Alternate Paths | An Aphmau Reader Fanfic

Abbreviated Inserts

(Y/N) - Your name

(E/C) - Eye Color

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A/N: HII!

So, the fight gave me a bit of trouble, since I'm not the best at writing conflict, I kept trying to avoid writing it! BUT! It is done! I hope you enjoy it!

ALSO thank you SO much for all the nice comments, it really keeps me motivated to write, and I am happy that so many people like my rewrite! :DD

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"Kids! Dinner's ready!"

You hear Zianna yell from downstairs. Vylad swiftly pushes himself off the bed and jabs his thumb towards the door. "Ready?"

You nod your head, "Ready as I'll ever be."

"You make it sound like we're heading off to war or something." Vylad laughs, "It's just dinner!"

You chuckle alongside him as you head downstairs. It's not like he knows about the fight that's going to happen.

You get to the dining room and spot a tall, blonde man sitting down with his phone in hand, Vylad brightens up once he spots him. "Dad!"

Mr. Ro'meave looks up at his son and gives a tight smile, he seems stressed. "Hey, son! Looks like I made it home just in time."

You take a seat as Vylad takes a seat right beside his father. Soon everyone else arrives and sits down. Mari takes the seat to your left while Aphmau takes it to your right. The brothers sit in front and diagonal to you all, while the parents take the leftover seats near Mari, who gives them all a small smile.

Zianna places the last final plate on the table, "Last but not least, we have some quezidaylas!"

Sylvanna giggles while shaking her head, "It's pronounced quesadillas Zianna."

"That's what I said, no?" Zianna teases and takes a seat next to her husband. Sylvanna just snorts at the reply.

"You haven't changed a bit in years."

"Well speaking of change," Garte remarks, "Look at you, Aphmau. You've grown so much! And who are these two with you?"

"T-these are my friends, (Y/N) & Mari! I hope you don't mind them coming!" Aphmau fidgets with her hands under the table while introducing you both.

"They both have been very kind and helpful towards not just little Aphmau but our boys as well~!" Zianna praises.

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Ro'meave." You say, while Mari bows her head slightly and adds, "Thank you for letting us join your dinner!"

Garte dismisses the both of you while chuckling, "Please, call me Garte!"

"Ooo~ Tell us how school is going! Our boys won't tell us about any of the drama!" Zianna frowns while looking at the three of you, a glint in her eye. "I'm sure you have some good stories~"

Mari gives a somewhat awkward smile, "Unless you want to hear about werewolves destroying the windows, I don't really have much to say.."

Zianna gasps while Sylvanna slams her hand on the table, "Which is why none of the boys there can be trusted! Destroying windows! Next, they'll destroy the house and your lives!"