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Meeting with the top omegan facilities owner is not something Phil thought he'd be doing anytime soon. Alas, here he is now with that same person.
With his two partners, but that doesnt matter all that much.
He enters the room at half past four, nodding to the other two before sitting next to them.
“Hullo.” Techno barely acknowledges his arrival, giving a short greeting before turning to his book again. Wilbur on the other hand gives him a big smile and waves. Phil returns the gesture before turning to the owner.
The man is awkwardly staring at them, a thin smile and wandering pupils exposing his fear.
“Well,” Phil crosses his legs and gives him a warm smile. “What is it you wanted to talk to us about?”
The other two are paying full attention now, and the owner visibly pales.
“Uh, well,” He brings his shaky hands to a folder in his lap, and Phil eyes the paper. “So all three of you, uh, visited my facility separately over the span of, five or six years?”
Phil frowns. “Is that a question?”
Fear quickly leaks onto his face, and the blonde gives a sigh.
“NO! I mean, uh, no!” He opens the folder, face flushing in embarrassment. “Anyways, you three all came and, uh, were given the same omega for- well for, uh,”
“I think we understand.” Wilburs face holds a slight blush to it. “Go on.”
The owner nods to him and continues. “Well we lied about him being on birth control, about any of them being on it.”
Techno, whose focus had drifted back to his book, snapped his head up. All three are staring at the man in surprise, and confusion.
“ What do you mean? ” Wilbur hisses out, making the man flinch back. “ What the actual fuck do you mean?! ”
“I-”
“Mate, calm down.” Phil reaches to pat the others shoulder before turning to the owner again. “Now, you're going to explain.”
He nods stiffly before pulling a page out of the open folder.
“Um, so, for years we’ve been breeding the omegas within without- without anyone's knowledge.”
The room grows so quiet that Phil swears he can hear something drop.
“The- the omega you spent his heat with became pregnant and- and had your pups.” The owner gives each of them a page. “The oldest is five, and is Technoblades, Philzas is four and Wilburs is about a year old now.”
“And you didn't think to tell us of this until now?!” Phil doesn't stop Wilbur this time, letting him shout at the terrified man. “ We have kids now, and you guys didn't think to tell us immediately?! That shouldn't-”
“Bring us to them.” Techno interrupts. “The omega and kids, bring us to them.”
Phil couldn't agree more.
The last time each of them had been at the facility, they came for a quick fuck and then leave. No connections needed, so the omega had been hidden in any way that would make him recognizable.
The three and Owner passed room after room, scents wafting out from the doors cracks and Phil scrunches his nose. Heat and rut scents aren't something that he particularly likes to smell. It's improper for someone like him.
They also pass many windowed rooms, each holding an omega or pups.
“Why aren't they with their mother?” Techno asks after seeing the fourth pup filled room.
“Oh! Well, they are during the night. During the day they're here in these rooms.” Owner informs them.
“That hurts the mother though, they can't be without their pups for over an hour, and you're making them last twelve? That is downright cruel.” Phil glares at the man as he speaks. “How many omegas and pups have you lost because of that?”
He doesn't answer. That makes Phil frown.
The owner leads them past more rooms, and Wilbur has to avert his gaze from each person in the small place.
He leads them to a door, where the words on the door show a simple number that they don't care to remember. .
Instead of going into the room, the man leads them to a door near that one. Inside was a window. An observation room, it seems.
The inside of the room is too dark to make out anything, but they all know what's there.
"Why can't we see the Omega?" Wilbur asks, suspicion laced in his voice.
Owner shrinks back slightly, before regaining his composure. "We thought it'd be better if you saw them before meeting them. Both the omega and the pups."
Techno goes to ask another question, but stops when the room's door clicks open.
Someone who they do not know enters, carrying a small ginger child and is followed by two others. This person holds the one in her arms out to the darkness, and the three alphas watch intently when the kid is snatched by pale hands.
The two other children follow, most likely joining their sibling and mother in the dark.
The person leaves the room, and Owner turns to them again.
"Before we turn the lights on we should explain who's who." He takes out three pictures, each holding a babies face. A fourth is pulled out so well, but isnt of a baby.
"As I said before, the eldest is Technoblades and is five years old. The omega gave him the name Ranboo and has refused to call him anything else. Splint hair and skin, both black and white, red and green eyes and he's tall for his age." He hands the piglin a picture, holding the baby that matches the description he gave.
"Philzas is four, named Tubbo. Brown hair and dark green eyes, he's smaller than the others his age and has a strange liking to bees." He hands the avian this picture.
"And finally we have Fundy, about a year old. He's a fox hybrid, actually. Fully ginger too and has orange eyes with it." Wilbur takes this one quickly, examining it intently.
"And then the Omega. He wasn't born in the facility like most of our Omegas, and so his parents named him Theseus, but he is primarily called Tommy. He is a Raccoon hybrid, blonde with blue eyes." He shows them the final picture.
Phil nearly growls at the state Tommy was in. He looked starved, and was obviously exhausted.
Owner hovers his hand over a switch, and the three prepare themselves for whatever sight they will be greeted with.
The room floods with light, revealing four forms curled together in the formerly dark corner.
The Omegas eyes dilate as he turns to hiss at where they are, arms curled protectively around his young.