[meanwhile, tht night, as Hater n co were cruising the galaxy, Hater was tossing n turning in his sleep, having a nightmare of Wander crying on his knees, begging him to save him, begging him to come bk, before bursting into flames with a loud piercing scream]
Hater: Gaahh!! :O [shot up awake, breathing heavily]
*knock knock*
???: Sir? You awake in there?
Hater: [pants hard, tries to collect himself before he clears his throat] Y-Yeah... Yeah, I'm awake...
Peepers: (enters) (yawn) Sorry to bother you sir, but your mother had texted me and... (sees his boss's face) Sir...everything alright?
Hater: [sees Peepers starting at him n cleared his throat, shaking his head n put up a strong front] Fine, fine, fine, I'm alright. Just... Just had a rough time sleeping. Wat does tht old hag want now?
Peepers: She sent some images of girls she might invite the next time you come over, see who interests you at least.
Hater: |-( [groaned] Ugh~~ Not this again... How many times do I hv to tell her tht I am NOT interested in settling dwn?
Peepers: I believe she's only wanting to see whom your type is, I guess? (shrugged)
Hater: [groaned again] Fine~ Show it to me n get it ovr with...
Peepers: (holds up his phone for him to see) Well there's these three she talked with so far.
(it showed three different women; one looking like a humanoid red rose, the second a bumblebee princess and the third literally made of water with her hair flowing like a waterfall)
Peepers: They are Rosette, Princess Beatrice and Brooklyn.
Hater: [looked at Rosette n cringed] Ugh, too girly [at Princess Beatrice] Nope, not into bugs [at Brooklyn] Blergh, how would we work? She's literally water. We can't even share the same bed, she'd get it every night! Wat is tht old hag thinking? [pinched the bridge of his nose] (facepalm)
Peepers: ^^;; I'll take they're a no?
Hater: Nope, absolutely not. None of them r right. Wat I want is... [hesitated] (think: Wait... Wat DO I want for a wife anyways...?) (think)
Peepers: Should I send your respond to your mother, then...?
Hater: Y-Yeah, sure, bt do it tomorrow. Let her stew on it a little. Besides it's late, u need some sleep anyways, we both do
Peepers: (yawn) True. You don't need anything else, Sir?
Hater: No, no... Well, maybe a glass of water, bt I can get it myself. Ur dismissed
Peepers: (nod) Night, Lord Hater. (left to get himself some more sleep)
Hater: [waited for Peepers to leave, then made his way to the mini fridge in his room to get his water] (think: Wander's dead. Dead n gone. I don't hv to worry abt him foiling my plans anymore. This is wat I wanted... Yeah, totally...) [chugged dwn his water before going bk to bed]
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