𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦

𝘊𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘺𝘢 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘏𝘪𝘵 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘏𝘢𝘵 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘖𝘯

ALVIN POV:

A few security guards try and grab Gojo but he had his infinity on so they couldn't touch him. He runs up to the stand and shows the crowd a selfie of him. In the selfie he's doing a peace sign with me in the background with the caption "watching an omega give birth #livingontheedge".

"Well, that is proof that Alvin's the father, but that won't do much if you're fighting for custody," Azhar explains, stroking a photo of Tachihara. Doritos raises her hand. "Excuse me, but what good would Daddy Yankee do as military property? If he can't do anything good, then what's the point of keeping him around? And he's a baby and babies fuck things up all the time, what if he triggers a bomb or something," Doritos questions.

"Lunv bhgvbhfhvbkdj svhbrkjn." "Translation: She's right, the baby would be too much of a danger to this country. They win the court case." "That's not possible-" "Lkijhnjkv ybfnrhyvnhmjn gtynj" "Translation: Take the L Biden, stfu for once xoxo." Doritos turns to me with a smile. "I did it! I did something right for once in my life! I'm not a failure like my parents say I am!" "Depends, do your badminton skills count?" "Stfu or I'm cutting off your dick."

"Lmsnjdksj iuhg vyunjhvcxnjh." "Translation: Order in the court and Stfu Doritos," Loser Shinji translates. I have no idea how were going to win this case and Doritos is too stupid to know anything about court. I look to my left and see Deepthroat is still crying to a photo of blonde Andrew Garfield, but this time she's stroking the photo lovingly. Wait, both Doritos and Deepthroat have pregnant husbands who were also on the flight. I turn to Doritos and ask a question that might help us out.

"Doritos, can you ask Chuuya and Nikolai to the stand?" She thinks about it for a sec. "I probably could, but pookie bear Chuuya would make me nervous," Doritos says readjusting her hat for the third, fucking, time. "Well, do it then. Wouldn't the judge want to hear from witnesses? Especially ones who also are pregnant?" She takes a few moments to get the question through her fat ass skull.

"Mr. Karl, judge, I call Nikolai Lantslov to the stand," Doritos says pointing up, or at because he's gotta be like 5 '7. "O-oh, me," the said petite man asks. "Yes, hurry up, Skank." He walks up to the stand with very small steps cause he's so fucking small, but not as small as Warner.

"Nikolai, is it true you were at the birth of Daddy Yankee," Doritos asks intimidatingly like an alpha. "Yes, I was and I felt a little threatened seeing another pregnant omega," he says omegaly sassy while glaring at me. I roll my eyes and swish my tail. "Do you believe, as a future mom, that a newborn should not be separated from their mother even if they're considered military property," Doritos asks, pointing at Nikolai's baby bump in disgust because she hates the sight of pregnant blonde men.

"Ofc I do, I wouldn't carry a fetus for nine months just for it to be given up as military property," Nikolai says in a way to defend me while also rubbing it in my face that I lost my child to the President. "Alright, thank you that's all, you can shuffle back to your seat," she tells him questioningly while looking at his little legs. She turns back to the crowd.

"Chuuya Babygirl Nakahara, will you please come (heh) to the stand," Doritos asks, twirling a strand of her hair. He walks up with a babygirl strut. "Yes, Pookles?" "Pookles, not in public!" "Ask the fucking question," NOT Babygirl Biden demands. "Ahem, Chuuya, is it true you were at the birth of Daddy Yankee?" "Yes, Pookles." They both blow kissy faces towards each other. "And do you believe, as a future mom, that a newborn should not be separated from their mother, even if they're considered military property," Doritos asks, making some sort of heart with her hands and showing Chuuya.

"I do, Mrs Nakahara Fujioka," he teases towards the emo skank, Doritos. "Oh, stop," she says, blushing redder than a used tampon. "Well, you heard it judge, two witnesses who are pregnant believe the baby should be with me," I say, crossing my Omega legs. Unfortunately, Karl can fucking read for some reason and didn't hear anything we said because he was reading Shatter Me.

"Lnbijbfhncbhunbbgyfnhu." "Translation: Idc, losers. Doritos wins and Biden loses," Loser Shinji Translates while rolling his eyes because he hates Doritos. (Stfu Shinji you just can't handle the #1 Asuka kinnie)

"Doritos, you had no right to win this case, I hope you choke on a clit," Azhar yells angrily. "No you!" They both argued back and forth before security dragged them out. Levi and I looked at each other before making out passionately. Shinji covered Daddy Yankees eyes like a loser prude. Levi tasted like 3 year old discharge, my favorite. We stop making out and grab Daddy Yankee before leaving the court. We see Biden fall to his knees and cry, but he did it in a slow mow way, the kind you would do if someone were to make an edit of you, but this wasn't an edit so it was weird asf.

"Everything is simply a shape, a form, an identifier to let other people recognize me as me, but then what am I? Is this me? My true self, my fake self? What is it that I am? Nobody understands me!" Wow, Biden's a Shinnie. We walked to the exit. Levi held the door open for me.

"Omegas first," he insisted. I blushed a little. As soon as I walked out I saw Doritos making out with Azhar and if you looked closely, you could see Azhar taking photos of Doritos' feet for her collection. Unfortunately, they both forgot they still had jail time, so they police arrested them while they continued to still make out in the back seat of the car. (Love you pooks) Levi and I wanted to thank Doritos for helping us, so we decided to visit her in jail. I called the cab over and told the driver, Toji, to take us to the jail.

"Toji, why are you a cab driver," I asked while breastfeeding Yankee. "I got tired of living in a box on the streets, so I became a cab driver," he said, pulling up to the jailhouse. If Doritos weren't in jail and were in the car right now, she'd probably be trying to suck Toji's massive, huge, humongous, size of the moon, large, plump, round, succulent, big, colossal, jumbo, enormous, full, fat, gigantic, hefty, immensive, voluptuous, voluminous, stuffed, packed, mondo, mammoth, overweight, extensive, bulky, substantial, vast, copious, monster, oversized titters. We pull up to the jail house and ask to visit Doritos.

"Right this way," the guard, Olaf, leads us to the hallway. "Fifth cell, but now might not be a good time." He walks away, closing the door behind us. I walk towards her cell. "Hey, Doritos-" I shut my mouth immediately. When the guard say busy, I wasn't expecting tensome busy. It was her, Azhar, Chuuya, Tachihara, Yosano, Fyodor, Sigma, Fukuzawa, Ango, and Kunikida. I ran away before I could even tell who was in who.

A/N: Sorry for the last part pooks but it's important for the story. Actually, not really but its for me and pooks Azhar. Love you babes. Anyways sorry this chapter sucks might edit it later but it's 12 am and i'm tired.