Sylvia: what is wrong with him?
Peepers: [sighed] Remember I told u abt the civil war tht broke out in his home planet, n he got dethroned aftr his side of the family lost?
Sylvia: Uh...Yeah
Peepers: Yeah, well, aftr the throne was taken by the winning team, it was natural for them to decide wat to do with the losing team. The lower ranks of the family were banished to dead planets or turned into slaves, n the higher ranks n royalties were executed. Hater watched his parents got executed tht day, n tht somehow just made his powers go extra haywire due to his emotions. He was young n still in puberty, so he couldnt control his powers then. Bt it was a blessing in disguise. Tht accident caused enough distraction for him n several members of the royal family to escape, including his grandparents. They lived in exile evr since. The rest is history.
Sylvia: {I can't believe I am saying this about Hater} Aw~ poor guy.
[Then the screen started to blink of a incoming call. Some random watchdog clink on it and brought up two Skeletors.]
Watchdog: Umm, Commander Peepers, sir? I think we got an incoming call...frm Lord Hater's grandparents...
Peepers: W-What?? Umm... Lemme take the call [answered the call] Hi there, Emperor n Empress... How're u doing~? [asking kinda awkwardly]
Empress Malice: Hellooooo [taps on screen with cane] Anybody there? [see Peepers] Oh! Hello Peepers is Hatey there?
Emperor Wrath: [grumbles] I don't see why you had to call..ack![gets hit with cane]
Sylvia: [waves ackwardly at screen]
Peepers: Ah ha ha, Lord Hater is...kinda busy at the moment. He's in his room, so I wouldn't wanna bother him at this hour... [tries to come up with an excuse not to make it sound like Hater had one of his tantrums]
Malice: [gives him a look that she is not buying it] What happen now?
Peepers: [sees tht look n cowered, saying evrything in one breath] Imentionedthehomeplanetandhegotmadatmeandthrewatantrum!
Wrath: What?
Malice: Oh dear, is he alright? Also why did you bring up that?
Peepers: [sighed n told them abt the gala night party n wat happened] ...And tht's the gist of it. I'm sorry, I didnt mean it. I just got a little exasperated n blurted it out. I reli wanted to help him try n win bk ur home planet, Your Majesties, n the gala night was our best shot at gathering intel n building alliances, bt Lord Hater was being reckless, all coz of tht furball Star Nomad he's so smitten abt
Malice & Wrath: WHAT?! [Malice was happy Wrath was kind of confused. A Starnomad and why?]
Malice: Oooooo! What his name? Does he want kids?
Wrath: Dear...
Malice: What I want great-grandkid!
Peepers: [facepalmed n groaned] Your Majesties... Ugh, fine, his name is Wander, n this [gestured to Sylvia] is his zbornak steed Sylvia. They've technically ruined dozens of our plans to take ovr planets or commit our evil deeds, bt apparently the furball has somehow taken a romantic interest on Lord Hater n spouted all this nonsense abt "sex being the ultimate expression of love" n filled his brains with all the hanky-panky nonsense, n he made Lord Hater his first, now they're going at it like space-rabbits! Its just so...so INFURIATING! Their hanky-panky is wat crashed the gala night n ruined our chances of future alliances in the first plc! Gaahh!! [screamed in frustration]
Malice & Warth: SEX?! [they were both worried. They were both from the time of natural repordcution]
Wrath: IS he alright?
Malice: Are THEY alright?
Sylvia: [silently laughs to herself]
Peepers: Surprisingly yes. Aftr their first time hving sex, I decided to look up on the issue. Turns out Wander's fur is a vry effective lightning rod of sorts to divert Lord Hater's powers so neither of them will get hurt. The surrounding areas...not so much
Malice: Oh thank Gob!
Wrath: [Just raise an eyebrow]
Malice: [shakes in excitement] Oh! You know what this means? It's destiny
Wrath: Dear...[sweatdrops]
Peepers: [blinked in confusion, then looked at Sylvia as if for an answer before turning bk to the screen] Destiny? Wat destiny?
Malice: [giggles] Dought is having trouble producing an heir even have an army of people willing doing the magic ritual with him. People are started to upstart say he is not their real ruler saying the gods had made him unable to produce children. Plus the famine and illness that is going around.
Peepers: Wait, u mean Lord Dought has yet to hv an heir? Evn with tht huge harem he has at his disposal? Wow... Tht reli is some karma...
Malice: Anyways, we are coming to visit, setting a battle plan, yadda yadda. Toodles
[screen went black]
Peepers: [paused for a bit before he found his voice] OK...Tht was...brief? Should I go tell Lord Hater abt this?
Sylvia: [giggles] Oh, I like her. [turns to Peepers] I'll wait a bit. Seeing Wander went to comfort him.
Peepers: Yeah, ur right. Ugh~ I'm gonna hv to get out of this suit. Spending the night here on our ship as usual?
Sylvia: You bet ya, Short Stuff [kisses Peepers on top of his head and went to her guest room]
Peepers: [touched his head tht was kissed, blushed a little n smiled before making his way to his quarters]
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