[meanwhile, Peepers had gotten the casket frm Janet, put the pups inside n asked Janet to send the casket to the ship to be put in cold storage until they're ready to be buried, then he made his way to Brad's room, where Angel was playing with the pups happily]
Peepers: Hey guys... [looks a little sad]
Brad: :) Hey. (sees his expression) ...Something wrong?
Peepers: [sighed n told him in not so many details]
Brad: :O Oh...my...:( I'm sorry to hear that...
Peepers: Yeah, Lord Hater n Wander r taking it reli hard, n I dont wanna imagine how Wander would react once he come out of his state
Angel: (looks up) :(? (waddles over to hug the Watchdog)
Brad: (notices) She's sensed sadness from you...
Peepers: [blinked for a bit, then eased into the hug, hugging her bk] Thanks, squirt. Ur alright [petting her head]
Angel: :)
Brad: She really has taken after Demurra... Still, sorry about what's happened.
Peepers: Yeah, I can't evn imagine if something like tht happen to me, let alone someone as sensitive as tht furball...
Brad: Mhm...
Peepers: Hope the pups werent bothering u guys too much while they're here
Brad: No, they were fine. Little worried about Wander but Angel kept them distracted at least.
Peepers: Tht's good. Maybe if they're old enough, they'll hv to knw the truth tht they actually had 6 siblings, not 4
Brad: Yeah...
Peepers: Is it OK if the pups sleep with u tonight? Wander n Hater r gonna be busy with the new litter tonight probably, n tomorrow wen Wander comes out of his state... Well I don't think he'll be ready to face the older pups yet
Brad: I understand...and yeah, they can. (nod)
Peepers: Alright, hope it won't be too much trouble for ya
Brad: Not at all.
Peepers: [kneels before the pups] U be good little pups to ur Uncle Brad here, OK? N dont bully Angel now, u hear?
Pups: [squealed n giggled]
Angel: ^^
Pups: [resumed playing with Angel, going on her in a sandwich pile, giggling]
Angel: ><
Brad: ^^;; Oh dear. (giggle)
Peepers: |-( Wat did I JUST say, kids? [picks them off Angel one by one] Ur just as stubborn as ur old man [chuckles humorously]
Brad: (scoops up Angel)
Peepers: Now play nice, OK? I'll get u some milk supply n u will see ur Mama tomorrow, OK?
Pups: [squeaked in agreement]
Brad: :)
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