(later)
Wander: (entered where Sylvia and Peepers were, the litter clinging to his back and the twins in his arms)
Sylvia: [had just finished briefing the minions n now has Westley n a dozen minions with her] Oh hey, ur here. All set?
Wander: Got everything I need all ready.
Sylvia: Already stock up on ur milk as well?
Wander: (nod) Yup.
Sylvia: Alright, guys. U know wat to do
Westley: (nod) [led the team of minions n they each took one pup off Wander's arms]
Dipper: [sees Westley reaching to take him n shook his head hard, gripping tightly onto Wander] Nyu~~ >m<
Wander: ^^;; Sweetie, he's a nice person. (signs 'nice') Very nice.
Dipper: Nyu~~~!! >m< [shakes his head hard, not wanting to let go, gripping even tighter]
Westley: ^^;;
Wander: O_< Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!~
Dipper: [started crying] Weeeeehhhh~~ ;(
Wander: Honey, let go now, you're hurting Daddy. >_o
Peepers: (walks over, signing) Dipper, let go of Daddy. Westley will take care of you, Daddy needs to do something important.
Dipper: [cried even harder, shaking his head] ;( Weeeehhhh~~~
[A yapping sound was heard at a distance, coming towards them]
Sylvia: Ehh? Tht sounds like Captain Tim. Bonehead didn't bring him along?
Wander: ? (noticed Captain Tim)
Captain Tim: [came in view n ran circles ard Wander]
Dipper: [sees Captain Tim n stopped crying]
Wander: :) (tried to carefully remove Dipper again, while signing) Wanna play with the puppy?
Dipper: [was a little reluctant]
Captain Tim: [seem to sort of guessed the situation n ran circles ard Westley, yapping at Dipper, as if encouraging him]
Wander: :) Go on, honey.
Peepers: :)
Dipper: [whined a bit, then finally let go n crawled towards Captain Tim]
Captain Tim: [happily nuzzled Dipper]
Westley: (whew) [picks Dipper up n put him on his bk like Wander does]
Wander: (nod) That's better.
[the minions all copied Westley to put the pups on their backs, except the twins which each of them carried in their arms]
Sylvia: Alright, guess it's all settled then. Good luck on ur journey there, buddy
Wander: :) Yeah, wish me luck. (thinks; I hope.) (heads off)
Sylvia: (wave)
Litter: (wave)
Peepers: (wave)
Sylvia: I hope everything will work out well for him n Bonehead
Peepers: (signs) Maybe not at first, but who knows.
Sylvia: Fingers crossed for them then (yn)
Peepers: (fingers crossed)
Computer: [was synced into Wander's ship] Ready for ur journey, Master Wander?
Wander: (takes his seat) Ready to go.
Computer: Syncing n detecting GPS, initiated [a series of beeps was made]
Wander: (leaned back in his chair)
Computer: GPS detected. Setting course to follow Ship No. #2651 [engaged to the GPS n started off]
Wander: (thinks; Here we go...)
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