[the newly couple slept thru till the nxt morning]
Peepers: |-)
[a knock was heard at the door]
Sylvia: |-) [in deep sleep, tired frm the occasional midnight feeding]
Peepers: (yawn) ?
[another few knocks, a little urgent this time]
Peepers: (climbs out careful not to wake Sylvia and went to answer the door)
[it was Congenial Rock's local police]
Police: R u Peepers the Watchdog?
Peepers: (signs) Yes, sir. (yawn)
Police: R u related to Vision the Watchdog?
Peepers: (signs) Yes... Ir something wrong with him? Is he okay? (worry)
Police: [looked a little sorry] I'm sorry to tell u bt...
Peepers: (grew concerned) (signs) But...?
Police: [take a small deep breath] I'm sorry to tell u this bt...ur father has passed away. He commited suicide last night, drank himself to death on alcohol n sleeping pills...
Peepers: :O ... (shook his head and slowly fell to his knees) ... ;(
Sylvia: [slowly stirred frm the conversation n got up] Nnhh...? Wat's wrong...? [sees the police] Is there a problem, officer? [went to Peepers] Wat's wrong?
Peepers: (slammed his fist a few times) ;(
Sylvia: [looks up to the police] Wat's going on, officer? Wat happened?
Police: [repeated wat he just told Peepers]
Sylvia: Oh gob... Pipsqueak... I'm so sorry...
Police: His personal effects r at the station. If ur ready, u can come n collect them
Sylvia: Thank u, officer
Police: Sorry for ur loss [tipped his hat n left]
Peepers: (signs) That...th-that... ;(
Sylvia: Oh Peepers... [hugged him close]
Peepers: (hugged her close, sobbing into her chest)
Sylvia: [just held him close to her chest, not saying anything, just being there to give him comfort n support]
Peepers: ;(
[the two just stayed there in each other's arms, Sylvia letting Peepers cry his heart out]
Peepers: (trembled a little, trying to calm down)
Sylvia: [just rubbed his bk] It's OK... I'm right here...
Peepers: (hiccuped) :(
Sylvia: U wanna go to the station to collect the personal effects?
Peepers: (took a moment, then nodded)
Sylvia: Alright, whenever ur ready then
Peepers: (nod)
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