[the gang reached Hater's ship in uncomfortable silence, n soon entered]
Peepers: [talked thru the PA] Attention all Watchdogs, prepare to leave this area ASAP. This planet is off the list. I repeat, it's off the list. We are leaving this galaxy
Dominator: [got off the tiny recon ship with Sylvia n Brad] I guess we better head to the conference room. There's some explaining to do with Bones
Sylvia: (nod) Yeah.
Brad: ...
Peepers: [turns to the girls] If ur heading to the conference room, one of u go give a heads-up to Wander. He's gonna need to help Lord Hater so he can go to the conference room as well
Sylvia: (nod) I've got it. (heads off)
Brad: (worry) (was still holding onto the egg)
Dominator: C'mon, let's go, pretty boy. N wats with the egg?
Peepers: All will be explained, Dom. Just go wait at the conference room, n go easy on him
Dominator: Fine [led Brad to the conference room]
[soon everyone was in the conference room, including Peepers who had just finished supervising the Watchdogs to leave the galaxy area]
Peepers: So, I know ur itching for an explanation
Dominator: Yeah, I'd definitely like to know
Peepers: Would u like me to tell them or u tell them, Starlight?
Brad: (swallowed) ... (nod) You can tell them.
Peepers: [takes a deep breath] So basically it's this... [told them wat Brad told him]
Wander: (surprised) Oh Bradley (sad)
Dominator: Oi vey, that's kinda rough
Hater: :O Gob.
Sylvia: :O
Brad: :( ...
Wander: Oh Bradley, u poor thing [goes over to hug Brad]
Brad: ... ;( (trembled when Wander tried to hug him)
Peepers: Umm, u might not wanna touch him, furball, after wat he's been thru
Wander: Oh, oh, right, sorry [backed away, then sees the egg he's cradling] Is tht...?
Brad: :( Yeah... one of the many eggs I had to incubate...
Peepers: Any idea wen it'll hatch?
Brad: (shake) I'm not sure, actually... (cradled it, when it gave off a slight purple glow) :O
Wander: (surprised) Is it hatching?
Dominator: [glanced in interest]
Sylvia & Hater: (also watched)
Brad: (worry) (watched in concern)
[the egg didn't show any major reaction, just glowed a little n seemed to hv grown a bit more in size before it stopped]
Peepers: Huh, that's interesting
Wander: Maybe they recognize u as their mommy (smile)
Sylvia: Almost like that egg me and Wander had to save.
Brad: ... :) (embraced it gently)
Peepers: So whaddaya think, sir? Shall we send him bk to his home planet?
Hater: (think) Um...
Brad: Know what? Don't bother about that...
Peepers: Wat r u talking abt?
Wander: Yeah, why not? Don't u wanna go home?
Brad: Suppose they... find out about what happened to Demurra, what I did to make her love me...? (worry) And if they start Spreading it around that I'm not wlecome anywhere else in the galaxy...?
Dominator: They're not gonna find out u did it, she's the only witness to ur crime n she's dead, there's nothing for u to worry abt being exposed. N so u sent someone to kill her dragon husband n made her take love potion. It's no big deal. I've seen ppl done worse for love. N it's an internal thing, they're not gonna spread it all over the galaxy over this minor issue
Peepers: U got a weird way of defining minor crimes there, Dom (wonder)
Sylvia: ^^;;
Brad: (worry) Yeah, but still...
Wander: Bradley might've done some terrible things, bt he had paid enough for it. If that Vlax witch is as bad as u say, no planet is safe for Bradley. She's probably hunting everywhere now as we speak. It's better if he stayed with us n stay on the run
Peepers: Well, u got a pretty surprisingly solid thought there, furball
Sylvia: (nod) Sure does.
Hater: (think) And I think we've got a spare room somewhere on here.
Brad: You really wouldn't mind...?
Hater: :^) Just don't provoke me or anything.
Brad: (nod)
Peepers: I'll show u where u can stay, come along
Wander: Welcome to the team then, Bradley (laugh)
Dominator: Heh, yeah, sure, team
Sylvia: :)
Brad: :) (follows Peepers)
Peepers: [led him to another level higher to where the spare room is] Here we are [opens the door for him]
Brad: (looked around) :) (glanced at the egg) Need somewhere to place this...
Peepers: [looked abt, then dug ard under the bed n got out a box, then stuffed some old cloths n towels in it] Will this do? Just till I get the proper container for it
Brad: (looked it over) (nod) It'll do. (gently places the egg in the box)
Peepers: So, uh, is the room OK for u? It's not fancy like ur old castle but...
Brad: It just matters I'm away from her...
Peepers: [looked at him for a while, then gently takes his hand n squeezed it] Ur gonna be OK, alright? Ur in good hands
Brad: (slightly squeezed it back) Thanks... :)
Peepers: (smile) Feel free to make urself at home [smiled a little before leaving the room]
Brad: (nod) (sat on his bed, sighing to himself)
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