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Meet the Omegas
It was the beginning of summer. Mason (Dipper) and his sister, Mabel Pines, were back in Gravity Falls. Every single person just before or on their 16th birthday found out if they were an Alpha or an Omega. To their parents’ disappointment, the twins were Omegas. So, they were shipped off to Gravity Falls with scent blockers, and their Grunkles were told to make sure they used them. Both Mabel and Dipper had come down for breakfast and were greeted by the two elder Pines twins, their Grunkles Stanley (Stan) and Stanford (Ford). “Morning, knuckleheads. Did you remember to use your scent blockers?” Stan asked, giving the two younger twins ‘Stan Cakes.’ “Yes, Grunkle Stan,” they both said, rolling their eyes. “Your mother said something about wanting to choose an Alpha for you.” Ford frowned as he said this, handing the younger twins their coffee. Even though he and Stan were Alphas, he still believed an Omega should at least have a say in who their Alpha was. Mabel drank her coffee sadly and sighed, “Our parents aren’t happy. They were hoping we would be Alphas like the rest of the Pines family.” Dipper hugged Mabel protectively and continued for her, “They basically said we are the last of the Pines family and called us a disgrace.” Both Stan and Ford were furious at this but didn’t show it. “It’s time you two got to work,” Stan said gruffly. “I am sure Wendy and Soos are waiting to catch up with you.”
Wendy and Soos greeted the twins with their usual warmth and friendliness. “So, you two are Omegas,” Wendy said with her usual blunt attitude. “Are you hoping to find an Alpha this summer?” There was an awkward pause before Dipper said, “Our parents aren’t happy we’re Omegas; this is basically the last summer we will be here. When we get back, they're going to choose an Alpha for us.” Mabel looked like she wanted to cry. Soos looked shocked and said, “That’s not right, dudes! We will help you find you’re Alphas! Even if it’s the last thing we do!” “Did the gang find their mates?” Mabel asked curiously. “Oh, yeah,” Wendy said casually. “Robbie is an Omega and Tambry is an Alpha, so they bonded. Lee is an Omega and Nate is an Alpha, so they bonded. I also bonded with someone; she is a girl that I go to college with, and she is into hiking. Her name is Luna. Coolest Omega I ever met. We’re all planning on settling down when we graduate and start working. Sadly, Thomason is the only one that hasn’t found a mate.” Both Mabel and Dipper listened sadly and wished their parents were like their friends' parents and not so closed minded.
My Alpha
Later that evening, Dipper and Mabel were sitting in their attic room, looking at their scent blockers. They didn’t want an Alpha who would just use them for breeding purposes; they wanted someone who would love them and whom they could love back. Mabel looked at the floor. “Dipper, can I tell you something embarrassing? Please don’t judge me.” “Of course,” Dipper said with sincerity in his voice. “I have feelings for Stan; I think it would be amazing if he could be my Alpha.” Dipper rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, looking at the wall, then at his sister, saying, “I feel the same about Ford.” “Then it’s settled. Before the week is over, they will be our Alphas,” Mabel said with a look of determination. The first thing they did was throw the rest of the scent blockers down the bottomless pit. They would lie and say their mother didn’t pack enough; the second part was to hang around their respective Alphas and make sure their Alpha hormones took over. “We just need to be careful that this plan doesn’t backfire,” Dipper said with caution. It had taken two days, but both Dipper and Mabel were in heat. The Omegas not wanting to share a room during their heat had built their nests in different parts of the house, Mabel building hers near the kitchen and Dipper his near Ford’s study. Unfortunately, their heat resulted in every Alpha coming to the shack. It was so bad Stan was forced to close the shop for the rest of the week, much to Wendy and Soos’s delight.
Stan had been sitting in his favourite chair; he had been watching some trashy reality show when an ad came on. Cursing, he got up thinking about getting a Pitt Beer. Leaning against the kitchen counter, he took a sip when the scent of arousal hit him, mixed with sugar and spice. Stan felt himself getting hard as he coughed, choking on his beer. “Fuck! Not now!” he swore, fighting his Alpha instincts. “What am I doing?” he thought anxiously, not realizing his Alpha instincts were guiding his feet slowly towards Mabel’s nest. Stan looked around in a daze before his eyes fell on Mabel humping a pillow, her eyes full of ecstasy. “Goddammit!” Stan swore, stripping as he gave in to his Alpha instincts, claiming Mabel as his Omega.
Ford wasn't faring any better; he had to wear a mask every time he wanted to get to his study. He knew Dipper had built his nest nearby; even though he couldn't see the nest, he could still smell Dipper's scent: pine trees and ink with a mixture of arousal. Then one day, Ford forgot his mask. He was too busy studying a rare healing flower he and Stan had found. Ford used his handkerchief to wipe the beads of sweat from the back of his neck. "Curse Stan and those blasted fans," he thought in annoyance. "Why does Stan have to be so cheap?" Sighing, he got up with the intention of getting a Pitt Cola but froze as he heard moaning coming from Dipper's hidden nest. "Shit!" Ford swore as he felt something he hadn't felt in 30 years: arousal. After being denied for so long, his Alpha instinct won, pushing all intelligent thought aside. Ford found himself standing in front of Dipper's nest. He felt himself getting hard as he watched Dipper playing with his clit. "Let me assist you," Ford murmured, going down on Dipper, claiming him as his own.
My Omega
Stan woke up and groaned as memories of last night came flooding back. He was grateful that he had enough sense not to knot Mabel. "Why didn't their mother pack enough scent blockers?" Stan thought despondently. He put his face in his hands, thinking about what Ford would say. He knew he would have to break the bond; Mabel deserved someone younger. He looked around for Mabel and found a sticky note that read, "I am in the kitchen with Dipper making breakfast." "This is going to be difficult," Stan thought unhappily as he got dressed and headed to the kitchen.
Ford woke up feeling embarrassed; he couldn’t believe he let his Alpha instincts get the better of his intellect. Ford was glad that he hadn’t knotted Dipper; otherwise, they would be expecting pups. “Stan is going to be so furious,” Ford thought wearily. He knew he would have to break the bond; Dipper deserved someone younger, Ford thought unhappily. Ford looked around for Dipper but found a note saying he was making breakfast with Mabel. He got dressed and headed to the kitchen.
Both Ford and Stan bumped into each other on the way to the kitchen, avoiding each other’s gaze. “Might as well tell him now,” Stan thought awkwardly. “It’s not something I can hide. Listen, Sixer, there is something I have to tell you, and you're not going to be happy with me.” Ford looked curiously at Stan and waited for him to continue. “Mabel is my Omega; we bonded last week.” Ford nodded and looked at the ceiling before saying, “The same thing happened with myself and Dipper.” Ford continued, rubbing the back of his neck. “Dipper is my Omega.” Stan smirked and elbowed Ford, saying, “So much for calm and collected.” “This is no joking matter, Stanley! We're going to have to break the bond!” “I know, Ford,” Stan said sadly, “they're not going to like it, but it’s for their own good.” They both looked sad at this. As they got near the kitchen, they could hear voices, so they paused to listen; it was Wendy. “I am so happy that you guys found your Alphas! Mabel, you reek of Stan and Dipper; I can smell Dr. Pines on you!” They could hear the joy in Wendy’s voice. The next person who spoke was Soos. “I am so happy for you dudes! You can go to high school here, and Melody will teach you everything you need to know about being an Omega.” “We told our parents this morning,” Dipper said nervously, “we told them we had bonded with an Alpha and weren’t coming back.” “Don’t worry bro-bro!” Mabel said cheerfully. “Our Alphas will protect us.” Both Stan and Ford cringed at this, knowing what they had to do. “My grandparents were cousins,” Wendy said. Before anyone could comment, Stan and Ford walked into the kitchen, asking, “Is that coffee I smell? Congratulations, Mr. Pines and Dr. Pines!” Wendy said with a big grin on her face. “I am super psyched that you found your Omegas!” Both Stan and Ford smiled weakly at this, but their Alpha instincts kicked in when Dipper and Mabel stood too close to Wendy and Soos. Wendy sensed this and suggested they have breakfast. And the four Pines take the day off to cement the new bond. Everyone agreed and sat down.
Don’t leave me
After breakfast, Wendy and Soos left to go to the shop. “We need to talk,” Stan said in a serious tone. “We’re too old to be your Alphas; you deserve someone younger. Someone you can grow old with.” “What are you saying?” Mabel asked with fear in her voice as she held tightly to Dipper’s hand. Ford took his glasses off and wiped them on his trench coat and said, “We're going to have to break the bond.” Dipper looked as if he had been punched in the gut, and Mabel began to cry. Dipper glared at them angrily, saying, “I thought you loved us, but I guess we were wrong.” They ran out of the kitchen and locked themselves in their attic bedroom.
Mabel was sitting on her bed and had retreated to Sweetertown , crying silently to herself. Dipper was pacing up and down when he suddenly stopped and said in a tone of realization, "Why didn't I think of it before?" "Think of what, Dipper?" Mabel asked, coming out of Sweetertown , her eyes red and puffy. "We can use an irreversible de-aging spell on them, and then they won't have an excuse anymore." Mabel looked hopefully at Dipper, asking, "Will it work?" "Absolutely," Dipper said with confidence. "When they wake up tomorrow, they will be way younger, and the best part is, it changes their legal documents as well... wait... what age do we want to de-age them to?" "20?" Mabel suggested uncertainly. "Works for me," Dipper said, opening Journal 3 to the right page. "Now we just need a picture of them." Mabel handed Dipper a picture of Ford from her scrapbook and took a picture of Stan for herself. "Now what?" Mabel asked excitedly as Dipper lit a candle. "We put their pictures in front of the candle, recite the spell, and focus on the age we want them to be. Don't forget, Mabel, 20." Mabel just rolled her eyes and said nothing. They both focused on the picture of their alpha and the age. When they finished saying the spell, a gust of wind blew out the candle, and at the same time, Ford and Stan felt a chill run down their backs.
No one spoke during dinner. "Your parents phoned," Stan said, breaking the silence. "They want to speak to your Alphas and get them to break the bond. Apparently, they found respectable Alphas for you." Mabel stabbed her food angrily and glared at the table, saying, "We already have respectable Alphas. We're not cattle for sale." "That's enough, Mabel," Stan said firmly. Mabel wanted to argue but knew her Alpha's word was law. "Mabel's right! We have you!" Dipper said in frustration. "That's enough, Dipper," Ford said in equal frustration. "Both you and Mabel need to go to your room." Later that evening, the twins sat awake. "I can't sleep, Dipper. Stan needs me; I can sense him tossing and turning." "They might be upset in the morning," Dipper said flatly, "but they need us now. I can sense Ford is having nightmares." So, they slipped into their respective Alpha's bed. Stan and Ford automatically pulled their respective Omegas closer, wrapping them in a tight embrace, and the four of them fell into a peaceful slumber.
You belong to me
Ford woke up feeling like he had the best sleep. For the first time in over thirty years, he hadn’t had a nightmare. He felt someone snuggling close to him and opened his eyes to see Dipper sleeping next to him. He groaned, knowing his Omega was the reason he had a peaceful sleep. Their bond enabled them to sense when the other was in distress. Unwrapping himself from Dipper, he was surprised he didn’t have the usual morning aches and pains. He was even more surprised when he had to use his old pair of glasses. “What the hell is going on?” Ford thought suspiciously. He went to the bathroom and jumped back in shock as he looked in the mirror; staring back at him was his 20-year-old self. “What the hell,” he muttered under his breath while looking at his hands. Then it hit him. The de-aging spell—Dipper and Mabel must have used it. Cursing under his breath, he got dressed, deciding he would speak to Dipper about this later, but first he needed to speak to Stan.
Stan woke up to the smell of sugar and spice and the feeling of happiness that came with a good night's sleep. He opened his eyes to see Mabel sleeping next to him; he didn't want to break the bond, but he had to do what was best for her. Mabel protested in her sleep as Stan untangled himself from her. He reached for his glasses and was surprised that he didn't need them. "Whatever," he thought, shrugging his shoulders carelessly. Stan never liked wearing glasses. He went to the bathroom and jumped back in shock as he looked in the mirror. "What the hell? I have a mullet," he thought in shock, looking at his hair. "That's got to go," he said, reaching for the hair clippers. Stan had been cutting his own hair for years, so when he was done, it looked good. He decided to go and look for Ford to get some answers.
Stan found Ford in the kitchen making coffee. "Morning, Ford," Stan greeted. "Do you have any idea why we are 20 again?" Ford turned around, looking pensive, and gave Stan a cup of coffee. "It looks like a de-aging spell was used on us; the bad news is it's irreversible. The good news is we won't be stuck at this age forever; we will age normally. Oh, yes, also any legal documents will now have our current age on them," Ford explained while drinking his coffee. They both sat in silence, lost in thought. "Maybe this is a good thing," Stan said hesitantly, not sure if Ford would listen to him. "What do you mean, Stanley?" Ford asked in disbelief. "Think about it: you get back all those years you lost, and we don't have to break our bond with Dipper and Mabel. Do you really want Dipper to go to an Alpha who just wants him for breeding purposes?" Ford looked at Stan and saw the fire of a protective Alpha glow in his eyes. "I am not letting Mabel go." Just then, Mabel ran into the kitchen and flung herself into Stan's arms, crying tears of joy. "I love you," Mabel said. "I am so glad you're my Alpha!" Dipper looked at Ford, then at the floor, saying nothing, but the heartbroken look spoke volumes. "Mabel," Stan said, "help me get the ingredients for breakfast." After Mabel and Stan left the kitchen, Dipper spoke to Ford in a broken voice. "So, I guess this is it then? Mabel is staying, and I am leaving." Dipper turned away from Ford, so he wouldn't see his tears. "I love you, Ford, and I was happy when you became my Alpha, but I guess you don't feel the same." Ford could feel the flood of unhappiness from the young Omega and hated the fact he was the cause of it. He grabbed Dipper by the arm and spun him around, wiping the tears from his face. "You're not going anywhere. Mason Pines, you're my Omega, and I will never leave you. I love you." "Now we just need to find a new location for the Mystery Shack," Stan said, coming back into the kitchen with Mabel. "So, we don't have to hang around you nerds 24/7," Stan added jokingly. Mabel grinned at this. "I do own the plot of land next to this one," Ford said thoughtfully. "You can ask Mainly Dan to build the Mystery Shack there, including a home for you and Mabel. Dipper and I can renovate this building into a home for ourselves."
Don’t touch my Omega
Alex and Lisa Pines, the younger twins' parents, arrived around noon; luckily, it was a Sunday, and the shop was closed. They let them into the lounge, and Alex sat down awkwardly, taking note that his uncles had been de-aged. He and his wife, Lisa, knew enough about the town to understand magic, especially after the twins had told them about Weirdmageddon. Lisa cleared her throat, having also noted their appearance, but like her husband, chose to say nothing. "Where are Mabel and Mason?" Lisa questioned. Both Mabel and Dipper came into the lounge and stood next to their Alpha. Alex's eyes narrowed in suspicion as he said, "It's you! You're their Alphas; I smell your scent on them." Alex stood up furiously, causing Mabel to whimper in fear. Both Stan and Ford stood protectively in front of their Omegas. "Yes, we did bond with them," Ford said furiously, the light flashing off his glasses in anger. "We don't regret it, either. So, hands off our Omegas." "Listen, Uncle Stanford," Alex began, "we found buyers for them, and we need you to break the bond." Every Alpha and Omega knew that in order for a bond to be broken, it had to be mutual; it couldn't be forced. "Listen, you little punk," Stan said, his protective instincts taking over. "I don't care who you spoke to. I don't care that you are my nephew, but you and your wife are not touching my Omega." Alex wanted to fight, but his wife put a calming hand on his arm; they could both see the protective fire in the older twin's eyes. "They can stay for now," Lisa simply said. "We are not happy with this, but we will be back when you come to your senses." They watched them drive away in the distance, and the four of them knew they finally got the happy ending they deserved.
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