[the duo left the botanic room n went to the conference room where Hater n Peepers were there discussing details abt tactical plans]
Wander: [knocked on the door]
Hater: Yes?
Wander: [peeked in] Hey, Hatey, hey, Peeps. I hope we're not interrupting...
Hater: No, it's okay.
Sylvia: (enters, moving next to Peepers)
Peepers: [nuzzled Sylvia] So wat hv u two been up to?
Wander: [came in n sat on Hater's lap]
Sylvia: Named the little sprouts, two of them after their parents.
Peepers: Oh? The sprouts r OK? Where r they?
Wander: In ur abandoned botanic room. We planted them in a tank
Peepers: Wow, that room is still there? I'm surprised the equipment still works
Sylvia: Yeah.
Hater: (focuses on his plans)
Peepers: We were supposed to figure out how to grow our own food to save costs, but since the ppl we conquer pay us tax n offerings, we abandoned the project
Wander: [looked at wat he's focusing on] Wat r u planning there, Hatey?
Sylvia: I see.
Hater: How to take down your sister...
Wander: [frowned a little] I was hoping we don't have to go to war with her... :(
Hater: I don't think talking with her to going to settle anything...
Wander: U wouldn't know until u try, or at least... At least I try...
Hater: You... think you'd be able to do that, though...?
Wander: I don't know, but it's better than losing u all in a blood bath...
Peepers: [sighed] Well, let's take a break for now. We find a safe planet to land n recuperate from all this. Better than drifting ard in this galaxy n them catching up with us
Sylvia: Hopefully some place she hasn't gotten to before us.
Wander: [thought abt it] Maybe Congenial Rock? I mean, I'm sure no one knows it's become a good planet yet, we only left it for not long, n Wanda wouldn't expect me to go on a bad planet with bad ppl
Sylvia: Think we'll be safe there?
Wander: It's the best thing I can think of. Any other ideas?
Peepers: Not tht I can think of
Hater: Me neither...
Wander: Then I guess it's settled then
Hater: Right.
Sylvia: (nod)
Peepers: I'll charter the flight course then [made his way to the navigation room]
Wander: I'll go chk on the litters [got off Hater's lap gently]
Hater: Okay.
Sylvia: (looks out the window, hand still on her middle)
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