Total Drama GC

Oh shit

(A week later)
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[Future Family-In-Laws!!!!!}
Noah: Alejandro how did your dad find my house

Alejandro: I beg your finest pardon?

Nova: your dad is at our house demanding for Carlos

Nova: the toddlers are both terrified, Neil's trying to hold both Nathan and Nina back from shooting him dead and mom's trying to reason with him to get lost

Alejandro: oh god I am so, so sorry about this, what's happening to Carlos?

Noah: he and Nelson came back from their honeymoon and they're resting in the guest room while they look for houses to move into

Alejandro: fuck this isn't good

Nova: no shit it isn't, the toddlers are frightened beyond belief, Neil's trying to hold back Nina and Nathan from mauling him, mom's trying to talk sense into him and failing, Naomi is contemplating leaving the house by the balcony and Nadia and dad aren't home

Noah: fuck we have to wake them up, get Nancy and Nico now

Nova: coming
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"Nelson." A frantic voice whispers at the door, and the handle jiggles. Locked. "Carlos. Come on, there's no way both of you are this heavy of sleepers."

The two desperate voices of the older twins sound desperate, and that sent Carlos into motion. As carefully as he possibly could, the Latino pulled himself up and started shaking his new husband by the arm gently.

After a minute, Nelson groggily reeled out of the darkness and raised his arms to hold himself up. "What..?" The knocks on the door are louder, but still obviously toned down. The long-haired Latino jerks his head to the noise.

Well, no explanation needed, he supposed.

That was all his husband needed to immediately slide off his torso and hurry over to the door, unlocking it to reveal both sets of twins standing outside, expressions nervous.

"Thank god," Nova whispers, bolting inside, Noah close on her heels as he shooed Nancy and Nico along into the room where the newlyweds were residing while they looked for a house to live.

"What's going on?"

"There's some big, scary, ugly man here," Nancy replies in her soft, toddler voice. Using her hands to create exaggerated motions, she led them higher with every adjective she used to describe the man, "and he wants to see Carlos downstairs."

Post-sleep dreariness had never washed off the eldest Burromuerto child so fast. Miguel was here? At the Sterecra's doorstep? This was an entirely new level of fucked up, even for him.

He usually never gave enough of a shit to hunt him down over incidents like this. In that moment, Carlos hated his father, hates him so much. If he were to drop dead, he was pretty sure he would rejoice at this point.

Nova hunches over, voice even lower than her little sister's. "Did she mention fucking terrifying?"

"Why is he here?" Nelson asks, attention jumping between all three of the remaining people in the room, like he doesn't know who he's asking.

Noah drops his jaw incredulously, hands convulsing in front of him. "I don't fucking know? How the fuck would I know rich people anger? Do I look like I speak big and scary?"

Nico, in all his childlike innocence, stared straight at Carlos with his round, doe-brown eyes. "The scary uncle said something about taking you home. The uncle was funnily... polite."