[The new family slept thru till next morning, wen the litter started crying for milk]
Wander: [was in such deep sleep he didn't wake up coz he was so tired frm the birth]
Hater: (yawn) (hears the pups crying)... Wander? (gently shakes the nomad)
Wander: [still doesn't wake]
Hat: [was hanging on the foot of the bed]
Hater: Hmm... (takes the hat and diigs into it)
Hat: [produces a device that looks like two connecting suction cups with a tube that branches out to 6 mini-tubes with nipples at the end of it]
Hater: ...I have to put these on Wander? (gently shakes the nomad again)
Wander: [still asleep]
Hat: [gives him a "u put it on for him, let him rest" frown]
Hater: ^^;; R-right... (carefully puts it on Wander, trying not to disturb his slumber)
Wander: [stirred a little bit, bt otherwise didn't wake up]
Hater: (assists the pups to the mini tubes)
Pups: [found the mini tubes n started sucking, in which the suction cups did its job n pumps out the milk, sending it dwn to the tubes n into their tiny mouths]
Hater: (simply watches the pups feed) ... (turns away to wipe some tears) ;(
Hat: [gives him a "Aaww r u crying" teasing smile]
Hater: (notices) Oh be quiet.
Wander: [hummed a bit at the feeling of his milk being pumped out, bt didn't wake up, just letting the pups nurse frm him]
Hater: ... (pets Wander's head gently, watching the pups)
*knock knock knock*
Hater: (looks up) ...Come on.
Peepers: [peeked in] Sorry to wake u, bt I just thought u wanna... [sees Wander finally on the bed instead of under n the pups nursing] Is that...? Did he...?
Hater: Yes...in the middle of the night.
Peepers: U...actually help delivered them all with him? By urself?
Hater: Well, yes. Yes I did.
Peepers: Wow. Knwing u, u'd be the first to make a run for the emergency room just for a papercut. I didnt think u'd be able to actually handle a live birth
Hater: Well, I sort of had that book help me out.
Peepers: Huh, who'd hv thought. U reli hv changed a lot since the furball joined us
Hater: That's not a bad thing to you, is it, C Peeps?
Peepers: No, its not. I guess I could say I'm proud of u, sir
Hater: :) Thanks, Peepers.
Peepers: Well, I better give the zbornak a call to tell her the good news [dialed the intercom] Yo, zbornak? U awake?
Sylvia: (yawn) ...You rang, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: Yeah, guess wat? Ur furball just gave birth last night. Come ovr wen ur ready
Sylvia: :o ...Be right there.
Peepers: [hung up, then comes closer to the bed n leans in to see the litter] Huh, 3 of each species, huh? N the skeletor pups hv hair, interesting. So how many boys n girls in there?
Hater: I haven't checked yet.
Peepers: Want me to hv a look for u?
Hater: I'd be careful if I were you. Wander might not be fully out of his state yet.
Peepers: He's dead asleep, I'm sure I'll be fine [unwrapped the litter frm their swaddle carefully]
Wander: [stirred again a little, bt didnt wake up]
Hater: (watches, hoping the nomad doesn't awake)
Peepers: [paused for a bit wen Wander stirred, bt wen he didnt wake, he sighed in relief n chk the genders] Hmm, the white nomad n the orange nomad r girls, the green nomad is a boy... the skeletor with white hair is a girl, n the skeletor with red hair n the skeletor with orange hair are boys. So 3 boys, 3 girls
Hater: :) Wow...
Peepers: Interesting. I would've expected one or two of them to be intersex, bt u did tell me tht Wander said his condition is rare among Star Nomads
Hater: He did say that.
*knock knock*
Sylvia: (pokes her head in) Buddy?
Peepers: Shh... He's asleep
Pups: [just so happen to finish feeding n let go of the nipples, mewling in discomfort, in need of burping]
Hater: Come here, kids... (takes each pup at a time, helping them burp)
Peepers: [helped him as well, taking some of them at a time n burped them]
Hater: :) (tearing up again)
Peepers: [noticed n grinned inwardly, then gestured Sylvia to come closer to see the litter]
Sylvia: (comes closer)... :) Cute little rascals.
Peepers: I helped him chk, 3 boys n 3 girls
Pups: [eyes still fused together, searching n nuzzling blindly for their mother]
Hater: (sets the ones he burped next to Wander)
Peepers: [copied Hater, setting them dwn] Thought of any names yet now tht u knw their gender?
Hater: I thought about talking with Wander on that, when he wakes up that is.
Peepers: Lets just hope he's officially out of his feral state first
Hater: Yeah, that too.
Sylvia: ...I have a bad feeling about that, though...
Hater: ?
Peepers: Wat do u mean?
Sylvia: Like, suppose Wander gets worried and afraid that Hater might...
Hater: ...not want the litter?
Sylvia: Exactly.
Peepers: Why would u think tht? U can clearly see he wants them... [turns to Hater] Right, sir?
Hater: ...Yes, yes I do. (has pretty much grown attached to the pups)
Sylvia: Hopefully you and Wander can sort this out still.
Peepers: I'm sure they will. Come, lets give them some space
Sylvia: Right. (leaves with Peepers)
Hater: (waits for Wander to awaken, slowly falling into a nap)
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