𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦

𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘊𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥=𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘛𝘰 𝘝𝘰𝘵𝘦

NARRATOR POV:

2 hours had passed since the birthing had happened and Alvin was still passed out. Everyone ignored him because who wants to see a passed out half naked chipmunk? However, they would have to wake him limp ass up soon since the plane was landing. Still, nobody wanted to touch him, not even Abs, who was on call with her wife. Unfortunately, some unlucky person had to wake his omega ass up and that unlucky person was BBL Drake, who was concerningly excited to touch an ex-pregnant man.

ALVIN'S POV:

I felt a very soft, feminine, almost petite like hand touch my womb, which was previously filled with eight future disappointments. Stroking my stitched up womb, he had glimmers in his eyes with a hint of mischief. I look up at his deformed looking face and shove his hand off me. This loser was beyond the definition of an Omega, he's so much of an omega that not even I can compete. If there was an omega competition and he was enrolled in it, the competition would end before anyone else could compete.

"U-um, sir, the plane has landed and you're standing in the way of these good civilians and I will not stand for it! W-wait, that was harsh, UwU I'm sorry, I'm new to talking to other omega's. I'm just so used to being submissive for alphas around me, I haven't learned to talk to other omega's," he apologizes while turning away from me like an insecure little girl.

"What the fuck. Whatever, just help me up," I command over to this loser. I hold my hand out to him and he hesitates for a second, gasping like those little girl anime characters that those 30 year old men defend and sexualize with their life and their only come back is, "She's 500, so it's okay!," when she looks like a whole ass 4 year old at oldest or say, "the age of consent in Japan is 13!" like they know shit about Japanese laws. He takes my hand and helps me up, or tries to cause omegas are known for being weak, but this stupid loser is beyond weak. I'm literally a foot tall chipmunk that's a few ounces at best, but he's so god damn weak he can't pick me up. 

"Jesus Christ, I said pick me up not hold my hand while I struggle to get up," I say holding onto his foot for support. "I-I'm sorry, mister, I'm trying my best," he turns his head away in shame. I just roll my eyes and grab my bag. Whatever I can do to keep this submissive freak away, I'll do in a heartbeat. Hearing omega-like footsteps, I pick up my pace so he doesn't catch up to me. Alas, I too, am a petite omega and can only get so far with little legs like mine.

"W-Wait! I didn't catch your name, follow omega!" he yells chasing me on all fours like a creepy furry. You mean to tell me you watched my birth, watched the people on that flight yell at me, call my name several times and you didn't catch it once? "It's Alvin," I yell, running away from the obedient, but not the kind of obedient where they can take a hint obedient, loser.

Eventually, I lost his omega ass and go to the baggage terminal. I look around for my light up Disney Princess bag (had one of those bad boys) and can't find it anywhere. Walking towards the nearest worker, I see Mariah Carey.

"Hello, cumcake, how you doing on this lovely Christmas season," she asks me, but the nickname threw me off. "What? You know what? Never mind, I can't find my bag," I say with a tired look. She looks over a very Christmasey list.

"Ah, Alvin Seville, right? Your flamboyant bag was distracting kids, so we moved it over to terminal 3," she says while handing Doritos three candy canes, and mumbling a quick Merry Christmas. I start to walk over to terminal 3, upset they don't appreciate art like my bag. "You know, where I'm from that's called gay karma," Nikolai says while pointing at my womb that was now empty. (Not really how it works but go along with it) Deepthroat gave him a gentle slap with a random vibrator she found.

I get to terminal 3 and see my bag. Getting to the bag and grabbing the handle, I see another person grab the handle. "Jesus Christ, just let go of my bag-" I stop and look up, making eye contact with Levi. I missed him so much, I forgot the cold dead eyes lighting up a little when he saw me. It never registered to me how much I missed him until I saw him now. 

"Alvin? What are you doing here?" he asked with a longing look in his eyes. (Low key crying while writing this but I always cry writing this story for obvious reasons) I wanted to jump into his warm arms right then, right there and cuddle with him forever while we ignore the world. Then I remembered he abandoned the kids.

"I- get away from me, Levi. I don't want to be near you anymore. When we got back to the scouts, I want you to act like you never met me," I say, turning away with tears and walking off. "Wait, Alvin! What about the kids?! I want to be in their life," he yells but I'm speed walking too fast for him to keep up. (If you know me irl and have seen me walk, that's how fast he was walking) Practically running at this point, I get to the exit and call for a taxi.

"Where to?" the cab man, who had short hair and a 'I love Joseph Joestar' pin next to their name tag, asked. "Cum in My Ass lane," I tell them. He nods his head and drives there very sloppily, but then again their name tag says Sloppy Nuts, so I guess it's a normal trait for them. While looking out the window, I contemplate what happened. Does Levi even care about me? Was it all just so he could dominate me? He only cares about the kids, he didn't care about me this entire time. I was just a one night stand to him and he only cares now cause he wants to "help" the kids. Wait, the kids! I forgot them! About to ask Sloppy Nuts to turn around, I hear sirens.

"Alvin Seville, step out of the car. We need to talk about Daddy Yankee," Quiplash yells into a mic. I'm screwed.

A/N: Writing the next chapter rn. Last night I had a dream where circumcision meant register to vote or vote and kept yelling at my friend (Deepthroat btw) bc she wasn't "circumcised". Like I was full on yelling in tears about how "your circumcision could affect the future state of this country," and she would not get "circumcised" so I ignored her for the rest of my dream.