Why couldn't he just...follow the stupid rules and be miserable in silence?! Without hurting the ones he loved…

(Maybe because Bill couldn't…Bill was always angry and wanted more, he was restless for power) Seb worried sometimes he was too much like him...

The only thing he knew for certain was that he was horrible...Whatever he was, he couldn't go back to what he had been doing...acting as if he was a good person...He couldn't...

Seb was scared of himself around Wanda and had been sitting alone on the beach all day, burning sand and then making it disappear. Wanda had been in their room, watching soap operas she didn't really understand or sitting by the pool. Neither were fully ready to talk about what had happened the night before.

Stan and Carla found themselves trapped between that silent and uncomfortable moment. They tried convincing the upset couple to talk to each other, but it didn't work. The following day, they had their last tour (to Chichen Itza) and at least they talked to each other, but it still felt tense.

Stan watched Seb steal a necklace from a distracted seller and going after Wanda to give it to her. The middle triplet sighed. Look, taking stuff for free was his thing (especially in survival mode). Seb and Ford were there to tell him not to! He couldn't break this ancient agreement! He paid the seller and when he confronted Seb about it, unfortunately Wanda heard.

"What a piece of shit." She hissed before stomping away. Seb had glared at him and now his little brother was angry with him as well. Stan sighed.

It was in the middle of the tour that the intense hot day was blessed with rain and the temperature dropped. Everyone got soaked, and Stan saw his brother's seething mood cooling down as well. He looked tired and every time his arms tried catching on fire, the rain stopped it. "I wanna go…" He whispered sad and Stan tiredly wrapped an arm around him to take him to the bus. Carla was with Wanda.

"What do you want, Sebas? What's going on with you?" The middle triplet asked him softly.

Seb rubbed his arm, feeling itchy and uncomfortable. "I ...I don't know…" He admitted. He didn't like feeling this way. His head hurt, his stomach hurt. He just wanted to lie down and not think about anything.

-.-

For their very last day (everyone was glad they were going home soon), they were visiting a water park which had extreme games. Seb had been looking forward to it since day one..if it wasn't for the fact that he woke up feeling like crap.

His head hurt, his legs hurt, his bones hurt and he felt the sour burn of bile in his throat. Seb whined and curled in on himself as his stomach growled. "Ooow...I think I'm gonna have my period…" He moaned. Was this what periods were? Wanda woke up in time to hear the stupid comment and sighed. "How will you have it though? Through your dick?" Any other day, her hand, feeling mischievous, would have travelled between Seb's legs to find said body part, but she didn't feel like doing that kind of teasing.

Seb groaned again. "It hurtsss!" He sobbed and curled up even more, tears in his eye. Wanda's expression softened and decided to hug him softly, realizing it was serious. She put her warm hands over his belly. "Its ok...I got you…"

The feeling just got worse. He barely had tea for breakfast, the thought of food made him nauseous. His skin was burning, he was shivering and he was sure it was a stomach bug, if the multiple times he had gone to the bathroom were any indication.

And today was extreme games day…

"Go without me…" He weakly waved Wanda away. "I'll be fine…" He whispered, sad and in pain.

"No, you are sick. I'll stay with you." Stan and Carla were worried too. If he felt like this later on, how was he going to board the plane? At least Wanda was volunteering to help him. That was progress. They were sure the other couple still loved each other. Frankly, Carla had sort of knew something like this would happen eventually. Couples didn't always agree, and Seb and Wanda were such different people…

They had only been back together for a few years (which was her fault), and this was the first fight/conflict she heard from them. She only hoped her two friends would be able to work this out.

They told the poor sick guy the park was the least important thing (Seb had wanted to go and he was so sorry he ruined it for the rest of them). They were going to leave him rest for a few hours to see if he improved.

And maybe this could be a way for them to spend some time together again.

As Wanda gently put wet cloths on his forehead to cool him down, she listened to him as his fever got even higher and he started babbling incoherent, feverish stuff.

"Fla-Flatlan can sssuck my dic...k…" "Of course..." Wanda rolled his eyes. "Liam...they killd hm...Ill kill them!" "That's mean." The blonde replied without paying much attention.

"I don CARe!"

"Sure you don't." Wanda sneered a little. She was still annoyed at him.

"Wanda...Wandaaa~~~ Wanda Friedmann~~" he giggled. "You are SUCH a...a idiot~" She pouted at that, really? Insults now.

"You know I can easily leave you here to agonize by yourself?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. Seb simply laughed and wiggled. "You married a monstr…i-I feel so fucking sorry for you...You're going to hate me...you think...I'll keep doing what YOU wan...you don know me...Sebastian's weak...not me...My names Bill...NmBill...not Sb..Bill...Bill…" Seb slurred before he finally fell asleep.

Wanda was horrified, feeling her heart beating in her ears. It felt as if he was possessed...Maybe he was? What if...he was possessed? And what if that is why he's acting all weird? She reached for her phone and texted Stanford.

[Hey, u know about weird things..how usual is a possession? Is it an actual thing?] She had wifi in the hotel so her message sent without problem. Texting that felt so weird. Then she focused back on Seb. She felt...sad. On one hand, she wanted to help, he was feeling horrible and she loved him...on the other, she felt guilty for that cynical part of her telling her she shouldn't. She was still angry and he didn't deserve it. He hurt her, not on purpose, but he still did.

But she still loved him. And she knew Seb wasn't actually a bad person. He wouldn't be such a hard working idiot if he was. He wouldn't have always given in to her wants and desires if he wasn't. And for the first time, Seb wanted to try being a little selfish. She couldn't blame him for that, but even selfishness had its limits. And if Wanda had to be his moral compass, she would do it.

So Wanda worked to keep his temperature down as his fever wore on, even getting a bucket for him to vomit in once he got nauseous enough. She brushed his hair out of his sweat coated face and got a warm bottle for his stomach. She would still help him. Because she still loved him. Even if this fight they were having made her worried. But frankly, if was naïve to think they would always be happy and sunshine and rainbows. Life was life. And conflicts happened. But she would talk to him once he was better, they would figure this out. See if this was something they could work out.

She finally got a text back from Ford [Oh, yes. Absolutely] That was such a relief... And he told her about checking the eyes for glowing or something like that. Well Seb's eye was normal, if glazed over from his delirium. So maybe he wasn't possessed. Which worried her more. Wanda sighed. She was going to call Linda. Ask her to see about Skyping Seb for some sessions again. Stanford had his sessions with his own therapist over the computer, perhaps Linda could do the same?

Seb woke up a couple hours later, claiming he felt much better. When Wanda tried asking if he remembered anything, he told her he didn't, he shook his head and said "I wanna go…" And he pouted. He had nothing else to puke out anyway.

Stan wasn't so sure about this, but Seb did seem a little better so they ended up agreeing (mostly because that way their money wouldn't be totally wasted). And he seemed much calmer now that his fever was down, even though it hadn't quite gone away.

They were fine on the bus ride to the park. Seb's face was not as pale as it had been and he even joked around about his body finally learning its lesson and obeying his will to get better to go have fun. The group left their stuff in some lockers, got changed into their swimsuits and now they were ready to have fun. Wanda hoped that being only in his swimming trunks would help him. "How about I get some drinks?" Carla winked at Wanda while she and Stan went to a nearby bar.

The two watched them from the information desk where Wanda was asking for a map. Seb leaned against the surface and passed the lump in his throat. God...The sun was so hot today...He rubbed his head as black spots clouded his vision.

"Sir? Are you ok?" The woman behind the counter asked worriedly as Seb gasped for air. Wanda looked at him. "Seb?! Sebastian, can you hear me?! Don't faint on me!"

Seb rolled his eye backward and fell forward as his legs gave up under him, fainting on her. Wanda groaned. Shouldn't have taken him, he really should have still been in bed! She barely caught him when he went limp."Sebas! Stan! Stanley!" Wanda shouted, scared when he didn't respond.

Stan and Carla came running towards them and he picked up his triplet bridal style. Before he could shout for help, a paramedic dressed in white appeared with a stretcher and told him to lie him down. Then, the three worriedly followed the man to the park's infirmary. Wanda vaguely thought about how fast the man was here as soon as Seb fainted.

Seb was unconscious for around 15 minutes. They put an oxygen mask on him and he started stirring when a nurse pinched his finger to get a small sample of blood. He blinked slowly and saw everyone looming over him with worried faces. He would have laughed if he didnt feel so stupid. His eye welled up with tears.

"He doesn't need an IV, his body isn't clearly all dehydrated if he can cry." The nurse explained before looking at Seb. "Hello, can you tell me your name?"

"Three..." Seb mumbled tired. He awkwardly tried to cover his naked chest and pull off the breathing mask. The nurse took off the mask and let him be for the moment as Wanda carefully helped him put on his shirt. "Did I die?"

"No. But almost." Stan crossed his arms over his chest. "Your pulse dropped, it scared us!"

"I actually feel better now…" And that was true. He had felt horrible and when he fainted, ah~ All the pain left.

"You had a decompensation...Probably from yesterday's dramatic weather change and that caused your general sickness today." Stan repeated what the doctor told them.

"Hot weather is not good for you, baby…" He mockingly cooed and Seb whined in embarrassment. "No~"

Wanda shooed Carla and Stan away. They were going to be fine in here, they could go have fun. It was their last day as well and they shouldn't waste it in the infirmary. "Come on~ Just go, Carla, seriously. We gotta go back and pack after this, so just go!" She smiled at her friends.

"No! Tell them to suffer with me!" Seb whined, reaching for his brother who waved at him and left him.

Wanda put a hand over his and stared down at him. They had a bit of privacy with the curtain around them. "We gotta talk."

Seb winced at that. "I'd rather not…" he flinched on himself. A nurse brought him a bottle with a pink liquid and told him he had to drink it. Hahah! Mysterious liquid!

"Sebastian...I don't like to fight with you…" She told him softly and kissed his hand. She noticed it was scraped and bruised. It was recent, so he'd been hitting something. She ignored it. She was trying to find peace right now.

Seb leaned closer to her as she sat down on the bed with him. "I love you…" he whispered. "And I hate to fight with you as well…" Wanda made him...happy...He didn't want to lose her, or lose his daughters. They were his family. That nightmare of her leaving was terrifying. The idea of being left all alone again was… it made him feel like there was something sharp buried up to the hilt inside his guts, twisting and dragging up to his heart.

It hurt even more than the blades Bill turned him into a skewer with.

"I can see you're troubled with something, and I don't know what it is, and you don't know what it is either...Maybe you should talk to Linda again...I'm sure she can help you understand." Wanda pressed her head against his, worrying over his still warm temperature.

Seb pouted. Well, he WAS feeling bad right now, with these weird, confusing thoughts...and complex, always indecipherable emotions…"Well, I guess she can…I can write to her." Wanda smiled at him and pulled his face closer to peck his lips. The first kiss since the arrest night.

"We'll get through this, ok? We have to…" The blonde whispered as she hugged him. Things weren't good right now, but she knew Seb, despite his claims that she didn't. She knew that even if he was a 'monster', he was also a good person. Even if he didn't believe it.

-.-

"MOM! DAD!" Dillon actually pushed the twins out of the way to hug his parents who were about to tiredly drop themselves down on the couch. Some workers of the building left their bags on the floor and retired. Seb and Wanda were still on the first floor, waiting for the lift to come back down because it was already too packed.

He literally sobbed and threw himself on them, they huffed as air was knocked out of their tired forms. "Oh my god!" He squeezed Stan's neck. The man looked down at his oldest son with surprise and ruffled his curls. "It's ok. Woah, I didn't disappear this time…" Stan chuckled.

"Please, please never leave me to babysit again!" Dillon cried, nuzzling his dad's chest. "I don't wanna be an adult yet, I'm a baby!" He was scarred from the experience, ok? Stan stumbled back as his 5.7 ft son clung to him like a monkey.

Kari (who came back from her trip days ago and wasn't aware of the heart attack inducing experience because no one was going to tell her), chuckled as she held the twins' hands, looking around eagerly for their parents.

Seb and Wanda appeared in the elevator, tired looks on their faces until they saw their small babies. "Princess!" "Pumpkin!" The twins squealed and ran towards their parents, sobbing as they clung to them. They have missed them so much!

"Please never leave again!" Zoe whined as she cried and bit her dad nervously. Staying with Diego and Dillon and Phillip and Sasha and Granny was fun, but they missed home now and they wanted to go back to their normal life again! Seb picked Zoe up by her feet and held her over his shoulders, making her scream loudly with joy. Zully was more subdued, but no less excited to snuggle up to their mommy. Wanda looked over and sighed before taking Zoe from Seb. "Don't dangle her like that." She scolded.

Sebastian responded by lifting Wanda into the air with his powers. (Dillon was glad Phillip wasn't here right now.) Wanda yelped. "Put me down, Sebastian!"

"Make me~" He grinned.

He grabbed Zoe back and held her against his shoulder upside down. Zoe didn't notice the looks between her parents and continued laughing as she swung from side to side.

Zully did notice though and flinched a bit. Seb finally put Wanda back on her feet, just in time since Phillip walked into the room.

When Dillon finally released his parents, Phillip approached his boyfriend's parents carrying little Diego. The red haired boy smiled at them. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Pines! Good to see you back! Everything went fine?"

"Mommy! Daddy!" Diego wiggled to be put down and clung to Carla's legs first. Stan had noticed how comfortable Diego had been in the teen's arms though and he nodded slowly with a small smile. He approved of that. (Okay, maybe Phillip wasn't too bad. But Stan was still gonna be wary of him, for now. That was his job) "It was...really something…" He glanced at his brother and his wife though. They were fine for now...

Oh hot belgian waffles…He hoped Seb didn't fuck up.

-.-

After settling back down into their lives, and after Stan thought Seb was fully recovered from whatever the heck had been wrong with him during their vacation (not that Stan knew Seb was still struggling with it, he was just more afraid of Wanda leaving him and being a bad father to the twins so he was stamping down on his urges.) Stan brought up the idea of going to the school reunion.

"No." "Come on!" "Go fuck yourself, Stan." "But it's going to be fuunn!"

Seb ran a hand over his face. Fez was once again with this STUPID idea of going to a DUMB class meeting! He already said no years ago! Stan didn't take no for an answer, did he?

"...Please for me?" The grown ass man pouted. Seb narrowed his eye as Ford crossed his arms. "No. Because every time you say that we end up accepting!"

"...Please for me?" Stan pouted harder, almost comically. The other two grimaced, fighting with all their might, but had to give up when Stan pressed. "I can get you a deal with a designer from England AND make the Mystery Shack international~"

"Ok, fine!" Ford threw his arms up in the air, shouting as Seb huffed loudly. "I'll take it, but it offends me!"

-.-

The class reunion was, of course, in New Jersey. Just like a few years ago, it was an old classmate who contacted Stanley to tell him about the meeting. She had beaten him up in telling him to not forget to tell Ford and Sebastian. That had been new, but he was still going to try to get them to go anyway, so it didn't change anything. It was actually better this way since it meant that they would be expecting his triplets to come along.

It was a no-partner meeting, so the only people invited were the actual graduates who studied there. Seb was worried about leaving the twins and Wanda, the house would fall apart without him! Carla, since she WAS from their class, came as well. Seb thought it wasn't fair. Carla told him to suck it. They travelled to their old state in first class (according to Seb, the only good thing about this whole thing), and once there, felt himself tugging at his bowtie. Truthfully, he didn't want to be here.

If he remembered correctly, a third of these people here as kids mocked him, another third bullied him and the rest were from the percentage of "too scared to go near him or wanted to ignore him". He glanced up at Ford, who had his hands nicely folded behind his back. He was sure Ford was thinking the same. Maybe this was a waste of time. "Why did we have to come again? I have much more important things to do." Ford beat Seb in asking Stan, who pulled them closer for a group hug.

"Because~ We know that all the people here, except for a few groups of friends, like Carla's" (The woman has already gone inside to search for her long time friends) "-didn't really… treat you two very well while we were in school~ And what better way TO FLEX on them than shoving your accomplishments it their faces~?!" Stan's eyes glistened with smugness. "So we're going to go in there, eat all the free food we want and show those suckers just how amazing we are and how stupid they were for being bitches to you two!"

"I...I don't know, Stanley, I don't really feel like I want-" Stanford was cut off by Seb's evil laughter. "Oh, let's do it, baby!" Bothering the people here WOULD make him feel better… Seb's petty side was going to rub the salt ALL over those fuckers!

The meeting was being held in the gymnasium, which had been turned into a party room, much like Prom (Not like Seb knew how it looked like). Their school looked exactly the same, it was surreal. But at the same time it left them with a sense of familiarity. Stan wondered how much (or little) was invested into repairing this place. He bet his graffiti in the bathroom stalls and carving on desks were still there.

They found a table and sat down. Seb and Stanford scanned the place. Ford grimaced a little, realizing he couldn't recognize half of the people around them. He'd blame it on his social skills. That he never got to actually meet someone...Or maybe it was them, since they were dicks to him and he never bothered learning their faces.

A few people he recognized were Stan's former high school team who approached them to say hi. None of them continued playing after school, and it showed. Seb looked at them up and down with a judging face. Hah! Athletic bodies from teenagehood gone?! Now what else you have to show off? Beer guts and skinny ass arms is what!

"Stan! Oh god you finally decided to show up!" One of them laughed and punched Stan's shoulder playfully. "Feel blessed with my presence, I just made this boring reunion cooler!" The middle triplet crowed.

Ford and Seb shared a look and they raised their eyebrows at the same time.

"OH hi! Stanford, Sebastian! It's been like, ages, guys!" Another man grinned at them and reached for a handshake. Ford didn't move and with a narrowed eye, Seb bristled, tensing up and glaring at them, waiting for the other man to attack.

"...Oh~kay? No handshake...Well, it was nice seeing you again, guys, see ya around. I'll be over there with my group if you need anything." The man, whose name Seb couldn't remember, walked away and Seb frowned as soon as he left.

"This doesn't feel right…" Seb commented, shifting from side to side nervously as he looked around. "Is-Is this some kind of joke…? That-Ker-Prank'D type of jokes?" He suddenly didn't feel like being all petty. If this was a prank he had to be careful or everything would be used against him! Stan scratched his head confused. "Why do you say that?"

Ford picked up pretty fast what Seb meant, unsurprisingly, because he was nervous as well. "That they're being nice."

And Stan felt his chest suddenly clenching. Just because someone was being nice to them it didn't mean they were plotting something! "I think you're exaggerating." He tried to reassure them. Sure, the people here weren't the nicest, but that was when they were kids! It was well over 20 years ago! Like, 30 years ago!

"Nah, I'm getting out of here. I'm not going to fall for their tricks again!" Seb tried to stand up but Stan gently but firmly grabbed his arm. "Seb…" He tried. "If people who were mean are suddenly being nice it only means that they either want something, or they're trying to lure you into a false sense of security before attacking!" Seb hissed, eye burning. They already did it to him in elementary, made him think he was invited to play with them only to be attacked with wet and sticky paper balls and gum. Nope. He didn't trust people. It was stupid. He had been stupid. He couldn't trust these people. Humans were disgusting!

"Let me go or I'm burning you." Seb warned with a shaky voice. Stan sighed and changed his grip from a grab to a hug. "Seb." Stan said softly. "I'm here. I won't let them do anything to you, or Ford."

"I don't care about Ford...I care about me…" Seb whined. Stan snorted softly. "Well, I care for both of you idiots. And if they do try something, I'm punching all of them. Got that?" Seb sighed and threw his head back. He guessed. Stan always did everything in his power so kids didn't bother them at school, and they were back at school, so it was his JOB. AND he dragged the two of them here! So it was kinda his fault.

"I guess. Now let me go, you're embarrassing me."

And so the three stayed together. They got some drinks and were chatting and laughing at their table (kinda ignoring everyone else), Carla came by to annoy them with her friends a couple of times but overall, it was just the three of them...like it used to be.

Seb started relaxing, realizing no one wanted to prank him or hurt him...or Ford, meh. But they were STILL being nice and he didn't get it!? They treated him like SHIT! They literally made him feel like shit. Some of them even told him to go die so they wouldn't have to see his gross face! Some people here had literally bruised him more times that he could count, had tied him up, locked him somewhere, wrote things on his face...Why were they acting so nice now?

A woman he didn't recognize approached him at some point, squealing. "Oh my god! Sebastian?!" She ran up to him before he could act like he didn't see her and she hugged him tight. He tensed up. "OH my god! It's been so freaking long since I last saw you!" She pulled away. "You remember me?! Rita, we shared classes like, millions of times! I also met your wife once! Like, she was...um, super nice and I bet she's wonderful and she's so pretty now! I saw your marriage on TV, let me say, you're SO original and I'm amazed by your designs!"

Seb tried hard to keep up with how fast she was speaking...Right…How awful. She saw his wedding?! "Yeah…" They were standing up, trapped Seb as he was getting a drink, so she dragged him to the table she had been in.

Um, guys?! I'm being KIDNAPPED!

She was still chattering excitedly at him about how she'd seen his designs and simply loved his dresses and was SO thrilled to see him again. Seb was still wondering who the fuck this was. He just stared at her blankly and tried to remember. His memory was good, but there was so much his brain could hold if he didn't give a fuck about the person. "Hey." Seb interrupted her talking about how she'd gotten into fashion design too and could totally help him out, if he was interested in a partnership. "Aren't you that girl who kicked sand in my eye and called me a faggot?"

She gasped. "Wh-What?! N-No! I didn't do that!" She cried. Seb snapped his fingers and pointed at her. "Nah! I know who you are now! You're that girl who called me a freak after seeing me with my lip bleeding and you spread that rumor that I drank people's blood in 8th grade!" The woman paled deadly white.

"I...I-I'm so sorry for that...I-I was just super dumb and we were kids, you know? We all did very stupid things…" She winced.

Seb nodded his head very slowly. "Right…" He backed away from her. "I'm seriously very sorry, Sebastian…" She was frowning desperately and Seb realized what this was all about. It was the second option. They weren't nice to play a prank, they wanted to get stuff from him, like...Iván did… and he seriously didn't know which one was worse… "You're only talking to me because I've made a name for myself in the fashion industry and you want to leech off me." Seb pointed out. The woman flushed. "What?! How can you even say that?" She cried in offense. Seb shrugged. "Well, I know for a fact that I haven't seen your work around anywhere. Nor have I heard of you. Which company are you even with? Which brand? Do you even have one?" He verbally jabbed at her.

The woman jerked back at each sentence. "T-that-" She shook. "I-I'm with a company! I'm doing well too!" Even if she hadn't been able to sell any designs… Seb could pick up on that unspoken comment. He scoffed. "Right, well. I'm not in the market for any new workers or partners at the moment. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm getting another drink." He turned on his heel and stormed away.

Stanford was slowly breathing, trying to keep his breathing under control. Stupid Stanley! Where the fuck was he?! So much for staying with them, huh?! Sebastian got lost in the crowd and Stanley was pulled away by Carla's friends who were singing loudly and kinda drunkenly. He rested his chin on his hands and sulked. He hated parties...He didn't even want to see these people, he didn't want to come, but Stan insisted. He wasn't friends with anyone here. No one had wanted to be his friend, and after he actively stopped trying, he was the loner who was always clinging to his triplets. He had friends in Gravity Falls. Did they seriously come all the way up here to chat with his brothers? They could have done that anywhere!

"Hey, lonely guy~ Mind if I take a seat?" That sounded friendly, but it pissed Ford off a little, because of the sad train of thought he was having. He looked up and saw a smiling readheaded woman who sat next to him without warning.

Who was she? He barely knew them as teens, how was he supposed to recognize them as adults?!

"By your blind look I'll say you don't remember me, but that's fine~ my face isn't in the papers regularly~ I'm Cathy!"

Ford blinked. "Crenshaw?" He guessed. "The only one~" He blushed a little. Right. Of all the people here it had to be this woman!

"He-Greetings…" he extended a hand to shake, before pulling it back and hiding it behind his back again. Nope! The woman noticed the gesture and reached for his hand. "Please, don't think I'm like how I was when we were kids, it was decades ago, everyone grows up and mature." She shook hands, to Ford's shock.

"So, how's you been? I saw your work and wow, you're simply a genius." She chuckled. "You've always been, to be honest, I knew you'd be great!" Ford rubbed his neck. "Thanks…How...are you?" He asked, not sure what to say in this case. After all, what was he supposed to say to the person he used to crush on until she screamed when he tried to hold her hand?

"Im ok. I work as an Industrial Engineer... Supervise production in a company, but too much about me, how are you? Are you married? Any kids?"

"U-Uh, no, just...my niblings." Ford admitted. "Ah, I bet you're the favorite uncle!" They talked for a bit more, Ford discovered she got a divorce "because Jeffry was a dick" and her daughter was just starting college. Ford sheepishly told her he hadn't ever even dated anyone, being too busy with his work. He blushed hard when she gasped in shock, kind of dramatically. "How can you be single?! You're very handsome! Only a dumbass would ignore you. I know I used to be one…" She sighed. "Your work is important, but don't you get lonely? You always did spend all your free time on school work..." Ford shrugged. He didn't see why it was such a problem.

"It would be nice to hang out! You know, catch up with the other~ Like, I was a horrible kid and I feel horrible for what I did...I'd like to try again…to actually get to know you." She sighed.

Ford looked around the place. He didn't want to socialize! Where were his brothers?! But Cathy seemed pretty ernest and Ford didn't want to be rude and shoot her down on just talking. She was trying to reach out to him, and Ford shouldn't always assume the worst of people...

"I can do that, yeah." Ford sent her a small, awkward smile (weapons and fighting monsters was still easier than human interaction). Cathy reciprocated with a big smile of her own. "Let's go get some drinks."

Eventually more people joined on the table. They all seemed to want to know about his life, and his work, and "Oh wow! You must earn A LOT!"

"Eh...I guess?" Ford rubbed the back of his head. He got paid really well for his research papers yeah but he wasn't as obsessed with money as Stanley was. Cathy laughed and waved a half drunk cup at them. "Oh please~ Do you know who you're talking to?! This man right here is a genius! And very handsome too~" She grinned at Ford, who blushed slightly as this comment.

Meanwhile, as promised, Stan was showing off his little brother to everybody. After Seb freed himself from that woman, he found himself surrounded by STUPID, FAKE BITCHES who wanted to talk to him. He couldn't believe they were being nice just because. Everyone here just wanted to be on his good side because it was convenient for them. Well, too bad! Everyone here was on his bad side! FUCK THEM!

He had been SO close to their table when Stan grabbed him by his arm and dragged him to his group of friends. No, no~! Seb didn't want to talk to these people anymore! "So there we were at our wedding, right? Two drinks on my hand! Seb here daring me to go!" Stan punched his brother's arm as he exhaled the smoke from his cigarette. He wasn't one to smoke too much, but he could take one if offered.

Seb narrowed his eye at him. That dumb Fez. He smoked with his friends since high school. He'll snitch on Carla, she didn't like Stan smoking! That's if, he found her… Seb couldn't tell where Carla was, there were so many people-

He looked around to see if Sixer was suffering like he was. He found his oldest brother absolutely surrounded by women all cooing over him. Seb's jaw dropped. What?! What?! WHAT!?

He slapped Stan on the back, knocking his cigarette out of his mouth. "DUDE! Check it!" He pulled on Stan's face and the middle triplet's jaw dropped as well. "WHAHTT?!" Seb nodded. "Yeah, my response too."

The two stared as Ford chattered about some nerdy science thing… and the women all nodded along, most of them not really understanding but wanting to seem interested. One of them was simply gazing dreamily at Ford with a blush on her cheeks. "Wow… this… is really happening?" Stan scratched his chin.

As they watched, some of the women began subtly elbowing each other to try and get a better spot closer to the oblivious scientist. One of them rested unmovable though, the one on Ford's right with light brown hair and green eyes.

"They're going to eat him…" Seb whispered, horrified by the unusual sight. He was still convinced these people were just using them, so those women definitely wanted something from him! Why else would they be circling his brother like sharks?! There was one sitting way too close to him!

(If it wasn't a job or money, they were trying to go for something else his naive, innocent brother couldn't give to anyone!)

"Stan, we gotta help him!" Seb pulled at his arm. Stan shook his head to get rid of his shock. Pulled out another cigarette (because the other was rudely knocked out!) and lit it up with a smirk. "I think he's doing just fine~ Lucky him, he's single. All the ladies want a piece of 'im!" He blew the smoke at his brother's face.

"Eewww~" Seb whined and waved his hands around his face. He didn't want that getting inside his meatsack, thank you. Fine, if Fez didn't help, he'd help Fordsie on his own! And so he marched up to the table.

"Stanford Pines. I came to rescue you." Seb declared, standing next to Ford. Ford looked up at him and smiled. "Hey, there you are! I thought you disappeared."

"I wish." Seb hissed. He looked at the women, no recognition in his eye, but all of them waved with a huge smile. "Hi, Sebastian!" "Oh my god, you look great~" "It's being so freaking long! How are you?!"

"I have a wife, stop." He huffed and looked at Ford again. "Can we go now? I'm bored."

"Whaat? But the meeting has just started!" The green eyed woman next to Ford looked at Seb with a pout.

"And you are?" Seb raised an eyebrow. "Cathy Crenshaw, it's so nice to see you again, Sebastian."

"Uh huh."

"Yeah and Stanford was telling us about his job!" Another woman smiled. "You're so lucky to have such an intelligent brother~ I'd love to have someone as intelligent as him in my life~"

Seb grinned as he looked at Ford. "Yeah, I wouldn't call him intelligent…Moveee~" He pulled at Ford's arm but he didnt move. Ford shook him off. "Let me go, Sebastian." Cathy glared at Seb with a look that made him step back a few steps. "I'm attempting to socialize." Ford explained in a quiet voice.

He looked at a woman "You were telling about the latest project you've been working on." Ford said before looking up at Seb. "She's an ecologist." he explained. "Yay…" The woman clapped, thrilled to have been included. Seb pulled a nearby chair (making the man at that other table yelp as he fell to the floor) and moodily sat behind Ford. "Fine, but I'm going to supervise."

Cathy hummed before nodding. "Yeah, please Diana, tell us!"

"Oh, right!" Diana smiled, glad that she caught his interest and started explaining how she specialized on climate change and how she worked on measuring the alteration in precipitation and temperature and other boring things Seb didn't care about.

He seriously wanted to go back home. He was so boreeedd! He could either go hang with Stan's friends who were smoking and talking about games and sports, or be here, in science class. He missed Wanda, at least he'd feel less annoyed with the world if she was here with him.

Or maybe he wouldn't...With how she was suddenly trying to force him to be 'kinder' and 'nicer' when he had already decided he wouldn't follow anyones rules, an anarchist! But Wanda and her stupid rules-!

He sighed and dug his nails into his hand and scratched it hard to have something to do, leg moving up and down as his body itched.

Ford, on the other hand, seemed very interested in what she was talking about. Her job sounded so important and it made him think a lot about his own research. Yes, technology was amazing and all, but it couldn't be done from exploiting the planet… He remembered what Mabel told him about the dinosaurs underground melting sooner than later. The declining health of their planet and all sorts of awful things happening to the environment.

In what world where they are going to live in a couple years if everything was getting polluted and contaminated? If the air was full of toxins in some parts of the world? Bill told him he would be the "man who changed the world"...Maybe it was another one of his lies, but it didn't mean he couldn't do it!

"You look pensive~" Cathy casually held his hand. Ford didn't even notice and smiled. "I am thinking… And Diana just gave me an idea!" He missed the way Cathy glared at the ecologist when he smiled at her.

He had to talk to Fiddleford! They were going to save the planet! With science!

Sebastian had enough. He was too bored. He winced at his red hand (skin damaged but not enough to bleed), and then stared at some other people and grinned evilly. They bothered him, it was just fair he repaid the favor~

"Ow! Miss, he pulled my chair!" "Silence, Sebastian!"

He pulled a chair back with his powers and a woman fell back, screaming. Some people laughed, others helped her and she huffed in annoyance as she searched for who did it. Seb grinned. Oh, this was fun.

"Ow! You're hurting me!" "That's what you get for being a freak!" They pulled his hair harder.

He yanked at the hair of another woman with his powers. She screamed and pushed the one who fell. "Why did you pull my hair! I didn't pull your chair, bitch!" "I didn't do anything!"

"They-they kicked my stomach…" The nurse sighed. "You must have done something, it's your own fault."

He pulled a table towards a walking man. The sharp border perfectly hit him in the stomach and he wheezed in pain. The drinks and some snacks there spilled and nicely landed over another person who gasped as they tried to clean their ruined suit.

"Why don't you fucking get rid of your disgusting eye before talking to me again?! Ew!"

He grinned widely when a woman screamed, the top of her dress magically loosened and yanked down. "Oops~" Seb chuckled softly. Someone got rid of her disgusting zipper~ She covered her chest and one of her friends turned around to punch at the first man behind her. "The fuck is wrong with you?!" He roared. "I didn't do anything!" "Oh, you were always a pervert, Louis!"

He broke her horrible heel, just for the heck of it! She fell over and pulled down a tablecloth while screaming.

Now, who was going to get accidentally burnt for smoking and drinking? Eenie~ Meenie~ Miney~

Seb squeaked when Stan dropped a hand onto his shoulder. "Seb! What are you doing?" Stan hissed at him. Seb tried to look innocent. "What? I was nowhere near-"

"Bullshit. Seb." He did this exact same thing back during their trip. "If you're THAT bored, just… go meet up with old friends or something?" Stan tried. Seb seethed. "What friends? My bullies? Your friends who spoke behind my back?! Everyone here hated me. And I don't like them either. I didn't want to come here, I never did, you just made a deal with me..." Stan winced. "Seb…"

"No. No! I'm DONE. I'm leaving! I should have never come!" Seb huffed and shoved his brother off him before storming off. There was nothing here except people who irritated him. Everything about this irritated him. He just… couldn't deal with it. He couldn't just… pretend that none of these people had been utterly awful to him as a child. He hadn't even heard any of them sincerely apologize for traumatizing him to the point he needed fucking therapy! Seb hissed between his teeth. He wasn't going to forgive them. He didn't NEED to. Linda once told him that accepting that awful stuff happening to him and moving on was NOT the same as forgiving the people who hurt him. Forgiveness isn't something to be given just because 'it's the right thing to do' because that was bullshit. He didn't have to forgive them. He wasn't going to be forced to. He stormed off, slamming the door behind him as he went back to the hotel room they were sharing.

Stan rubbed his face. How stupid…He just thought, he assumed...Seb had been all sensitive and emotional right now...He was going to apologize when he returned to the hotel after this…

Seb made his way to the hotel, he was just going to walk back. He didn't care about anything. It was late and cold, but he couldn't care less. If someone tried to rob him he'd just kill them. He wasn't in the mood to deal with them.

Why did he have to come. He had left this place to never come back (except for Matsuda), this place wasn't a fun place for vacation! He lived the worst years of his human life here, he lost his Dad here...

(Even prison wasn't as bad!)

Seb couldn't help the sad humorless chuckle that left his lips. His family always seemed to be adopted...Liam, Matsuda...He was tired. This place drained him, wanted to bring him down and kill him, like it originally planned. If not at the hands of Filbrick, then of his bullies who were lucky the Axolotl was keeping him from dying...

He slumped on the sidewalk and took a deep breath with his eye closed. Well, at least Ford was having fun? Maybe he could forgive them, he technically excluded himself. He could have made friends, people didn't hate him for existing.

He was tempted to go throw some rocks at Filbrick's window and running away, or maybe even burning the place, but he didn't have the energy. So, against his vindictive and evil self, he just went to his hotel. Calling Wanda made him feel better. Despite their little disagreements, he still loved her, and a LOT.

She was even nice enough to not tell him 'I told you so'. "I don't even know why I agreed...The only good thing that I got from that school was you." He grumbled as he complained. Wanda took it as a compliment. "Love you. See you tomorrow." "See ya, say hi to the girls for me…"

Stan did apologize for forcing Seb to come, later that night when he and Ford returned from the reunion. It didn't really make Seb feel any better.

What DID make Seb feel better was teaming up with Stan to tease Ford over all the women's phone numbers he'd somehow acquired. Poor Ford didn't understand why they were making such a big deal of it, he was simply going to talk to Cathy and Diana about their work! And his therapist HAD told him to socialize more. Wasn't this good?!

"Dude…" Sebastian deadpanned at him. "You know those women just want to get into your pants, right?" At his lost look, Seb sighed exasperated. "They wanna bang you, fuck you, copulate with ya~ In more nerd terms..."

"What?!" Ford blinked like the owl he was, not quite comprehending. "But we're not dating!"

"Pfth! We're adults now. Ya don't have to date someone to wanna fuck 'em." Was Stan's eloquent reply. Ford turned red and hid his face in his hands. "T-that can't be it! I haven't even given off any signs that I was interested in them!"

The two younger triplets sighed. "You poor, poor baby." Those women really were going to eat him alive. Seb even used his powers to look up those women, see what their ulterior motives were… and… yeah. A lot of them had married right out of high school or college and gotten divorced years later when they realized things weren't working out between them and their husbands. And now they were looking for a nice man to get together with. In their youth they'd gone for the 'bad boys', the sport stars, handsome hunks, the alpha male types… and things hadn't worked out between them. So now, they wanted an intelligent and… meeker kind of man. And his poor, innocent triplet had caught their eye. Ford had always been somewhat shy and timid, but he was respectful. That, along with the fact that he grew up to be incredibly handsome and successful meant that to those now single women, Ford was the perfect catch.

Seb shook his head. Humans were scary when trying to find a partner. Yeesh. And all for sex! How primitive, really.

He tried to warn Ford about it, but his brother merely said that perhaps he could actually give this a try… maybe. He couldn't deny that… maybe he wanted to try things with Cathy again… just… to try it out, see what all this crazy dating thing Mabel has been telling him was all about. His brothers had all talked about how wonderful having a partner was. And even if Ford didn't really see the appeal himself, he figured that as a scientist, he should test it out.

Seb let him. It'd be fun to see him inevitably fail~

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So poor Dillon almost died that day XD

And Ford...no comments *sigh