[soon everyone was at the reception hall, dancing n eating n making merry]
Peepers: (signs) Care for a dance, my lady?
Sylvia: Why, of course, my dear [takes his hand n danced with him]
Peepers: :) (waltz with her)
Sylvia: [waltz for a bit, then noticed someone standing next to the twins' baby pram talking to Westley n cooed at the twins] Umm, Pipsqueak. Is tht...?
Peepers: ? (looks to where she's looking) ... :o
[the person looked up n it was a familiar face]
Vision: [waved tentatively at Peepers]
Peepers: (blinked...then frowned angrily)
Sylvia: U want me to kick his ass out?
Peepers: (signs) No. I'll handle it. (starts walking over)
Vision: [looked unsure whether to stand his ground or to run off]
Peepers: (walks straight up to him) (signs) Father...
Vision: [was taken aback by the way he spoke] Son, wat... Wat's wrong with ur voice? It sounds... different...
Peepers: (shows the device on his hand)
Vision: [looked at the device, then looked at his throat, the scar that peeked underneath his collar n got the idea] Oh...
Peepers: (signs) Do you...have any idea... how long I've been ANGRY with you? How long I've hated you for what you did to me, for what you did to Mother?!
[ppl were starting to look at them, in which Sylvia n Wander quickly divert their attention to somewhere else]
Vision: Can we... go some place private...? [was a little uncomfortable having all eyes on him]
Peepers: (glares) (signs) Fine.
Vision: [made his way out to the bk of the reception hall, near the fountain area]
Peepers: (followed him)
Vision: [shuffled awkwardly] So... U look like ur doing well...
Peepers: (signs) Same to you, too... (was still not very happy with Vision)
Vision: Look, I know ur pissed at me, n u hv every right to be. There is no excuse for wat I did, other than me being stupid n drunk n... I know saying sorry won't bring ur mother bk either...
Peepers: (signs) No...it won't...
Vision: Thing is I was a very angry man. Bitter n angry at the world. Bitter n angry at myself for unable to do the best I could for my family. Bitter n angry at the world n blaming them for failing my own family. I failed to see the bright side of things, to try to be positive n better myself, n chose to drink my problems away instead of facing it with a better attitude... I... I hv been doing a lot of thinking n soul searching while I was in prison. Wasn't an easy road to take. I was pretty violent still wen I was in the slammer, got into trouble even behind bars, n got my sentence compounded one over the other bcoz of my offenses. In fact, I technically shouldn't even be out for the nxt 250 yrs...
Peepers: (his glare started to fade slowly listening to this)
Vision: Would u believe I was a leader of a prison gang faction at one point? Shivved so many inmates n started so many prison gang wars tht I literally lost count? N that's not counting the 10 prison escape attempts so tht I can find u n finish the job... [chuckled at his own sad humour bitterly]
Peepers: ... (signs) I was never adopted by anyone... well unless you count my friends back there, but I was having a hard time getting over what you've done...and now... I feel like Mother wouldn't want me holding anything against you... :(
Vision: Ur mother... Always the better person... Always ready to forgive me everytime I apologized, even times wen I nvr reli meant it... She was the best thing besides u tht had ever happened to my life, n I blew it...
Peepers: ... ;(
Vision: I got lucky tho... Due to overcrowding n a huge riot tht I may or may not hv a part in, I was chosen along with a dozen few to this planet where they practice pacifist rehab. Evry morning they gave me these trippy drugs to make me face my demons n reflect on the things I've done, then afternoon it was working in the mines to keep us busy with exercise, then its free time in the evening where I can meditate n do relaxing stuff. Every day was tht same routine until they made sure I clean up good n ready for society. It wasn't quick recovery, bt they reli did their best to help me...
Peepers: (lowered his head and slowly held out his arms towards Vision) ;(
Vision: [bk away, hesitant] No, I don't deserve ur forgiveness. I've come here... [dug out his pocket to reveal a gun, then hands it over to Peepers] ...to let u finish the job on me
Peepers: (blinked and began shaking his head)
Vision: Don't deny it, son. I know u've been dreaming of getting ur revenge on me. Ur mother is dead, n ur happy with ur new life. There's nothing else for me to live for. I don't deserve forgiveness, son [forces the gun into Peepers' hand, making him hold it] Do it
Peepers: ;( (trembled with the gun; he didn't want to, but yet...)
Vision: It's OK, son. I'm glad that u found happiness in spite of me. I know u can say I wasted my second chance after all that rehab, bt I don't care. Nothing matters anymore. My crimes r just too much. I don't deserve a second chance [takes a deep breath n closed his eye] I love u, Peepers, my son. Go ahead
Sylvia: [came to spy on their conversation n saw the scene unfold, unsure whether to stop it or not] :O
Peepers: ;( (signs) I...I loved you too, Father... just... ta-take care of Mother...for me... (slowly starts to pull the trigger)
Sylvia: [stepped in] Wait!
Vision: [opened his eye in surprise] Wha...?
Peepers: :O!
Sylvia: [runs in n pushes the gun dwn] Don't...
Vision: U must be the blushing bride. Nice to see u
Sylvia: [turns to him] Sorry if I don't feel the same way u do
Vision: [nodded in understanding]
Sylvia: [turns bk to Peepers] As much as I agree with ur dad tht he deserves death, this is our wedding day, Pipsqueak. Tht means no killing. Don't ruin our night like this. We hv guests here as well tht can hear this gunshot a mile away. U can continue this tomorrow
Peepers: :( ... (drops gun and runs forward, embracing Vision tightly) ;(
Vision: [was surprised at first, then leans into the hug, bt doesn't hug him bk, just nuzzled against his shoulder]
Sylvia: [picks up the gun n hides it in her dress]
Peepers: (shook with each silent sob) ;(
Vision: [sighed in content at Peepers' hug] U better go bk to ur festivities, son. Don't wanna keep ur blushing bride n ur guests waiting
Peepers: (slowly pulled away) (signs) I know... (turned to Sylvia)
Vision: If u wanna find me, I'll be staying at Black Bridge Inn. U take care of my boy now, young lady
Sylvia: Don't need u to tell me twice [takes Peepers' hand n gently led him away bk into the reception]
Peepers: (glanced at Vision and continued walking with Sylvia)
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