[the duo made their way bk to Wander's mother ship, all the while Sylvia was blasting her music again]
Sylvia: [once arrived, got out of the pod in a jiffy] Aahh, home sweet home. Gonna get this to Wander. Cya [left Peepers to fend for himself]
Peepers: >_< ... o_< (glad the loud music was over and headed for the room he was staying in with Hater)
Sylvia: [walked full-speed to the main command center, shouting] I GOT HATTY~~!! :D
(Wander wasn't there)
Sylvia: Huh, not here. Wait, don't tell me he's still... [made her way to the med bay, peeks in] Wander? Buddy?
Wander: (was asleep) |-)
Sylvia: [sees him sleeping next to Hater's bed, then looked at Hater's vitals on his chart] Oi... A huge spike last night, huh. Cutting it close there, bonehead [goes to Wander n gently shook him] Yo, buddy. Buddy?
Wander: H-huh? I asked for pickle pie... (yawn) (sees her) Oh, hey Sylvia.
Sylvia: How's bonehead doing?
Wander: He still hasn't woken up yet...
Sylvia: Saw his chart just now, saying he had a fever spike
Wander: (looks to Hater) :( ... You have the hat?
Sylvia: Oh! Right, here [hands him the hat] Here's Hatty
Wander: (smiles, taking it with his good arm) :) Let's see what we can do for Hater. (digs into it)
[it took a long while, but the hat finally got him some kind of lockpick kit, tho it seem to be emitting some sort of dark aura out of it]
Wander: (looks at it) ...You sure about this, Hatty?
Hat: [spits out a small booklet that looks like instructions n gave him a "I'm sure" half-smile]
Sylvia: Well, if it says it's sure... [picks up the booklet n opens it] Hmm, says here that you need to chant this set of spell to activate the lockpick set, then while u pick the lock, chant another set of spells until the lock finally opens. Should be easy enough
Wander: If it'll help Hater... (nod) Alright.
Sylvia: So u wanna pick the lock, or should I?
Wander: I could chant the spells while you pick, I only got one arm ATM. ^^;;
Sylvia: Yeah, true that, n I suck at chanting spells anyways [takes the lockpick to face it at Wander] Start activating
Wander: (looks at the booklet reading the first spell carefully) ...Okay. (speaks the spell slowly)
[the lockpick kit's aura suddenly grew, like a dark black energy surrounding it for a few seconds before dying dwn into a steady glow]
Wander: :) It's working.
Sylvia: [takes the lockpick n started working on the cuffs] Time to read the other set of spells while I work [started picking the lock]
Wander: (keeps chanting the spells)
Sylvia: [kept picking, sticking her tongue out in concentration, tho doesn't realize was getting a little sweaty]
Wander: (still chanting, watching in hope and concern)
[after wat seemed like forever, the familiar click sound came out as the cuff let out a small hiss wen it opened]
Sylvia: Got it!
Wander: (breathes a sigh of relief)
Sylvia: [takes the cuffs off n set it aside] Aww yeah! Who's the badass lockpicker here? :D Wat the...?
[the cuffs suddenly quivered n came alive, morphing into something like a pair of huge monster jaws as they chomped dwn, trying to clamp themselves bk on Hater's wrists]
Wander: :O No, no, no!
Sylvia: Wat the hell?? [grabs the nearest thing she could get n smacked the cuffs off the bed, making it hit the wall]
[The cuff was relentless as it speed-crawled towards the bed, jaws chomping like crazy, letting out a feral growl]
Wander: (although in pain, leapt out of his bed, slamming his good hand down on the cuffs, his hand beginning to glow brightly)
[the cuffs weren't phased, but they still struggled in Wander's hand]
Sylvia: [grabbed the booklet n read it, then realized something] Wander, step aside! [started reading a third set of spells at the lockpick, in which the kit morphed it some kind of serpentine creature, hissing as it reared its head]
Wander: (falls backward) >< ... :O
[the cuffs n the lockpick kit engaged in battle fiercely, then finally the lockpick kit opened its mouth wide n chomped dwn onto the cuffs, eating it whole n let out a loud burp before slowly morphing bk to its lockpick form]
Wander: (pants a little, before slowly standing up to check on Hater, now that the cuffs were off)
Hater: [groaned, stirred a little n mumbled in his sleep] Wat's all...the commotion...zzz.... [fell bk asleep] |-) [his temperature was still high, but the machine is reading tht it's slightly decreased a little]
Sylvia: How's bonehead? N are u OK, buddy?
Wander: His fever's gone down a little... (pets the Skeletor's forehead before giving it a light kiss)
Sylvia: [stared at him for a while] U reli like this guy, don't u?
Wander: (flushing a little) That obivous?
Sylvia: Gee, I dunno. U bought him at first sight, u don't lock him up even tho I told u a gajillion times to do it, n u broke ur arm trying to save him? I think that should be pretty obvious, heh
Wander: Well, yeah... but what about you and our new Watchdog guest, huh? :P
Sylvia: [raised her brow] Wat abt me n tht pipsqueak?
Wander: You did ask him to go along with you to get the hat, so... ;)
Sylvia: I just needed a helping hand n he just so happened to be there, that's all. He looked like he wanted to help, n it's abt time he pulled his weight ard here -__-
Wander: Well, he does seem to like you.
Sylvia: Like I said, I can't help it if I'm popular [floofed her hair in pride] (smirk)
Wander: |-( Uh huh. Sure. (rubs his casted arm)
Sylvia: U OK, buddy? Wanna get tht checked?
Wander: I guess I should. (glances to Hater yet again)
Sylvia: Don't worry, buddy. I'll keep watch of him until u come bk
Wander: (nod) Thanks, Sylvia.
Sylvia: (wave) [sat next to Hater] Ur one lucky guy there, bonehead. U better thank the hell outta him wen u wake up
Hater: [stirred again bt still stayed asleep]
Wander: (heads to see the Medic)
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