warnings: pregnancy, mentions of sex, mentions of abortion
summary: Y/N has some fun with all 3 Peter’s, but when she falls pregnant she is unsure of who the father is.
a/n i apologize in advance besties this is going to be so chaotic, everyone is of age
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read time: 5 mins 46 seconds
Part 2
You sat on the edge of your bathtub, anxiously waiting for your phone timer to go off. Your period was three weeks late, and you were worried. You had also accidentally skipped one of your birth controls, and for your specific one you had to take them for a solid week again to regain the power it once held inside your body. You were 90% sure you were pregnant, you just wanted to be sure.
You had gone on three separate dates, with three separate men. All coincidentally with the same name. You had come to know about the universe theory and how they all came to be on your universe, but you didn’t really understand the concept. They all had no clue they went out with you until they all met up for their weekly meeting.
“Dude, I had the hottest date this week.” “No way, me too.” “Shut up, so did I!”
They soon discovered this girl was the same one they had all been seeing.
The phone alarm beeped and it scared you, causing you to smack the phone off the counter. You picked it back up, hoping it didn’t crack.
You flipped over the test.
Positive.
You groaned, placing your hand on your forehead.
Three possible baby daddies.
Sure, condoms existed, but you were on a budget. Not the smartest idea, yes, but you thought your birth control would work fine. You were also aware of STI’s, but the Peter’s seemed like clean people.
You picked up your phone and called each of them.
Peter 1: “Hey Peter,” “Oh hey Y/N! How’s it going?” “Um, not so great actually.” “What’s wrong?” “Peter, I have to be honest with you. I’m pregnant. And it might be yours,”
There was a long bit of silence. You heard a whooshing sound and then a grunt. “Were you flying?” you asked him. “I’m gonna be a dad?” he asked, excitedly. “Maybe, it could be someone else’s.” “Who else would it be? I don’t think it could be anyone else’s but mine Y/N,” “The other Peter’s,” you sighed. “Ohhh, yeah I mean.” Peter said disappointedly, secretly hoping it was his.
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Peter 2: You called him, and it went straight to voicemail. You sighed, deciding to be the chaotic queen you were just sent him a picture of the positive test.
Your phone immediately rang.
“What the hell did you just send me?” he yelled through the phone. “You didn’t pick up.” “Well,” he sighed. You admitted, you guys had the worst date out of all of the Peter’s.
“All I’m saying is that it might be yours.” “Oh,”
“I would recommend a test if your keeping it. If your not, it’s none of my business. But I’ll be there if you need me. Text me, appointments, meetings, anything.” “Thank you Peter,” you smiled.
Peter 3:
“Hey Y/N? How are you? I was just about to text you,” “Oh, really?” “Yeah, I’ve been thinking about you a lot ever since our date.”
“Maybe you should sit, if your not already sitting Pete.” “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” he asked, concerningly. “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just that- Peter, I’m pregnant.”
“Your what?” he asked. You could almost see his eyes getting wide in your mind. “But I don’t know if it’s yours. It could be-” “Please don’t say the other Peter’s.” he sighed. “The other Peter’s.”
Same with Peter 1, there was a long silence.
“Peter are you okay?” “I really like you Y/N. That is why I am willing to take responsibility. No matter what, I’ll raise that child with you and I’ll do a great job doing it. If your keeping it, of course. If your not, if you want me to, I’ll be there. I’m willing, anything you want. 2AM cravings run to the grocery store. Putting together furniture. Taking care of it.”
You were shocked by his willingness. “I’m going to get a paternity test first chance I get. I appreciate that a lot though,” you said. “Oh well yeah, a paternity test makes sense. Even if I don’t come back as the dad though, I’m willing to help.”
You felt your stomach flutter and a smile came to your face. “Thank you so much Pete. That really means a lot to me.”
-
You received an invitation to the next weekley Peter meeting. You walked into the apartment of Peter 2 and found them all waiting for you by the door. “Hey!” they all said, almost at the same time. They staggered around you, looking at you in awe. “Can I take your coat?” Peter 1 offered. “I can take your purse,” Peter 3 said. “Would you like some water?” Peter 2 asked. “Yeah, um, sure. Thanks guys.” you said, awkwardly handing your belongings to them.
“So I met with my doctor,” you began to say. You all were sitting around the round table in Peter 2’s kitchen. “Wait, what? I missed an appointment?” Peter 3 asked. “No, it was just to make sure I was actually pregnant. I am.”
All three of them let out a sigh at the same time.
“She said I can get a paternity test starting at 7 weeks, and tomorrow I’ll be 4 weeks.”
“How will this process go?” Peter 2 asked, wrapping his hands together.
“Well, I’m assuming they’ll swab you all for DNA, they’ll extract some from inside of me and test it.”
“Will it hurt the baby?” Peter 1 asked. “No, it shouldn’t. There’s always a chance though, but its very slim.”
“No, I don’t like this.” Peter 3 said abruptly. The three of you looked at him in confusion. “What do you mean?” you asked. “I-I don’t want to hurt the baby. Even potentially. I don’t feel like I want to take that chance.”
You all stared at him. “So your saying you won’t get tested?” you asked him with a pissed off tone. “Not until it is out and healthy. I don’t want to harm this child.”
“You know now that I’m hearing it, Peter 3 has a point,” Peter 2 sighed. “What?” You and Peter 1 said at the same time. “Thank you,” Peter 3 said, waving his arm at Peter 2. “So you guys are telling me I have to wait until this thing is born to find out who the father is?”
“I’m willing to do it now,” Peter 1 said. “But Peter, it could hurt the baby.” Peter 3 said, “Yeah,” Peter 2 followed. “This is ridiculous, are you even keeping it?” Peter 1 asked. “I am, yeah.”
“I mean, I don’t know. It’s a clump of cells right now. Maybe I can wait.” you sighed, leaning back in your chair. “I’ll sway with the majority but I still think we should be doing this now. Who is going to take care of Y/N during her pregnancy? I can’t! MIT start’s next month.” Peter 1 asked.
“I said I’d be there no matter what.” Peter 3 said. “What? What if it’s not even yours?” Peter 2 argued. “I’ll love it either way.”
“Your not even dating Y/N!” Peter 1 pointed out. “Yet,” Peter 3 smirked, giving you a wink. You looked away and blushed. “Oh god,” Peter 2 said, putting his hand on his forehead.
“So, the plan…” Peter 3 started. “Y/N, how would you like this to go?” he asked. “Um,” you thought. “Peter 1 is going to MIT. That is priority.” you stated. “He is far too young to be dealing with anything like this.” you said, cursing yourself for hooking up with a 19 year old. You yourself was 23, and had no clue Peter was 19 at the time. “Peter 2 and 3 have solid jobs, so that is also priority.”
“No Y/N, you two are the new priority in my life.” Peter 3 said. It made you cringe thinking about what he just said. You two. “Me and Peter 2 can switch days while Peter 1 can visit on the weekends. Do you guys think that’s a good plan?” Peter 3 suggested. They all mumbled a yeah.
“What about you, Y/N? How is work going to work for you?”
“Im pregnant Peter 3, not dying. I can still go, you guys can come after work. If you want.”
“Of course we want to Y/N,” Peter 2 re assured you. “I don’t like all this ‘putting yourself second’ stuff. We’re here to help.” Peter 2 said, grabbing your hand from across the table.
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Parker: You know, I love you, and as difficult as it may be, I think it's time that we have a honest, heart-to-heart talk about something that we all feel is becoming a problem.
Peter: Okay, yes, sometimes I eat dirt. So what? Einstein ate dirt- Einstein!
when: 27 April, 1979
where: Black Lake
who: Amelia + @pterpettigrew
The more Amelia swallowed the past like an unpleasant pill just to pass it, the worse she felt. She’d skipped the Prewett party in hopes that it would, I don’t know, make her gain some of her power back. She didn’t need to attend, she didn’t need to be liked. Instead she found herself spinning out beside the lake, helplessly tossing stones into it.
