[once they were in the mother ship, the trio went their separate ways, Hater to look for Wander n Sylvia to bring Peepers to rest]
Hater: (enters his room where the nomad would be) Wander?
[no reply; he was not in their room]
Hater: (thinks: maybe he's still at the Medic bay...?)
[the skeletor made his way to med bay to look for the nomad]
Doc: [looking thru his charts]
Hater: (peeks his head in) Hey, doc?
Doc: [turns to Hater's call] Oh, Lord Hater. Wat a pleasant surprise, wat kind I do u for?
Hater: Um, is Wander still in here?
Doc: Still here? Wat do u mean? He hasn't been here today. Am I supposed to expect him?
Hater: (blinks) I thought Sylvia sent him here because he wasn't looking so good. Don't tell me he ran off again?? O_O;;
Doc: I dunno. Is something the matter with him?
Hater: He kept saying it was indigestion but he looked a little feverish, almost queasy or something.
Doc: Hmmm... Well I can't make diagnosis until I see him personally. Maybe u can try finding him n bring him here
Hater: Hopefully he's still around here somewhere...
[meanwhile Peepers was brought to his room n being tucked into bed by Sylvia]
Sylvia: Now you just stay put and get lots of rest. You hear?
Peepers: [mumbled something incoherent n curled up in his covers, closing his eye]
[within Peepers' room, the zbornak saw for the first time tht it was filled with memoirs of the Watchdog n the Skeletor overlord together during their misadventures n conquest, even hv a cork board of their pictures, with a self-made banner that reads "Peepers + Hater = 4eva"]
Sylvia: ...(sighs) He did love him...and now... (looks to Peepers) He'll have a hard time moving on from it... :( ... (leaves to let him get some sleep)
Peepers: [muttered] ...Nnnhh, Sylvia...?
Sylvia: (stops) ...What is it?
Peepers: ....U think there reli is no chance of me n Lord Hater...? ....R we re ovr...?
Sylvia:... I just think he'd prefer you as his second in command...and his friend, too.
Peepers: ....Why me? Of all ppl, why do u choose me? I thought for sure u n tht furball were an item...
Sylvia: (sits next to him) I guess, love just works in really strange ways. Plus, me and Wander are more like brother and sister.
Peepers: [his eye was still closed while he talked] Then I suppose....I should give up, huh...?
Sylvia: (pets his head gently) There's always someone for somebody...
Peepers: U think tht someone for me...might be u?
Sylvia: (blushes a little)...Yes. :)
Peepers: [a small pause later] ....Maybe. Maybe not. We'll see. I still need time. Don't worry, I'm not gonna run away again... I just...need some time to process all this, to ACTUALLY process this n not try to drink it away...
Sylvia: (nod) Take your time then. Ring up if you need anything. (gets up to leave)
Peepers: OK... [another pause] U better chk if tht furball is knocked up or not. He DID do it with Lord Hater during his heat for a week [curls bk into his blanket n slowly drifted off] |-)
Sylvia: (blinks) ... Sure. (leaves him to sleep)
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