[meanwhile, during the time Hater n Wander had their "rendezvous", Peepers n Brad had been hanging out for the day, just enjoying the sights n sounds n the food]
Peepers: [got Brad some shaved ice in a bowl] Here ya go, ur favourite flavour, right?
Brad: (nod) Mhm. (took the shaved ice)
Peepers: [ate his own shaved ice] It's been a long time since u eaten anything decent, hv u?
Brad: Yeah...it has been... (took a few small bites)
Peepers: ... Starlight, ur gonna be fine. I won't expect u to get over it so quickly, bt ur in safe hands, so u don't hv to worry
Brad: Thanks...Peepers :)
Peepers: [blushed a little at being called his name, he didn't know why, bt it made his heart flutter a bit, tho he cleared his throat n continued eating] All part of the job, Starlight
Brad: :) (ate his shaved ice, too)
Peepers: [enjoyed the shaved ice a bit, then felt the need to go to the bathroom] I'm gonna go tinkle a few, u gonna be alright here alone for a bit?
Brad: ... (nod) Mhm.
Peepers: OK, wait here. Brb [left to the bathroom]
Brad: (eats his shaved ice) :P
??: Hey there, handsome~
Brad: (blinked and glanced to his left)
[a group of three female aliens were there, dressed in their sexy bikinis n eyeing Brad flirtingly]
Alien 1: Hey there, u came here alone, hun?
Brad: Um...no...? (tried to ignore them)
Alien 2: Wats a handsome bloke like u sitting here alone eating mediocre shaved ice? Come join us at our table
Alien 3: Yeah, we've got jumbo sundae n we need a fourth person~ <3 (wink)
Brad: (became uneasy) Listen, ladies... I'm not someone you'd want to be dealing with right now... (worry)
Alien 1: Oh c'mon, we're being nice here. Besides, don't u wanna hv a good time with 3 lovely ladies? (wink)
[The other two aliens also giggled flirty at him, their boobs rather imposing, n the way the leader of the group tries to press up against him to get him to come with them, reminded him of Vlax n her ways]
Brad: (worry) (began backing up) Stay away, stay away...!! (fell off his seat) (doh)
Alien 2: Woah, the heck? (giggle)
Alien 3: U were being too pushy, Sallie :D
Alien 1: No, I wasn't! >:C
??: Hey, he said he's not interested
Brad: (looked up to see Peepers) :O
[the girls turn to see Peepers with his hands on his hips]
Alien 1: Gee, wat r u, his mommy or something? Mind ur own business
Peepers: He SAID [takes his unfinished shaved ice n tossed the content onto the leader's cleavage] to stay away. He's NOT INTERESTED. R u deaf or something?
Alien 1: (doh) WTF? U ruined my bikini! U knw how much this costs??
Brad: o.o
Peepers: I dont give a rat's ass how much it costs. Learn to take a hint n take no for an answer wen someone is not interested [gets in btwn Brad n the alien girls, glaring them dwn]
Alien 3: Wat r u gonna do, pipsqueak? Its us 3 against u (smirk)
Brad: :O ... (Idea) Do you have any idea who his boss is by any chance?
Alien 2: Wat? Should we knw?
Peepers: U should. She kicked ur planet's ruler's ass, n I'm no spring chicken either [brandished his laser gun at them]
Brad: (nod) What he says.
Alien 3: :O U mean... U mean ur Lord Dominator's...
Peepers: [shrugged, letting them fill in the blanks]
Alien 2: (worry) C'mon, Sallie, we gtg
Alien 1: [glared at them before leaving with her posse]
Brad: (phew) (thinks; that was way too close)
Peepers: [made sure they were out of sight before he turns to Brad] U OK, Starlight?
Brad: (looked at Peepers... before scooping him up in his arms, embracing the Watchdog) ... :(
Peepers: :O [was taken by surprise, bt slowly embraced him bk] There, there... Its OK, they're gone now...
Brad: Mhm... :(
Peepers: Man, girls like them r the worst, aren't they? [tries to lighten the mood a little]
Brad: Almost like I was... (notices he's still hugging Peepers) Oh, um, sorry. (let's go of him)
Peepers: Hey, hey, its cool. I get it. Sorta like PTSD, dont worry abt it. We Watchdogs get it all the time, we hv our own therapist for tht
Brad: I see. And... Do you, too?
Peepers: [shrugged] I had my moments, bt nothing too serious, n nothing a bit of shadow boxing wouldn't help
Brad: Mhm. (think)
Peepers: U gonna be OK now?
Brad: Hm? Oh, yeah, I'm okay now, (Nod)
Peepers: [looked at Brad's bowl] Oh dear, ur shaved ice has melted now
Brad: Aw. :( But it was still good. :)
Peepers: Let's get out of this joint, maybe we can find something better to snack on the way (smile)
Brad: (nod) Okay.
Peepers: Shall we? [held out his hand again, almost out of habit]
Brad: (blush) (took his hand)
Peepers: [blushed a little bit, bt hides it by turning away n leading him out of the cafe]
Brad: (looked away slightly, hiding his own blush)
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