[the nxt day, the duo was awoken by a slight commotion nxt door]
Wander: (yawn) ... (sees he's next to Brad) o///o (pulled away) ? (heard some noises)
[there was a bit of shouting n a loud sound tht sounded like a smack]
Brad: [was awakened too] Hmm? Wha-? Where's the fire...? (yawn)
Wander: ... :O Hatey!!
Brad: [quickly grabbed Wander close n covered his mouth, whispering] Shh~! We'll get caught!
Wander: (protested muffled noises)
Brad: Shh~~ Shut up...!! [held him close n braced behind the door]
[The commotion continued as if no one heard Wander's outburst, then another few smacks were heard before Hater's door was slammed loudly n locked n angry footsteps stomped dwn n out of the tower]
Wander: (still struggled but wasn't being as loud as he was before)
Brad: [wait for an extra 5 mins just to be sure before letting Wander go] Seriously, ur gonna get us caught
Wander: I know, I know, but...
Brad: [listened in for a few moments] I think he's gone. We better go chk on Hater [takes out the keys]
Wander: :(
Brad: [unlocked their door room, then chk if the coast was clear before tiptoeing to Hater's room, knocking] Psst! Its us. We're coming in [unlocks the door n entered]
Hater: [was curled up on the bed against the wall, looking dwn]
Wander: :( Hatey? (came over to him)
Hater: [sees Wander n hid his face in his knees] No, don't look at me...
Brad: [stood near the door to keep an eye out]
Wander: Hater, what did he do to you...? (rested a hand on his shoulder)
Hater: [shook his head, not wanting to look up]
Wander: Hatey... please... :(
Hater: [hesitated, then slowly looked up to show him his swollen cheek n black eye on the right] ;(
Wander: :o Hatey...
Hater: I... I lashed out at Dad... I demanded him to tell me where is Mom. I know wat Grimm told me... But I wanted to hear it from him... He told me exactly wat Grimm told me, tht my mom committed suicide a yr after he sold me... N he blames me for her death... We got into a fight n... ;(
Brad: Damn, Boney. Tht looks like it reli hurts [cringed at the sight of the bruise]
Wander: :( (hugged the Skeletor gently)
Hater: It's all my fault... He's right... It's my fault Mom is dead... ;(
Wander: NO. It's NOT. Don't you dare blame this on yourself...
Hater: But it's true! If I weren't born a freak like this, Dad wouldn't hv sold me, n Mom would still be alive...!! ;(
Wander: Hater, it's not your fault!! Its not... ;(
Hater: [sobbed in his arms] Mom... Mom... Oh gob Mom... ;(
Brad: [felt bad for him as he sat on the bed n joined the hug]
Wander: (held Hater tight, hushing him softly)
Hater: [cried till he felt sick, his hand flew to his mouth]
Brad: Uh-oh
Wander: (pulled away when he also noticed)
Hater: [ran out to the window again n puked] (puke)
Brad: Ugh, I hope no one is at the bottom there
Wander: ^^;;
Brad: Except Fury. If he's dwn there, then serves him right
Hater: [puked harder] (puke)
Wander: ... (giggle)
Brad: [comes to Hater n rubbed his bk] U good, Boney?
Hater: [coughed] Yeah, just the worst part of the pregnancy...
Wander: Mhm...
Brad: How long does a pregnancy from that Terry guy's species last anyways?
Hater: [takes a few deep breaths to ease his nausea] I don't know... I didn't get to ask him yet...
Wander: :(
Brad: Maybe he'll visit later, n then we can ask him
Hater: That's a plan (nod) [slowly made his way to the bed n curled up, groaning in discomfort]
Wander: ...This can't go on...
Brad: Wat can't go on? [sat at the window sill]
Wander: ...Fury needs to be taken down...for good...
Brad: Now tht we're here, I think I may hv a plan, bt I need Grimm's tablet he promised me to do it
Wander: Mhm...
Brad: In the meantime we gotta lay low, keep watch n bide our time. Don't want to stir up any problems before we can even make a plan
Hater: Nnhh... [curled tighter]
Wander: ... I suppose not...but I'm not gonna hold back on this forever, mind you...
Hater: I'll be fine, Wander... Just pls... Listen to Brad, don't attract any attention. I don't want u to get hurt
Wander: ... :( I know you don't...but I don't like seeing you get hurt either...
Hater: I'll be fine... I can take it. I'll get over it after a good cry n I'll be fine :(
Wander: If you're really sure...
Hater: (nod) I'm sure... Don't worry abt me... [nuzzled his hand]
Brad: [sighed] (think)
Wander: (petted his hand, and gave it a kiss)
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