[soon Westley n some of his underlings got the spare room ready for Hater]
Hater: [followed behind Wander as the nomad inspected the room]
Wander: Looks good. If you need anything else...? (looks to Hater)
Hater: [looked ard, then shook his head] No, I'm good...
Wander: (nod) And don't worry about asking us for anything if you need to.
Hater: [doesn't reply, but just went n sat on the bed, expecting something]
Wander: (watches silently)
Hater: [had a bit of a staring contest with Wander before he broke the ice] ... Aren't u...gonna do anything...?
Wander: Such as...?
Hater: Well, duh, I'm a Breeder, so aren't u supposed to, u know, do wat u gotta do...?
Wander: Oh... (faces goes red) OH, you meant...?
Hater: |-( No, I meant sit down n hv a slumber party n swap stories. Of course I meant THAT. I figured since I wasn't bought for tht shark friend of urs, then it's gotta be u, right? Tho I find it hard to believe... [his eyes seemed to gesture at Wander's stature n size]
Wander: (sighs) You know, you're not the first to judge me for looking like a bottomer.
Hater: It's kinda hard to think of u otherwise. I mean, ur pretty small n dainty looking
Wander: In other words, it hasn't been easy for me to get with anyone... (face still red) Not in bed, anyways...
Hater: [raised a brow] Don't tell me ur still a virgin
Wander: ... Yes, they lent you to a virgin master who had trouble getting with anyone because of his preffered type. >_< (covers his face with his hands, peeking to see if the Skeletor was gonna laugh at him for it) >_o
Hater: [snorted a little bit, bt otherwise was blushing] I'M ur type? Ur not just saying that, right?
Wander: No, I'm not. I just have a thing for big bulky guys... not to mention gruff voices. >///>
Hater: In other words, if my voice were a pitch higher n if I were a head shorter, u wouldn't hv chose me |-( Great, I got me a weirdo
Wander: (shrugs) It's a genetic type of thing. (thinks; He wants me to sleep with him on the first day I got him? I was gonna wait a little bit till he gained some trust from me, but Mama is still expecting grandkids...) (was zoning out in his thoughts)
Hater: Well tough luck. Ur not getting me that easy. If u were planning to go with it just now, I was planning to smack u till next week n get the hell outta dodge. If I wasn't magically shackled, u would be fried right now. I don't trust u, nvr have, nvr will be [scooted backwards onto the bed, making a huge distance btwn them]
Wander: (stares at him) ...Suit yourself, but you'd never know... (turns to leave)
Hater: I know this, I'm getting outta here, even if it's the last thing I do! [huffed as he glared at him, crossing his arms]
Wander: (glances) Right... (leaves him be for the time being)
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