Three's A Crowd-Chp51

[an hour later, the escort was there to fetch Hater, n the Watchdogs were there to send him off]

Hater: Alright, guys. Frm now on, Peepers is ur boss. U guys will treat him with the same loyalty u hv treated me. Its been a honour to hv conquered the galaxy with u guys [nodded curtly n left the ship to enter the escort space craft]

Peepers: (worry)

[once Hater got in, the escort space craft soon turned n made its way towards the direction of Planet Skeletor]

Westley: [aftr a long silence] ....Wat now, sir?

Peepers: ... Start finding us planets to scout around, I guess...

Westley: Wat abt the zbornak? Didnt he mention u can go find her? I assume she might want to knw abt this as well as her friend Wander :(

Peepers: (think) ...Quick stop to see her and then figure out what to do from there afterwards.

Westley: Sir, yes, sir! Umm... Does tht mean I can be the new Commander, Captain Peepers? OwO

Peepers: Yeah, sure whatever, if you'd like to be.

Westley: Yippee~~ :D Alright, guys, u heard the captain! I'm the new Commander now! Sir, do u still hv the coordinates n frequency of the zbornak's communicator? It'll be easier to track her tht way

Peepers: I do still have them.

Westley: Great. Send it to me n we'll be on our way, Captain :D

Peepers: (nod)

[everyone was soon bk in business n made their way to where Sylvia's coordinates lead them]

Peepers: (think) ...(looked at his commander uniform) (thinks; since I'm now Captain....I'm gonna need something more captain appropriate)

Westley: U seem to be in deep thought, sir. Need help?

Peepers: Um, yes, was just... thinking I'm gonna need a more proper captain uniform if I'm gonna be doing this.

Westley: Stop by at a nearby planet n get urself tailored on the way?

Peepers: (nod) Sure.

Westley: Does tht mean I get to wear ur uniform? Although might need to hv it altered since, u know... [gestured at his chubby short stature] ^^;;

Peepers: ^^;; You don't have to be wearing mine.

Westley: Right. I'll just get the tailor to duplicate ur uniform for me then

Peepers: (nod)

Westley: Right, everyone! Off we go~ :D [proceed to go run his duties]

Peepers: :) (thinks; getting the hang of it so far...)