YOU MOTHERFUCKERS THOUGHT I WASNT FOLLOWING MY SCHEDULE. SIKE, I AM. I just passed out last night and hEY, IT'S STILL SUNDAY SOMEWHERE IN THE WORLD-

Mood: Fluff

Main ship: Vikklan

Side ship/s: Poofless, Merome

Words: 2879

Warnings: Mention of mpreg

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Vik's POV

"Papa!" I hear my little girl scream. I smile as I crouched down and opened my arms. She laughed as she jumped right into them. I pick her up and she starts to giggle. "How's your day, Star?" I ask her. "It was good! Look, I got a star sticker because I helped Ms. Marsha clean the classroom!" she exclaims, showing the sticker stuck on her sky-blue sweater with pride. I warmly smile at this and kiss the top of her head. "That's great baby, I'm so proud of you!" She starts to happily giggle. I move the dirty blonde hair out of her face so I can see her better.

She waved goodbye to her friends and classmates as I carried her to our car. "That star sticker fits you, my shining little one," I tell her while I open the door of the middle seats. She starts to smile a bit as I placed her down. I close the door and make my way to the driver's seat. I get in and start up the car. "We'll be picking up your brother and sister okay Star? Please be behaved." I tell her, putting on my seat belt. She nods and goes "Uh-huh." While putting her bag down and taking out her favorite toy before putting her own seatbelt on, she's a kid but she's a clever girl. It was a cute baby zombie plushie that I remember getting at my second Minecon and named it Nati based off the baby zombie in a handful of my Minecraft series. I gave it to her when she was only a few months old, she loved it more than anything.

She played with the doll as I drove to get my second eldest child and son. He's still in elementary school, but he's in his last year before going to high school. He fell in love with playing video games, just like how his two fathers are. Even if he loved staying at home to play with games, he loved playing basketball as well. He practices every day to get better, and his determination really does remind me of how his second father is.

I stopped at the edge of the schooling grounds and see him talking to some of his friends and basketball mates. I take off my seatbelt and open my door to stick my head out. He's only some feet away so I can call out his name to get his attention. "Aleyn!" (It's like Allen) I shout out. He turns around and grins. "Be there soon pa!" He shouts back. He picks up his bag as he says goodbye to the other kids. He rushes to me and kisses my cheek. "How's practice, Aleyn?" I ask him. "It was actually great pap; I finally got a 3-pointer shot." He says, getting in the car by himself and putting down his duffle and school bag. I get back in and start driving again. "I'll have to thank Uncle Mitch for helping me..." He mumbles

"Oh, by the way, pap, Fredrick, and Sylvia said to call up Uncle Mitch and Jerome when we get home," Aleyn tells me as he puts on his seatbelt. "Oh? You know why?" I ask as Star reaches over to him, trying to get his attention. "No, not really." He says and smiles at the girl that reaches over to him. I hum as I nodded, now why would they want to call me up just later and not now? I shake my head at the thought, I can ask them when we get home, but first my eldest daughter.

She was the first one who I gave birth to (Welcome, as this world can have guys becoming pregnant. How and why? Because I can't give a—). She's in her second last year in high school, and I'm almost certain that she'll be the valedictorian by the end of her last school years. She held high status as a high school student and president. She is intelligent and witty, both coming from me of course. Though, she is also pretty known to have many friends. Her humor is unlimited, and her jokes remind me of what her dad would teach and tell her as well. They bonded so much together.

I know that her classes are done by now, she must be with her friends in the café near there. I drove over there and as I predicted, I see her happily chatting with a girl and a boy that I knew very well. She instantly notices the car and grabs her bag as she stands up. She says goodbye to them, giving the boy a peck on the cheek and quickly leaves the café. She takes the front seat and sits down. She kisses my cheek as she greets all of us. "Hi pap, hey Al, hello Star." "Hey, sis." "Hi Esme!" the three siblings say to each other making me smile. "Hello to you too Esme," I tell her as I turn my car back on the road.

"How was your day?" I ask her. "Really stressful, a lot of projects, a speech next week and rehearsals," she complains, but smiles in the end. "But I know I can get through it." I hum, "Of course you can." I encourage her. "And papa, Betty said to call Uncles Merome, and Keegan told me to call Uncles Poofless too," She remarks. I remember that Aleyn told me about Mitch and Jerome, but it seems that Preston and Rob are into something as well.

I chuckle at the thought. The whole pack here in the modern world. We were still making videos to the fact we loved our jobs, but YouTube is not getting any better, so we tried on new things to sustain ourselves just in case. It was nice growing older with the people you loved. Heck, fans that were younger before and are all grown-up still watch me and the other boys, seeing us and thanking us for everything. The ships sailed after a good while for many fans to be supportive and happy about. I still see fan arts and stories about them. Mitch and Jerome dated first and married no sooner after 3 years of dating. Preston and Rob got together a few months after Merome did and being the first ones to get married. Then there was me and my dear husband, last ones to start dating and got married between Poofless and Merome.

We all soon got kids as well. Merome is the first out of all of us, Betty is their eldest daughter and then having twins, Sylvia and Fredrick. Poofless then had their older son Keegan, and the youngest out of everyone is a girl named Rosie. My partner and I then had our eldest daughter Esme, followed by Aleyn then Star. They resembled all of us in so many ways, wild, childish, and a close friendship. I grin at the thoughts. My life has taken turns in so many directions, and I'm thankful that it led here.

I slow down as we near our home, pulling the car into the driveway. I look back to see Star had fallen asleep in her seat and that Aleyn is ready to get off. "Esme, can you please pick up your little sister and place her in her bed? I'll be making dinner and I'll also be calling the Pack." I ask my daughter as I get out of my car. She smiles as I said the still dumb nickname of our group and nodded. I gave her the car keys so she could lock it herself as she went to get her sleeping sister.

I walk to the door connected by the driveway where Aleyn was waiting. I unlocked the door and Aleyn rushed in and open the lights. I roll my eyes playfully as I remark him, "Aleyn, go take a shower and dress up first before playing video games." He places his bag down by the stairs as he hurries upon it to do what I ordered him.

I sigh as a dig through my pockets to find my phone. I open it to be greeted by a pretty old picture of the pack as my lock screen and the home screen being my family. I smile a bit at the photos as I open my contacts. I scroll through it to get the first contact I see. Since it's alphabetical, the first one was Jerome. I tap to call and wait for him. It rang a few times before he picked it up.

"Oh, hey Vik!" I hear the familiar voice of a Bacca say. "Hey Jerome, what are you up to?" I ask, finding my way to the kitchen. "Mitch and I are just getting the twins and Betty; you must've picked up your kids already huh?" He tells me as I press my shoulder onto the phone to press it into my ear. "Yeah, I did, and your kids told mine to call you guys?" I ask, needing to know if what they say is true. "Oh yeah! We' re—Wait can you hold up V?" He stops a bit as I raise my eyebrow, opening my fridge to grab some pancake mix. I giggle a bit as I hear playful screams and laughs in the background. I got the pan and stove ready when Jerome picks up the phone again. "Alright, I'll let Mitch talk to you since I'll have to drive." He explains before handing his phone over to someone else I also knew.

"Yo Vikky! I hear that you've got the message already?" I hear him say with an excited voice. I hum as I start putting the mix in and talk to him, "Yeah I did, mind to explain now?" "Of course!" He exclaims. "Well it's a bit of a surprise, but it'll be on Sunday, Rob and Preston are in it too." I grab a spatula as I continue to have a conversation with the Canadian. "You know that whenever you say 'surprise', it's usually a dumb idea that you idiots make," I tell him with a laugh, and he follows as well. "I know, I know, but you aren't innocent yourself Vikky." I make a light laugh. "True, true, anyways what's this surprise about?" "Well, I don't know every detail, but it's for your whole family, that I know," Mitch says, I hum through the phone as I watch the pancake cooking. "My family? Alright then." I hear a bit of shuffling and whispering in his end before Mitch came back. "Jerome and I suggest that you ask Rob and Preston, they should know more since they first thought of this." He tells me. "Alright then, thanks Mitch, and tell Jerome thanks as well for me."

I hear a hearty laugh from him as I said that. "Of course, Vik, I'll see ya' later." I sigh a bit ad I hear my phone beep, Mitch ending the call. I look at the pancakes and decide to finish making them first before I accidentally burn the kitchen down from a call. I smile as I make some sets of pancakes and a few extras. Now if I remember what they all should have... Butter for Aleyn and Esme. Chocolate syrup on Star's pancakes. Maple for myself and Aleyn. I side some berries for me and Esme too. I smile as I place them all down on the dinner table and already see a sleepy and groggy Star walking into the kitchen with a bright smile forming after seeing her plate, the thought of eating pancakes getting her excited and it's waking her up. I smile at the little girl. "Can you call your big brother and big sister like a big girl Star?" I ask her. She lights up even brighter when I called her a big girl and nods her head before running off to the living room where Aleyn would be.

I bring out my phone again to then call Preston or Rob, maybe both. I call up Preston's phone since his contact is the closer one. I wait as I grab the spoon and forks and neatly put them on the table with the food. I grin as the phone is picked up and I heard a content and happy voice. "Preston here, cuddling with Robbie, what's up?" I giggle at the unusual yet considerably expectable answer in a call from him. "Hey Pres—" "Vikky!" He stops me from mid-way saying his name by saying mine. "Hehe, yes it's me, Pressy," I say one of his nicknames, and I can feel his smile through the phone. "I can always remember that British accent anywhere." He tells me. I laugh a bit more at that. "Anyways, I just came back from a call with Mitch and Jerome, and I heard about a surprise you guys are planning?" I question them in the last part.

Preston went quiet for a bit and then made a happy little noise. "Oh yeah! It's something with your family and we promise its nothing dangerous or stupid." Preston remarks. "Yeah, that's what Mitch and Jerome told me as well. Any further details on that?" Preston goes silent for a bit before tuning in back into the conversation. "Well it'll be tomorrow afternoon, around one or two, I'm pretty sure. You'll have to be ready at that time." I hum as I become more interested. "Rob knows a bit more than I do, but Rosie started crying again so he isn't here cuddling with me anymore." He grumbled a bit in the end and I grinned. "I guess I'll call back then?" I ask. "Yeah, pretty much— Oh and by the way, it's not only The Pack who's part of this." I was going to question him further, but he hanged up before I did so.

I sighed as I shook my head. More than The Pack huh? The thought nerved me, seeing faces that I haven't seen in a good while, but it also made me smile for the same reason. I hummed as I see Star rush in back to the kitchen and take her seat, struggling a bit as she wanted to sit on the big chair now. She made it, even if her feet didn't touch the ground, but she was happy at being able to do it. Next, I see Esme come down and hum as she stops her sister from eating before all of us are here. I was about to call out for Aleyn when he came just before I did.

It was peaceful. We made the rule of no using gadgets while having a family meal unless a good reason was made—Sometimes letting Aleyn to eat later or eat while playing intense videogames since I knew how that felt as long as he does all the dishes after—. There was always an empty chair though, and Star would always ask why. I told her it was her other dad, and she would then ask where he is. I would say that he's protecting others, he's protecting a lot of people and it only makes her want to see him more. She's never seen him though, well when she was born and he held her the first time, but I doubt she would remember that three years ago. I knew that the other two would describe and tell stories about him when he was with them, to her. She would always wish to see her other dad, and I knew we all wanted to see him as well.

Time flew by after that. I already made the call with Rob after Preston informed him I called. He said he'll be picking us up, and blindfolding us which did make me go on edge, but they wouldn't ever try to do anything stupid if my youngest daughter was to be part of it unless they had my consent. I already told the three that we'll be picked up for a surprise that I don't know much about myself.

I was in bed, scrolling through my social media before I go to bed. I hear a small knock on the door and the door creaking open. There I see my little girl with her baby zombie plush and fish pajamas. "Papa?" I hum out tiredly as I look at her, "Yes baby?" She awkwardly looks at me, looking around the room before speaking up. "I can't sleep..." she whispered. "Oh? What's wrong?" I ask, sitting up, concerned about why she can't sleep. "I've been thing about my other dad..." She says even quieter, but I was able to pick it up anyways. I make an "Oh" sound. I look at her, thinking about what to do. I sigh as I pat my lap. "What about I tell you some things about him, and then you can sleep with me?" The girl piped up at the idea and smiled as she entered the room, closing the door behind her. She crawled onto the bed and plopped herself next to me, excited even at this time of night.

"Well, where do we start?" I asked her.