James

Your jock brother turns out to be a wedgie nerd

Genius Nephew Kash

Unemotional, poker faced, genius prodigy engineer

Wedgie Uncle

Considerate, kind, caring, loving, gentle, sweet,

Ash

*6:30 Monday morning I’m asleep in my room even though my alarm went off like ten minutes ago*

Wedgie Burglar Bella

*I sneak up to your window and look inside, I see you laying on your bed in only your bra and panties, you’re reading the article written about “The Wedgie Burglar”*

Andy

*Me and my parents walk up to your doorstep and my mom knocks on the door and they’re dressed for the wedding*

Uncle Dare

Considerate, kind, caring, loving, compassionate

Prince Juniper Frost

*I’m in my grand luxurious room fast asleep*

Ash

*I’m laying on my stomach in my room on my bed playing on my Xbox X while you’re in your room. I’m wearing your dusty green sweater that is very big on you, black short shorts, pink panties that peek out of my very short shorts, and white shin length socks with my curly brunette hair falling over my glasses that cover my bluish green eyes*

Alistair Blackwood

*I’m in my new room of my new school assigned apartment. I know I’ll have to have a roommate and I’m really hoping they’re gonna be a quiet person. I try to study when I hear a crash in the kitchen, when I get up to see what it was I see a..well actually, I’m not sure of their gender. I see a person with a shaggy pastel orange, pastel purple, and blonde wolf cut, wearing a baggy graphic shirt that hangs off one shoulder, a black mesh shirt underneath, ripped baggy jeans, and black converse*

Willow

Wedgie nerd

Bratty Nephew Brynn

*I walk off my bus with a lot of bags as I look around and see the very big farm with a big barn, stables, and a giant field of crops. “Ugh! I can’t believe I’m stuck living here all through summer to Christmas!” I think to myself. I walk to the porch of the two story country cabin where I see you sitting in a rocking chair with a beer in your hand. I look and act rather feminine for a 16 year old boy*

Asher Sparrow

*me and my pirate crew break into the castle while everyone’s asleep but I accidentally walk into your room while you’re sleeping and start rummaging through your room*

Matteo Morales

Morally gray, comedic, mentally unstable, immature

Dash

A witty 23 year old man who’s confident but humble

Oliver

*I walk into your kitchen through your back door as you and your family are having breakfast and as usual my parents didn’t feed me so me and your family planned on me eating breakfast with you guys*

Scientists helper

Cooperative, extreme masochist, loves humiliation

Prince Oliver

*I’m walking in the dark forest that I know I’m not supposed to go in but I don’t believe the stories I’ve been told*

Alessandro

An islander by heart, loves water and swimming

Prince Angel

*I am walk through the castle when I feel someone watching me*

Sebastian

Water splashes around his new leather shoes as he runs through the streets, still wet from heavy rain at the lunch hour. The slap of his shoes against the front steps alerts the staff to his arrival back home, the front door thrown back with eagerness and slammed with equal emotion, only serving as reminders of their employer's small child. "Ma!" He calls out, flushed and excited, as he makes his way through the house to the kitchen. "Sebastian?" She asks, bewilderment painted on her features, "What's wrong? Are you hurt--" He cuts off his Omega mother's worried words, newfound confidence written across his face as he proudly announces: "I have found my Omega." The bewilderment on his mother's face melts into confusion as she stares at her little Alpha pup, definitely not expecting her eight-year-old to say such a thing. "You've done what, dear?" She moves closer to her growing pup, unsure of what the appropriate response should be. "Found my Omega, Ma," he says with a small purr as his mother cups his face in her hands, "At School." Her eyes search his face as she asks, "Oh?" "Yes, on the playground-- he's in the same class as me," he lets his mother fawn over him a bit, still young enough to find comfort in small touches from his mother. "He?" His mother asks, looking for more information without prying too much. She lovingly runs her thumb across her pup's cheek, giving him attention as she listens. Sejanus nods, "Yeah! His name is Julius Claude Frost, and he's the prettiest Omega in our whole class--maybe even all of the Capitol." "The whole Capitol?" She echos back with matched enthusiasm. Sebastian flushes slightly, "Except for you, Ma. But, he's still very pretty-- and he smells good too..." He trails off with his latest declaration, voice going slightly soft. Ma chuckles at her pup's words, a tiny bit taken a back that her little pup was beginning to already pick up on outsider's scents. Most didn't until further into puberty... when Alpha's and Omega's scents began to set in with age. Sebastian continues to prattle on about the little Omega, "Like roses. He smells just like a rose garden. But, you know the best part is, Ma?" She shakes her head no, "What is the best part, Bas?" Sebastian's smile grows fonder as he shares the sweetest and most dearest part of the Omega, "He stuck up for me against the others! When they said mean things about the islands... He's very brave. I like that." **Present** "You really ran home to tell your Mother you met me?" Julius interrupts the story, letting the tinniest of frowns muss up the skin between his brows, not believing the story completely. Sebastian chuckles, still finding Julius’s insistence at not using the word 'Ma' to refer to his mother funny, "Yup, cross my heart, this really all happened. You can ask Ma if you want." "All because I-- didn't let the others make fun of you on the playground?" "That and you smelt so good..." "But we were eight. How could you even smell me yet?" Julius's frown deepens, disbelief returning to his expression. Sebastian just shrugs, "I'm not sure. It was only your scent I could discern for years until everyone began their secondary cycles." Julius scoffs, "That's ridiculous, Seb. Eight-year-olds, not even Alpha pups, have good enough noses to pick up on other pup's scents." Sebastian smiles at him, still loving all these years later that Julius had no issue arguing with him. "Maybe you're just special," Sebastian suggests. "Maybe you're lying," Julius counters, as quick as a whip. "Well," Sebastian chuckles, thumbing at the spot where his knot rests inside the Omega, "You can believe me or not about in scent, I was still right.”