[The trio soon spent their time together, getting to knw each other n also helping each other out on various things, mainly Awesome n Ryder helping Peepers out with his sign language thing. Meanwhile, bk on Planet Janet...]
Wander: (was feeding the pups) Not so hard, sweeties. Daddy's a little sore.
Hater: [comes in with snacks for Wander] Hey, Wander. How's the pups?
Wander: Just feeding them right now.
Hater: I knw, just wondering how they're doing. Here, hv something to munch on. Ur mom said u need the calories aftr feeding them so much [pushes the tray of food to him]
Wander: :) Thanks.
Pups: (had their fill)
Hater: Oh, looks like they're done [picks some of them up in his big arm to burp them]
Wander: (does the same with the other half of the litter)
Hater: [chuckled once he hears them burp, then jumped wen he heard a loud thundering boom] Wat the...?
Wander: :O Whoa.
Litter: (whimper at the noise) ;(
Janet: Sorry, sorry, my bad! One of my volcanos near the marshes exploded! I'm keeping it under control!
Hater: Ugh, why do I hv a mental image of a planet's version of a pimple popping... :/
Wander: (trying to comfort the litter, but then noticed something in confusion and concern)
Hater: [hushed the litter in his arms, then noticed Wander's confused look] Wander? Is there something wrong? R u OK?
Wander: ...Dipper? (had noticed the pup had no reaction whatsoever to the sudden noise) Dipper, honey?
Hater: [looked at Dipper who just yawned n slept in Hater's arms] Wha...? [looked at the litter who were still sobbing n whimpering n bk at Dipper] Tht's... Tht's strange...
Wander: (thought for a moment, then clapped his hands once to see if he could get a response from the pup)
Dipper: [just continued sleeping]
Hater: W-Wander... W-Wat's wrong with Dipper...? [feared the worst, bt didn't want to say it out loud]
Wander: You...you don't think he's...?
Hater: I... I don't knw... [his face was filled with sadness n concern]
Wander:... We need to double check with the medic.
Hater: [nodded as he brought the litter out] Umm, Mama? U OK to look aftr the rest of the litter for a while? We need to bring Dipper to the medic
Wildflower: Yeah, I can spare a few mins. Something wrong?
Wander: There...might be something wrong with Dipper. :(
Wildflower: Oh my, wat is it?
Hater: We're not sure, that's why we need to bring him to the medic [hands the rest of the litter to her] Here, u be good with ur grammy now
Wildflower: [takes the litter] Alright, come to Grammy n let Grammy put u to bed, eh?
Litter: (yawn)
Wander: (leaves with Hater and Dipper)
Wildflower: [hummed to the litter as she brought them to their nursery room to tuck them to sleep]
Hater: [cradling Dipper close as he n Wander made their way to the mothership where the medic is]
Wander: (steps into medical bay) Medic?
Doctor: Oh yes, Lord Wander. Wat can I do u for?
Wander: We... need to check if something's wrong with Dipper.
Doctor: Wat seems to be the problem?
Hater: I dunno... Janet's volcano suddenly erupted just now n he didnt evn respond... [hands Dipper worriedly to the doctor]
Wander: And we just wanted to double check about why he's like this...
Doctor: [takes Dipper] Alright, let's see wat is wrong [gently wakes Dipper by patting his cheek] Wakey wakey, ol' doc needs to chk on u
Dipper: [whimpered n fussed a little as he stirred]
Wander: (fumbles with his hands a little, worried)
Hater: [had his hand on Wander's shoulder, was also worried but tried to be the strong one]
Doctor: [chk Dipper's vitals, did some sound tests, hushing Dipper wen he fussed in the process, looked into his ears with his medical instruments]
Wander: (waits nervously for the results)
Doctor: [finished his chking n turned to them, his expression a little concerned]
Hater: W-Wat's wrong with him, doc?
Doctor: I'm sorry... There's no easy way to say this but... ur son is deaf
Wander: :O
Hater: H-How is tht possible...?!
Doctor: [shows them a holographic 3D image of his scan on Dipper's head] U see here, where his ears are supposed to be? For Skeletors, there usually is some sort of miniscule cavity where the ear should be, just right beneath the horns tht serves as their hearing, bt Dipper doesn't hv it. It seems tht he was born with the cavity fused together, making him unable to hear sounds, n there is no cavity within the skull tht would help sound to travel into his brain, so essentially he's deaf
Wander: But...then how do we...?
Doctor: I'm afraid u will hv to get him started on learning sign languages at a young age, n use other means to help him communicate with u
Hater: Its just a hole, right? Can't u maybe do some sort of surgery, create a hole for him to hear?
Doctor: It's too delicate a procedure, n Skeletor ears don't just depend on the hole, it also depends on the nerve endings within the hole to help carry sound, bt in Dipper's case, he literally doesn't hv nerve endings either, n we can't create artificial ones without the risk of damaging his brain. I'm sorry, sir, bt there's nothing I can do...
Hater: [fell to his knees n sobbed] Oh gob...This... This is all my fault... I knew something like this would happen, something bad would rub off on ur babies... I... I failed u, Master... ;(
Wander: (hugs him) No, Hater, no...don't blame yourself...just don't... ;(
Doctor: I'm reli sorry... [passes Dipper to Hater]
Hater: [sobbed n hugged Dipper] I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... I failed as a Breeder... It's my fault... It is... ;(
Wander: (also embraces Dipper) :(
Dipper: [whimpered seeing both his parents crying, n he couldn't hear them, so he couldn't understand why they were crying, n he too cried in frustration] Waaa~~~ ;(
Wander: (gives him kisses) It's okay, honey...(though he knew Dipper couldn't hear what he said)
Hater: [sobbed as he hugged Dipper close] Wat r we gonna do, Master?
Wander: We'll think of something...somehow... :(
Hater: [sniffled as he wiped his tears] Wat would ur mom think? She'll be so disappointed in me...
Wander: No she won't, Hater... :(
Hater: She's so looking forward to the litters, now one of them is a defect, she'll be so mad at me... :(
Wander: Trust me, Hater, she'll understand. This isn't your fault...
Hater: [bit his lip, not too convinced as he held Dipper close]
Wander: (embraces both of them)
Hater: L-Let's go home. Ur mom might be worried....
Wander: Yeah... (rubs Dipper's head gently)
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