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Trampling Sincerity (Nolan si/oc-insert)

Let me Clarify, there's a Flaxan/ Vultrimite hybrid YouTube videos describing the terrifiying potential addition to the Grayson household that hybrid clone Nolan Grayson Omniman SI bought back from the Flaxan dimension.
THERE IS?!?! SO COOL!!! but also wtf still cool tho
 
The cabinet behind him cracked further and she saw him flinch at the sound, saw fresh horror flood his expression. He was afraid of himself. Afraid of what he might do.

She shoved back the realisation of what Viltrum really was, of what system Nolan had grown up in, that he clearly saw how wrong it was, how hurt he had been by it, and yet she saw how he couldn't bring himself from not believing in it still.
The second paragraph seems out of place. That was already written a few lines prior. Did you copy and paste it by mistake?
 
BONUS : Non-canon - Meet the Fam 1/? New

Omake/What-if:

Nolan on a walk with Oliver, and [description of Angstrom Levy] shows up and starts monologing. Boom green portal.

Boom Nolan and Oliver are in another world.

Oliver is mostly viltrumite looking now, the faint green tinge only present near his articulations

Nolan is confused, but resolute, he'll find the fucker again or an other way to return to Debbie and Mark.

some things happen

He sees kids gratifying Omni-man hate murals.

He pauses, looks around, looks at a camera.

HE wonders when the GDA will notice them. With the beard it might- no, face-recognition algorithms are not that bad government wise.

Nolan was already noticed, then.

Well, in a different dimension at it were, he might as well see if it is one where Debbie and Mark lived well post his alternate going crazy. This is clearly one close to the canon timeline.

He walks to an alley then flies, Oliver giggles in his hold, "Higher Papa!"

They arrive home, or at least the home he and his family lived in in their dimension.

He lands, hears, Mark, voice a bit deeper than he was used to, hears Debbie, she sounds livid.

Nolan knocks on the door.

"Daddy, why knock?" Oliver asks him.

"Because we're not home Ollie," he answers.

The boy considered this for a moment.

"'Kay," he decided, and tucked his chin back against Nolan's shoulder.

Nolan listened.

There was no such thing, for a Viltrumite, as the polite fiction of not overhearing. No standing outside a door and being spared what was happening on the other side of it. His hearing had never offered him that particular mercy and it did not offer it now.

Five heartbeats inside.

Six if he counted his son's.

Debbie's voice sounded.

He almost stopped breathing.

It was her voice, but it also wasn't. He'd never heard her so angry. Not like this. Never.

"I'm- I'm trying to apologise," came another, one that made him pause, mind snapping to recordings of himself. Oh.

"You think you can apologise? After killing thousands?" She snapped. "After- After what you did to my sons?"

"Mommy's angry," Oliver whimpered, tears gathering in his arms.

Nolan shifted his hold, "shhh, baby I know," he wiped the tears away, "We're in a different dimension Oliver, alright? That's not mommy."

"But she angry," he whined burring his face into the side of Nolan's neck. "Lo-oud," came the shaky whimper.

Nolan tries to rock him.

They really should leave, but-

Nolan hesitated.

They'd need help to get back home.

Nolan knocked.

The arguing stopped.

Minutes passed, Nolan knocked again.

The door opened.

Mark. Invincible.

Taller than his Mark.

One that was 18 or more.

Months older than his son.

"Dad-"

"Not quite," Nolan said.

"Who's this?"

His counterpart appears from behind his own son.

Debbie was not far behind.

Nolan- Nolan knew intellectually what he looked like, saw himself in the mirror everyday. But seeing himself, like this.

He saw what he tried to hide. The stress, the exhaustion, the self-doubt.

He saw it.

The face of a soldier.

He was wearing this awful low-cut/shoeless ensemble.

"You look like shit," Nolan said to his other self.

"Shit," a small voice giggled into his neck.

Nolan's eyes widened. "Oh- crap." His head snaps down to Oliver, "Don't you repeat that in front of your mother when we get back." He says to his son deliberately ignoring his family's counterparts looking at them.

"What is going oon," says a distinctly teenage voice, a purple teenager flies over the group, staring at the both of them owlishly. "Is that a baby? Wait! That guy looks like dad if he forgot to shave for like a year, is it like with the other Invincibles?"

Nolan blinked at him confused, gaze trailing over the others.

Debbie was very very still in his periphery. She also looked livid, and like she was barely holding it back.

"Great now there's two of you!" she snapped.

"Mommy?" Oliver whimpered, voice a wobble, arm stretched out towards his Mother's counterpart. Nolan held Oliver more securely, ready to redirect any possible attack from the two other Viltrumites. "I wAnt MOmmY!" his son shrieked, trying to push himself out of Nolan's hold, making Nolan wince and tighten his hold.

The baby screamed, arms and legs flailing.

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A/N:
wrote this quickly hope it's readable and that you enjoyed it :3
 
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hilarious funny and chaotic trouble looking for TP Nolan Grayson and TP Flaxan/ hybrid Oliver dealing OG Nolan Grayson Omniman and Thraxan teenager hybrid Oliver in the middle of the Vultrimite invasion and Nolan Grayson and Debbie not even best reunion circumstances concerning Nolan Grayson return and Thragg arrival and other Invincibles.?
Hahaha!
Continue on
Cheers!
 
BONUS : Non-canon - Meet the Fam 2/? New
The baby that looked so much like Mark had was still screaming, small hand extended towards her, bright teary blue eyes accusing.

She felt her face soften, she felt anger bubble in her chest heavy and burning and much too familiar, "What's his name?"

"His name is Oliver," her ex-husband's bearded doppelganger answered, it felt like a blow.

The silence that settled felt heavy and interspersed with the toddler's tantrum.

"… And who are you?" the man then directed his question above their heads, Debbie spun, it was Oliver, purple/pink skin and gangly teenage limbs floating in the air.

The boy landed on the floor behind them and pushed passed them, standing next to her, feet on the ground and chest puffed out and hands on his hips, looking every bit like a peacock. "My name's also Oliver, nice to meet you Dad's alternate!" his hand shot out, extending for a shake.

The bearded Nolan's jaw twitched, it nearly looked like a smile, then his gaze flickered towards the space nazi-like piece of shit behind her, with something that looked like disproval after a weighty second of blankness.

"Oh yeah? That's a great name isn't it? My wife was the one to choose his," he finished poking the small Oliver's cheek, the toddler's mouth snapping over the index like a crocodile.

The two Nolan's looked like they were having a staring contest over the two Olivers.

"Oliver, Mark, Adam Eve, could you please take my Oliver upstairs? I think us adults need to have a talk," the bearded man said after a while, an affable smile on his face. He took a step forwards and passed the toddler to Mark, patting her eldest's shoulder then ruffling her Oliver's long dark strands as he returned to where he'd originally stood.

the kids went upstairs.

Debbie stepped in the house, ignoring the tension between the two men, then sat on the couch facing the two men that had followed her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked them both, only one of them, she didn't know.

"I came here to see if I could get some aid to return to my dimension, i had other options, but this was the most expedient. Although I'm starting to doubt that considering what you seem to have done to the planet," he finished last words directed to his bare-cheeked doppelganger. "But considering how little you actually did… i guess you felt your hand was forced."

Both men were standing nearly chest to chest now, both angry and bodies taught.

Her world's Nolan's jaw was clenched, face twisted in anger.

"Like you didn't do that." Her Nolan accused, Index smashing in his alternate's chest in an accusatory manner, "You think I didn't notice? That child isn't half human."

"He isn't, but at least i didn't betray my mate like you."

Her Nolan looked like he had been struck.

"Pathetic."

the next instant the bearded Nolan's face was facing another direction, her Nolan's fist meeting bearded cheek and wrist grasped in the other Nolan's hand.

"Out of you yet?" bearded Nolan asked hold tightening over the limb.

Debbie's crossed arms tightened over her chest.

"You really didn't realise?"

Her Nolan stayed silent.

What the hell were they talking about? She felt herself grow angrier, Great now she was even compared to a damn mutt.

"no." her Nolan spat.

the tension between the two men felt like it could be cut with a knife.

"Oliver, how?"

"Flaxan cloning attempts," the bearded alien said.

"And you're still with your Debbie?"

"I am." Debbie felt the words like a knife to her chest, but the question that followed added turned confusion to the mess of emotions she was feeling. "Do you remember Mother and Father?"

"Who?"

Her wide eyes were on the dimension traveller.

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A/N:
and the what if's plot thickens >:333

yes if you didn't notice, this was not reread OuO;

Don't hesitate to think of, suggest or write an omake or what if of you own, whatever form it might take :3

info on updates :
I'm realllyyy deep on a SW project right now so the next main-story update might take a lot of time :3
 
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Thanks for the chapter
Ahh tension between the Nolan and TS Nolan Grayson Omniman SI intense as Debbie Grayson is missing a lot of context between the her two NolanGrayson ,which had Debbie Grayson in the dark about mother and Father of Nolan Grayson childhood.
Looking forward to more revelations with Grayson family from TP Nolan Grayson Omniman SI.
My best speculation guesses!
Continue on
Cheers!
 

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