Sylvia: [returning the keys to the reception] Wanna hv brunch, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: Hotel restaurant or outside restaurant?
Peepers: (writes) Outside.
Sylvia: Outside it is. For the record... [whispered] Ur a beast in bed wen ur in the mood [secretly goosed him] (giggle) [walked ahead of him]
Peepers: ^///^ (follows after her)
[the odd couple made their way to one of the restaurants in town to hv their brunch]
Peepers: :)
Sylvia: [ordered a heavy breakfast set]
Peepers: (orders a bagel and a coffee)
Sylvia: U sure ur just gonna eat tht?
Peepers: (writes) Yes, this is fine with me.
Sylvia: U sure u don't want something more? I'm buying
Peepers: (writes) Well...if you must insist. :)
Sylvia: Go ahead, knock urself out
Peepers: (writes) They were displaying those special bran muffins, so...
Sylvia: Sure, go ahead n get some. Like I said, my treat
Peepers: (goes up to order a few of the muffins)
TV: (was playing the news)
Sylvia: [looked up at the news while munching on her fried eggs]
Peepers: (also glanced at the news, showing a reporter doing his reports and asking passers by a few questions related to the topic)
Sylvia: [shrugged as it was just the usual generic news n went bk to eating her brunch]
Peepers: (was going to join her wth two muffins when he noticed the reporter interviewing another passer by... a Watchdog. One that looked familiar to him...) :o (dropped the muffins, wide eyed)
Sylvia: [didn't see it as she continued eating]
Peepers: (was still wide eyed...)
Cashier: Sir? Do you feel okay, sir?
Peepers: (began breathing rapidly, almost panicked)
Sylvia: [was starting to wonder why it's taking Peepers so long wen she sees Peepers at a state, got up n went to him] Yo, yo, Pipsqueak. U OK? Wat's wrong?
Peepers: (was sweating, eyes locked on the screen)
Sylvia: [her eyes looked to the direction he was staring at n saw the Watchdog, feeling something familiar abt his features] Is tht...?
Watchdog: (on TV) Ever since I've been out of prison, all I've wanted to do was...reunite with my son...apologize for all the times I've hurt him...and my wife... ;(
Peepers: (slowly shook his head, then pushed away from Sylvia to exit the area)
Sylvia: No way... [backed away from the push] Hey! Pipsqueak! Wait! [paid the bill then chased after Peepers]
Peepers: (just stopped outside the area, leaning against wall sinking into sitting position, hugging himself) :(
Sylvia: [finds him n knelt nxt to him] Pipsqueak, u OK? Tht Watchdog on TV, is he who I think he is?
Peepers: (looks up at her and nods) :(
Sylvia: But... But... He killed ur mom! N he almost killed u as a kid!! He should be in jail for life! Or sentenced to death! Wat the fuck is he doing out in the open?!
Peepers: (writes) I don't know! I'm scared he might be faking, but...at same time... ;(
Sylvia: Wat, r u telling me u think he's reli changed? Tht ur willing to actually FORGIVE him?
Peepers: (writes) I know what he did, but still, he's my father...
Sylvia: Tht's not good enough. It's thoughts like these tht let terrible ppl get away with a lot of things, bcoz of tht sentimentality. He killed ur mother, pipsqueak. I wouldn't be so lenient if it happened to me
Peepers: (glares at her)
Sylvia: [sighed] Look, I'm just saying. u be careful. I don't trust easy. He killed ur mother, n he almost killed u. For all we knw, he prolly might want revenge or want to finish the job n I... I don't want u to get hurt
Peepers: (writes) I understand...You're just looking out for me.
Sylvia: Damn right I am. I'm not abt to lose my bf to some loser ass criminal like tht... [realized wat she just said n covered her mouth]
Peepers: :o (blinked in surprise. Did she just call him her...?)
Sylvia: [cleared her throat, as if she didn't say it] Umm... Right! We better skedaddle! I need to look for some backup to get this mission done. [stands abruptly n walked a few feet away frm him, then stopped] U coming?
Peepers: (shook it off and follows after her)
Sylvia: [speed-walked her way to the docking bay to get to their spacecraft]
Peepers: (climbs aboard with her)
Sylvia: [cleared her throat] Right, u wanna listen to ur songs again, pipsqueak?
Peepers: (thinks for a moment and tunes the radio till he found a song)
Sylvia: [hears the tune] Huh, this is actually pretty catchy. Another Earth song, I presume?
Peepers: (nod) (nods head to the beat) (rock)
Sylvia: [headbang along with the music, singing along with it as she started the engine n took off to space]
Peepers: :D
Sylvia: [listened to a few more rock songs of Peepers' choice, then lowered the volume] Umm, pipsqueak?
Peepers: ? (looks at her)
Sylvia: If one day... U reli run across ur dad... How're u gonna deal with him?
Peepers: (slowly writes) I'll think of something...but right now...just not sure...
Sylvia: Will u be OK with him? I mean, u can't scream for help if he tries anything. U want me to be with u wen tht time comes wen u run into him?
Peepers: (writes) If you're sure, but Il will be getting concerned about a GF getting involved. (noticed what he wrote and quickly erased and wrote Partner) ^^;;
Sylvia: [read the gf part before he could erase it n blushed, pretended not to see it] Hehe, yeah, well, if he does anything to u, this GF will kick his ass till nxt century, no excuses
Peepers: (like)
Sylvia: [chuckled n ruffled his head as she turned on the volume to listen to more Earth rock songs again]
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