[the nxt day, first order of business was for those who r leaving to give Peepers the list of where they wish to be dropped off]
Peepers: [looked at the list] OK, Ted, u wanna go bk to tht planet to marry tht broad u met... Sam, u want to go to tht other planet with the geese in it... OK... Chk... [cross-reference the list]
Watchdogs: :)
Peepers: [keyed in all the destinations they wanted to be dropped off into the computer, then got a beep] Alright, ur ships hv been allocated coordinates to ur preferred destination, so memorize or write dwn the number of ur ship displayed on the screen there n we're good to go
Watchdogs: :D (do so)
[soon they were all at the ship port docking their ships, while those who stayed behind stood with Peepers n Hater n Wander to send them off]
Wander: Good luck, u guys!! [throws confetti at them]
Hater: (wave)
Peepers: (wave)
Westley n the other Watchdogs: (wave)
Wander: :D [waves enthusiastically] (wave)
Watchdogs: (wave) (make their leave)
[all the ships took off one by one, into the vast space they go, until they could no longer be seen again]
Peepers: Welp, there goes the last of them
Hater: (think) Hopefully they'll still keep in touch.
Peepers: Its up to them whether they want to or not
Westley: I hv ALL their contact numbers in my communicator, we can keep up to date abt them if tht's wat u wish, sir
Hater: (nod) That'll work.
Peepers: Where's the zbornak?
Wander: Nursing a hangover ^^;;
Hater: ^^;; She's that heavy a drinker?
Wander: Like u wouldn't believe |-( U should've seen her wen we were at this sheep planet celebrating after we defeated the troll
Hater: Ah, I see.
Wander: So, wat shall we do now? Where shall we go n where shall we start?
Hater: We could look up a few planets and see where you'd like to explore first. :)
Wander: Or there's always my trusty tablet. We can revisit the places Syl n I hv been before n also visit new places along the way
Peepers: Or maybe we should start by liberating the planets u hv conquered, sir. Since ur not a Conqueror anymore, u better do it before word gets ard n they start a revolt
Wander: Tht could work too :D
Hater: (think) Yeah, sure.
Peepers: [took out the list of planets he conquered, which is not much, technically] Here's the list
Wander: Only tht much? o.o
Hater: ^^;; Yeah. You've probably visted more then I've conquered.
Wander: Well, at least it won't take long, then we can proceed with our exploring :D
Hater: :) Yeah, let's.
Peepers: Right, let's get started with the planet nearest to us then [went to consult the computer to see the navigation]
Wander: [whispered] Is he reli OK? I feel like he's sorta not looking at me in the eye or something
Hater: Oh he's just...getting used to you sorta living here, I guess.
Wander: Oh, OK. I just don't want to stay on the wrong foot with him :(
Hater: I know you won't mean to.
Wander: I better go chk on Sylvia first, see if she needs help with her hangover. I'll brb ;) [left to his room]
Hater: (nod) (sighed to himself)
Peepers: [heard his sigh] U OK there, sir?
Hater: ...He's gonna find out at some oint... :(
Peepers: So wen r u planning on telling him? Or r u not gonna tell him at all?
Hater: I... I don't know...
Peepers: Better earlier before ur condition gets worse. He's gonna ask a ton of stuff u can't even keep up to explain, grob knows how he'll react wen he finds out u hid this from him
Hater: (worry) I know, I know but...
Peepers: Bt wat? :^)
Hater: There's just...so many ways he could react to this, he'd hate me for lying about something serious, or hurt himself trying to find a nonexistent cure, or...(began rambling)
Peepers: [tears himself away from the computer to hold Hater's hand to shake him out of it] Hater, Hater, sir!!
Hater: (breathed hard and shakily, trying to ease himself)
Peepers: [sighed] All I'm saying is that someday u will hv to tell him, n preferably not too late wen ur almost dying in his arms or something. Would u rather get it over with n tell him, n let him be angry with u for a little while, or would u rather nvr tell him n u die n he will blame himself for the rest of his life for not noticing, for not seeing the signs or whatever it is he will tell himself he didn't do to blame himself over the grief?
Hater: :( ... It's just hard, Peepers...
Peepers: [sighed again] I knw its hard. Its always hard to tell the truth abt urself to someone u care abt. Bt u managed to tell ur family. He deserves the truth. I won't force u to make the decision, bt I recommend u do. Knwing tht furball, he won't be mad at u for too long. He's such a sappy forgiving type
Hater: True... I guess I'll just have to wait till the time's right at least...
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