[A few warp drives later, they were soon on their designated planet]
Peepers: We're here. Better give the Dingleberry-s a ring so tht we can land on their property [dials their home number]
Sylvia: :)
[The phone rang for a bit before it was Shelly who picked up the phone]
Shelly: Hello?
Peepers: Hey sweetness, its me, Peepers. I'm almost there at ur plc. Can u ask ur mom if we can land on ur area?
Shelly: :) Hey, Mr. Peepers. And okay.
Peepers: Alright, we'll wait on the line. Go ask ur mom
Shelly: (turns from phone) Mama?
Mrs Dingleberry: [poked her head out of the kitchen] Yes, sweetie?
Shelly: :) Mommy and Mr. Peepers are here. They're waiting to land.
Mrs Dingleberry: Oh, they're here?! That's wonderful! Tell them to land on the open fields beyond the lake area. There's plenty of space for a designated parking area
Shelly: (tells Peepers where to land the ship)
Peepers: Got it, cya soon, sweetness
Sylvia: :) We good to land?
Peepers: Yup, just out where we usually hung out at the lake area
Sylvia: (nod) Alright.
[The ship soon made its way to the Dingleberry ranch, n Peepers landed the ship as instructed]
Peepers: Alright, we're here. Time to meet the Dingleberry-s
Wander: Ooh, can't wait :d
Hater: I bet. ^^
Sylvia: (steps off) :)
Mr Dingleberry: [came to greet the group] Hey, guys! Welcome bk! The missus told me to come n get u guys
Peepers: Glad to be bk, Jim
Shelly: (hurries out past Jim) Mommy!
Sylvia: (scoops her up) :D Hey, kiddo. (hugs her)
Mr Dingleberry: [chuckles] I swear, nxt to the missus, she's very excited abt this event. I swear that's all the ladies ever talk abt since u announced ur engagement. Its like as if THEY'RE the ones getting married
Peepers: Can't blame them. Its her real mom's wedding after all. Where's Marsha?
Mr Dingleberry: Bk in the house cooking up a storm. Us men r not allowed in the kitchen, which is fine by me (think)
Shelly: (giggle)
Sylvia: I see. ^^
Peepers: Oh right, lemme introduce u to my gang. Here's Wander n his little batch of litters
Wander: Howdy do? (wave)
Peepers: N his husband n my boss, Lord Hater
Shelly: :) He's the famous guy you've traveled around with, mommy? (referring to Wander)
Sylvia: ^^; You might say that.
Wander: N u must be little Shelly. Howdy do? My, ur as pretty as ur mommy here
Mr Dingleberry: [shook Hater's hand] Pls to meet ya, sir. I've heard so much abt u n ur wife frm these two
Hater: :) Nice meeting you too.
Shelly: (giggle)
Sylvia: :)
Peepers: N here's Brad Starlight n his girl. Old acquaintance n a tag along for the ride due to special circumstances
Mr Dingleberry: Pleased to meet u [held out his hand to shake]
Brad: (shakes hand) :) Same here, sir.
Angel: ^^
Mr Dingleberry: Well let's get in n meet the missus n the rest of the family, shall we?
Peepers: Rest of the family? U don't mean...
Mr Dingleberry: Oh yes, all my 10 biological kids r here. But don't worry, they won't be spending the night here, they hv accommodation at the town hotel. They're just here for this special occasion
Wander: Can't wait to meet 'em ^^;;
Sylvia: ^^;; ALL of them?...
Mr Dingleberry: Yup, ALL of them, wife n kids n all. Blame the missus for inviting them. At least 2 of my kids who r still single will be staying with us, the rest will stay at the hotel
Peepers: Oh boy...
Sylvia: Yup. >>;;
[As they feared, once they reached the ranch, they were greeted with the sight of a huge crowd of octo-s chatting amongst themselves, n kids running ard the fields having fun with themselves, with Baxter n Mrs Dingleberry in the mix]
Mrs Dingleberry: [sees them approaching] Oh there they are! Yoohoo~~
Wander: :O [if he were a skeletor, his jaw would've literally dropped right now]
Peepers: Oh boy, u weren't kidding wen u said they got 10 kids, Syl
Sylvia: I did tell you that. >_>;;
Hater: O___O;;;
Brad: :O
Peepers: Do u still evn remember their names at this point, Syl?
Sylvia: ^^;; Nope.
Peepers: I figured as much [reaches the group] Hey, Marsha, how r u? Thanks for letting us use ur ranch for our wedding
Mrs Dingleberry, Oh, pfft, its my pleasure. Its also the least I can do aftr u two bravely rescued my little Shelly.
Peepers: Marsha, this is Wander n Hater, the ones we told u abt, n here's Brad, our tag along
Wander: Howdy do?
Mrs Dingleberry: Pleasure to finally meet u, dearies
Hater: uh... hey. o.o (still in shock of that many family members)
Mrs Dingleberry: Oh where are my manners? Here, come, come, lemme officially introduce u to my kids [started introducing them to all her 10 kids, plus Baxter]
Baxter: Yo. Don't be too alarmed by the crowd. U'll get used to it aftr a few yrs
Wander: [mentally tries to remember the names] (think: Sacha, Helga, Hilda, Timothy, Ashley, Robert, Ambrose, Bedelia, and twins Nelly and Norman. I think I got it all dwn)
Hater: O_o;;
Baxter: [chuckled at evryone's facial expression] Like I said, u'll get used to it. Shelly n I were like u guys the first time Mama introduced her kids to us
Peepers: I suppose I shouldn't be surprised now since we've got someone who's got 10 kids of their own [glanced at Wander]
Wander: Eheheh... [scratched his chin bashfully]
Hater: ^^;;; Y-yeah...
Sylvia: ^^;;
Mrs Dingleberry: U guys must be tired. I haven't reli set up rooms for u guys coz I dunno whether u want to stay with us in the house or at the hotel...
Peepers: I don't think it'll be a problem, we can always stay in our ship. We've got plenty of room there. No need to trouble u guys
Mrs Dingleberry: R u sure? I feel bad for not being hospitable
Sylvia: Nope, it's fine. ^^;
Mrs Dingleberry: Well, if u insist. Sorry for not being more helpful
Peepers: U letting us hv our wedding at ur plc is very helpful indeed, no need to go the extra mile
Wander: Speaking of help, do u need any? Looks like u got ur hands full
Mrs Dingleberry: Well, some of my kids r helping me with the decor n the setup outside, but I do need an extra hand in the kitchen...
Wander: Lead the way
Hater: And me?
Mr Dingleberry: U can help us out with the rest of the decors n setup, if ur not too busy
Peepers: I can help out too
Mr Dingleberry: No, no, ur the groom, u don't need to do this. Just handle ur other wedding stuff, we'll take care of the rest [leads Hater away]
Peepers: Well, that just leaves u, me and Brad, Syl. Wat should we do?
Sylvia: (shrugs) Not sure either.
Brad: Hmm.
Peepers: Hv u managed to order ur dress yet, Syl?
Sylvia: (nod) Yup. And a few other things. (smirk)
Peepers: Sweet. I look forward to seeing u wearing it ^^ Which means we need to get something nice for Brad to wear on that day
Brad: You don't have to do that, you know.
Sylvia: We wouldn't mind helping you find a suit. That right, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: Of course. Since ur a tag along, ur pretty much invited to our shindig, n u should look the part. Ur wardrobe leaves much to be desired, honestly
Brad: (nod) Alright then.
Angel: (giggle)
Peepers: Right. Lemme see if I can borrow a car frm the Dingleberry-s [approaches Baxter] Hey, kid. Got a car we can borrow to go to town? We need to get something for Brad here to wear
Baxter: U going to town? Pls take me with u. I'll drive u there [whispered] I need air frm all this crazy crowd. Pls~
Sylvia: Well... ^^;; How well can you drive?
Baxter: I'm of age, I can drive. I've been driving Pa's farm tractor since I was 14. I can drive a car. We got our family truck right there near the barn
Peepers: Well, I guess u deserve a break frm the crowd. Show us to ur truck then
Baxter: Right this way [leads them to the family truck]
Sylvia & Brad: (also follow)
[they were soon at the barn where the truck was parked]
Baxter: Here it is, good ol' Betsy
Peepers: U guys named ur truck 'Betsy'?
Baxter: Pa's daddy named it actually. He got it for his birthday present n passed it on to Pa
Sylvia: Hm. :)
Baxter: Right, hop in. There's only enough room for two at the passenger's side, so one of u hv to sit at the bk
Peepers: I can sit at the bk, its too dangerous for a kid to be there. U two can take the passenger seat
Sylvia: (nod) (gets in)
Brad: (climbs in with Angel)
Peepers: [climbs onto the bk of the truck]
Baxter: All aboard? Lets go [starts the engine n drove]
Sylvia: (glances out window)
Brad: (holding onto Angel)
Peepers: [held onto the side n sat tight]
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