Terry: (headed for the room where Grimm would be waiting)
Grimm: [had been pacing ard the room waiting for Terry, then wen he sees Terry come in, he quickly sat dwn, pretending to read]
Terry: G...Grimmy...?
Grimm: [looked up frm his book] Terry? U... U OK?
Terry: :( I...I feel sick...doing this...
Grimm: [comes to him n hugs him] I knw... I feel sick as well, bt its gonna be OK... I'm here for u...
Terry: (hugged him close) ;(
Grimm: How is my brother?
Terry: He...told me to pretend he was you...but I think...he misses someone else...
Grimm: I should've known. I noticed the ring on his finger. Perhaps his husband
Terry: Mhm...
Grimm: I'm so sorry abt my father. I've tried to tell him to stop, I've tried to tell him tht I'm not happy abt it, bt then... then he told me abt u... tht u couldn't give me an heir, n tht this was the nxt best thing... then he told me abt executing u n ur family... I... I couldn't... ;(
Terry: ;( I know... I-I know... (hugged him some more)
Grimm: Why didn't u tell me u couldn't... I mean tht u can't get pregnant...?
Terry: That you...wouldn't love me... wouldn't want me as your wife...
Grimm: I would nvr think tht! The day ur parents gave u to us as tribute was the day I fell in love with u. I wanted u as my wife the vry first day we met. There's no way I would do tht to u. U should've told me. Then I could've helped us get our own breeder, someone to surrogate n help us carry children, or maybe evn adopt... [was starting to ramble a little]
Terry: Grimm... Grimmy!
Grimm: [stopped n took a deep breath] S-Sorry, I tend to ramble wen my emotions r high...
Terry: I know. (kisses his forehead) But is there...really no way to escape from here? Along with your brother? His husband could be looking for him now.
Grimm: Dad has fortified this place to the high heavens, even more so wen he heard that there was a security breach at the immigration station. My guess is his husband is probably already here, hiding out with that knight Hater brought along with. Ugh... Why bother letting me take the throne wen he still wants to call the shots...? [buried his head in his hands]
Terry: So, what CAN we do? Or is there just no way? :(
Grimm: I don't know... Ugh... If only Loathe were here. She's much smarter at these things. She should take the throne, not me, bt Dad always believed in sons taking the throne... Her getting engaged to tht bat boy was the perfect excuse for her to bail out on us...
Terry: Well... maybe we should keep an eye out for this husband of your brother's...what was his anme, he said it was Wan... (think) Wander, or something.
Grimm: Yeah, maybe we should. How abt sending one of ur little errand boys to do it? U know, tht little whats-his-name from tht little furball planet?
Terry: You mean...?
Terry: Yeah, tht little Binglebop creature frm Planet Bingleborp. He's tiny n no one will reli notice him. U just need to ask Hater how does his husband look like n then send him to go find him. Wat's tht little errand boy's name again?
Terry: (think) Alfy, I think.
Grimm: Yes, Alfy. Send him to go find... Wait, did u say Wander?
Terry: Yes, do you know something about him?
Grimm: Maybe... [took out his tablet n scrolled a bit, then found the picture] Here, I'm sending u this into ur communicator. The next time u see my brother, u ask him if this is the guy [Terry's communicator beeped signalling the image was received]
Terry: (nod)
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