[mins later, at the med bay...]
Peepers: (hurries up to Sylvia, who had been waiting outisde the bay) ??
Sylvia: Oh hey, pipsqueak. Heard the Breeder got sick n passed out in the public bathroom
Peepers: (writes) Will he be okay?
Sylvia: [shrugged] Dunno. Wander just went in a few mins before u came. Hopefully we'll hear good news from him
Peepers: (writes) Hope so.
(In the Med Bay)
Wander: (sitting by Hater's side, as the Skeletor was being checked)
Doc: [did all the chks n was finally tucking Hater in]
Wander: Have you found what's wrong with him?
Doc: Oh Don't worry, nothing is reli wrong with him. In fact, a congratulations is in order :)
Wander: (blinked) ...What?
Doc: [pulled the covers a little n rolled up the med robes Hater was wearing to reveal his energy orb, slightly bigger n glowing brighter, just as Hater had described before if things worked out] According to my calculations, he's abt a week pregnant
Wander: (stares wide eyed... then slowly stands up, walking towards the door to exit the bay)
Doc: Umm... Sir...? [blinked in surprise, this is the first time he seen this type of reaction wen a pregnancy is announced]
Sylvia: [sees Wander come out] Oh hey, buddy. How's the Breeder?
Wander: (still wide eyed, seemingly ignoring Sylvia as he walked past her and Peepers to his room)
Peepers: ?
Sylvia: Buddy? U OK?? [looked questioningly at Peepers] :|
Peepers: (shrugs, confused himself)
(They hear a door slam loudly, possibly from Wander)
Sylvia: U go chk out on the Breeder, I'll go chk out on Wander
Peepers: (nod) (Goes to see Hater, whil Sylvia went to check Wander)
Sylvia: [made his way to the nomad's door, knocking it] Umm... Buddy, u OK? Can I come in?
(a grumble answers her)
Sylvia: [tested the door n saw it was not locked] I'm coming in [enters] Yo, buddy. Wat's wrong? Wats eating ya?
Wander: (was curled up in his blanket)...he lied to me...
Sylvia: I'm sorry, wat? [sat on the bed next to him] Wat do u mean he lied to u?
Wander:... doc says he was...was...
Sylvia: Ugh, spit it out, buddy. U know I don't get it wen u stutter like that
Wander: (jolts up) PREGNANT! They said he was a WEEK pregnant! And he didn't TELL me anything about it! (anger)
Sylvia: [jerked backwards a bit at his outburst] Woah, the Breeder's pregnant? That's good news, isn't it?
Wander: It would've been if he had just told me a WEEK ago!
Sylvia: OK, maybe he actually doesn't know. Maybe he missed the signs. Every pregnancy is different with different species. Maybe he didn't know till the last minute. Or maybe... [crossed her arms n raised a brow at him] ... he's scared. Hv u thought abt that?
Wander: (glares, then sighs) ...I thought I finally had his trust in me...
Sylvia: Look, I still don't think too highly of him, n I'm not so buddy-buddy with him just yet, but if he makes u happy, then I'm happy. N he's pregnant now, which means he's gonna be pretty vulnerable either way. Don't u think u should hear wat he has to say before u storm off like that? Or don't u want the baby anymore?
Wander: ... I guess I'll hear him out first...
Sylvia: Good. Now go bk there n see him before he thinks the worst n do something stupid
Wander: ... (nods and heads off towards the Medic Bay)
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