Brad: [had run out at full speed to the mansion gardens during the dinner, n by the time he realized it, he found himself within the rose section of the gardens, panting hard]
Peepers: (trying to catch up) Brad?? Brad!
Brad: [manages to catch his breath, then remembered wat Loathe said abt his collar, gritted his teeth, let out an exasperated yell, grabbed a trowel tht just so happen to be nearby n started stabbing his collar. It started shocking him, bt he didnt care as he tried to break the collar with the trowel, sending shocks into him ovr n ovr again]
Peepers: (finds him) BRAD! :o BRAD, STOP IT!
Brad: Gob... Damn... Fragging... Collar...!! I hate u, I fucking hate u...!! [ignored Peepers, kept on stabbing it despite being shocked]
Peepers: (leaps on Brad, trying to prevent him from continuing) Brad!
Brad: Let go of me!! I'm getting this collar even if it kills me!! Gaahh!! [gets shocked again, but kept continuing]
Peepers: ...(grabs Brad's face, kissing him fully)
Brad: [struggled against his kiss before slowly stops n started sobbing]
Peepers: (holds onto Brad, hugging him) Calm down, Brad... just stop... for me?
Brad: She... She called me a sex slave... She said... She said she recognized this collar... I'm a sex slave, gob dammit!! Do u knw how humiliating is that?!
Peepers: (grabs his face, making him look at the watchdog) You WERE a sex slave. But we WILL help you out of this, by finding that sorceror who did this to you. And get rid of that collar once and for all.
Brad: I... I... [wanted to believe him but it was so hard] Ghh... [widened his eyes as he suddenly doubled over, clutching his stomach]
Peepers: (pulls back, surprised) Brad...?
Brad: It... It hurts... S-Something's wrong... Help me... [sobs as he curled into a fetal position, hugging his abdomen]
Peepers: (holds him, getting out his communicator) Sylvia! Can you get me the Medic ASAP?
Sylvia: [was abt to put the twins to sleep wen the communicator came thru, waking them up, groaning] Peepers~ do u knw how hard it was to put my babies to sleep? Wats wrong??
Peepers: It's Brad! He says he's hurting, and-
Sylvia: [wanted to make a snarky remark but Peepers' tone was serious] Alright, I'll hv Awesome get 'em, u sit tight [turns to Awesome] Hey, Fish Face, something's wrong with Brad. Get the medic. I'll stay with the twins
Awesome: Gotcha.
Peepers: (comforting Brad) It's okay...it's okay... we got the Medic coming.
Brad: [breathes hard, whimpering as he kept hugging himself tight]
[The medic was nowhere to be found, apparently left the mansion to party with his friends, but Jeeves just so happen to be on night patrol wen he ran into Awesome]
Jeeves: Oh, Master Awesome. Wats wrong? Where's the fire?
Awesome: Got a call from Peepers, Hater's second in command. He says something's wrong with Brad.
Jeeves: I shall get our family medic right away. Pls bring Master Peepers n his friend to the West Wing of the building [makes his way quickly to find the family medic]
Awesome: (goes off to find Peepers)
Peepers: Grop, where ARE they? (notices the man feeling faint) No, no, no! Stay with me, Brad! Stay with me...
Brad: Nngghhh... Hurts so... bad... [was starting to bleed btwn his legs as he was almost passing out]
Peepers: Brad...Brad...(his voice was fading out on Brad)
Brad: [sobs as he tries in vain to stay awake]
Awesome: Bro! (runs up)
Peepers: Help! Brad, he-!
Awesome: They're getting their family medic! (helps with Brad)
[The duo brought Brad to the West Wing, where Jeeves is waiting]
Jeeves: U two better wait outside. We'll take it frm here [takes Brad n brought him into the room behind him, shutting it]
Peepers: :( (begins pacing, worried for Brad)
Awesome: (sits and waits) They'll take care of him, little dude.
[The commotion seemed to hv woken up part of the household as Hater's family n the gang came over to chk it out]
Fury: Wats all the commotion here?
Sylvia: Is Brad OK?
Hater: Huh? Wats up with Brad?
Awesome: Something happened with Brad...
Peepers: (still pacing)
Wander: Peepers...?
Loathe: Wat? Ur slave got a bit of gastric or something? He did skip dinner after all
Grimm: Geez, is that it?
Hater: Seriously, guys? [glares at the siblings]
Wander: (not looking at them) Like you haven't caused enough personal damage already...
Peepers: (however scowls at Grimm and Loathe)
Hater: [quietly agrees with Wander as he squeezed his hand]
Sylvia: [rolled her eyes at them]
Fury: [glared at the siblings to shut them up]
Peepers: (sees Jeeves step out) How's Brad...?
Jeeves: [clears his throat] I think its best if u hear it frm the family medic herself [gestures him to enter the room with him]
Hater: Go ahead. Let us knw later
Peepers: (nods and enters the room)
Fury: [turns to the siblings] Since we're all here, its time we reli sat dwn n talk
Loathe: Do we hv to? I wanna go bk to bed
Grimm: Yeah. There's nothing to talk abt
Fury: Don't avoid the issue, n u guys r clearly not asleep. I can see crumbs on ur mouth, Loathe. U hv been binge eating in the kitchen again. N I can smell my prized booze on u, Grimm. U hv been raiding my stash again. We r going to sit dwn at the family meeting room n talk this out, r we clear?
Grimm: Mother... [was clearly the most reluctant]
Anguish: Do as your father says. And that's NOT a request.
Loathe: [rolled her eyes] Fine. But I want that leftover cake brought into the room. I'm not done eating
Grimm: Fine
Fury: Hater? Any objections?
Hater: U gonna be OK here, Wander?
Wander: (looks at Loathe and Grimm one more time)... Yeah.
Hater: Lemme knw wat u hear frm Peepers, OK? [kissed him n followed his family to the family room]
Sylvia: They're gonna be OK, buddy. Its their family affairs. Let them settle it amongst themselves. Peepers need our support now
Wander: I suppose...Still didn't mean to drag us into all this...
Sylvia: Its alright. U mean well. Its not ur fault
Twins: [whispered] Would u like to find out how the talk goes?
Awesome: ^^; Um, is that really the best idea right now?
Twins: We knw the best hiding spot to eavesdrop on them. We always do that bk then to spy on the family so that we can help Young Master Hater to gain an advantage on them
Sylvia: Maybe later, after we find out wat happened to Brad. Wat do u think, buddy?
Wander:...They won't find out about us, will they?
Twins: Not unless u want them to [grinned deviously in unison]
Wander: ...(thinks)....See what they have to say at least.
Twins: [nodded] Just let us knw wen ur ready
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