Thursday, March 21, 2019

Fishes In The Sea-Chp89

[they all made their way to the medics, Peepers to hv his bite wounds stitched up n Hater to hv his bruise attended to while the medics chk on Wander]

Hater: (hissed a little at his wrist being tended to)

Peepers: [gritted his teeth wen he was being stitched up]

Brad: (stood to the side) :(

Peepers: [stroke his cheek] I'll be fine, its just a stitch up

Brad: I know...

Peepers; More importantly [looks at Hater who's just abt done] u better go see wat's the doc's verdict on Wander, sir

Hater: Okay... (once he's finished, leaves to see about Wander)

Wander: [was on the examination table, a mask with sedating gas ovr his mouth as the doctors examined him]

Hater: ... How is he?

Doc: [chk some more before looking up] Well aftr chking his symptoms thru my database on star nomads as well the test results, it's confirmed: Congrats, sir, ur going to be a father

Hater: :o I am...? I'm a daddy...? :D (paused) But... Why is he like this?

Doc: That's his feral mode kicking in. According to my database research, it's normal for star nomads to turn feral wen they become pregnant, it's an instinct thing. N the first thing they want to do is eat as much as they can during the 1st mth of pregnancy, just before the hibernation period during the 2nd mth of pregnancy, which they will sleep for a mth, then the remaining 3 mths they'll go thru the rest of the pregnancy as normal, although still in feral mode. Mr Wander is going to need meat, LOTS of meat, coz he's gonna be eating non stop for the whole first mth

Hater: A-Alright... (looked worriedly at Wander)

Doc: I'm sorry to tell u tht once he's out of sedation, he will become violent again. I suggest he should be kept somewhere so he can be locked up safe during the feeding mth, n u will hv to bring him his food so tht he will get used to ur scent n know tht ur the father

Peepers: [shows up behind Hater, his stitched arm heavily bandaged] Would a dungeon work, doc?

Hater: (shake) No! Why would I put him in the dungeon?

Peepers: U heard wat the doc said, the moment he takes that mask off n the sedatives wears off, he's gonna be violent again. U wanna get bitten again?

Doc: He's right, sir. N it's gonna be for one mth, once the feeding ends, he'll be in hibernation n he'll be safe to be taken out

Hater: :( (looked unsure about this...)

Peepers: If ur worried, we could always use ur family castle dungeon where u can keep an eye on him at all times n not worry that furball ends up escaping out the airlock, n tht means u hv to go home

Hater: ... Okay.

Peepers: Good, I'll go coordinate with the navigation crew. In the meantime, u got some restraints for him, doc? I bet too much sedatives might not be good for the baby

Doc: We hv a straight jacket, n a room we can temporarily keep him locked in, bt better be quick to get there, coz our room won't be able to hold him for long

Hater: (nod) And I suppose I have to make a call to my family?

Peepers: Yeah, give 'em a heads up before they flip their heads over u suddenly being a dad (giggle)

Doc: [prepares the room n moved Wander into it, fitting him with the straight jacket]

Hater: Hehe... (goes off to make the call)

[the call was connected to the vid call phone in his sister Loathe's room]

*ring ring ring*

Loathe: [answered the call] Yello?

Hater: :) Sup, sis?

Loathe: Ayy, bro! Wassup? Calling to rant abt another failed conquer mission again? (smirk)

Hater: |-( Very funny. No, actually I need a favor... a really BIG favor.

Loathe: Ooh, sounds serious. Wat is it? Does Ma n Pa need to get involved in this? Or Grimm?

Hater: They kinda all do... You see... (explained about him and Wander, including the condtion the nomad was in)

Loathe: Wait, wait, wait, hold the fucking phone~ U got a BOYFRIEND for almost a year n u didn't think to tell us?? >:C

Hater: ^^;; It was real crazy, trust me on that.

Loathe: And NOW u tell us wen u got ur bf knocked up? Bro, u gonna be in sooooo much trouble~ =3=

Hater: =_= Look, I just need the family dungeon so I can keep an eye on Wander at least.

Loathe: Geez, I read abt star nomads with Grimm bk then, I had no idea abt this. Is he reli tht bad?

Hater: He bit both me and my SiC.

Loathe: Ouch, that IS bad >.O So how long till u get here?

Hater: I'm hoping I can get up there as soon as I can, hopefully in a few days or weeks.

Loathe: Alright, I'll give Ma n Pa the heads up, bt I'm warning u, ur still gonna be in sooooo much trouble~ ;p

Hater: =3= Yeah, yeah. See you when I get there.

Loathe: Looking forward to it, bro ;)

Hater: (nod) (hangs up)

[loud sounds of banging came frm the med bay]

Hater: :O Uh oh. (hurries to see what the commotion was)

[a bunch of med staff tries to barricade the room outside, where all the banging was inside, with loud growls in btwn]

Doc: Put more shelves n tables! Geez, for a small creature, he sure is pretty strong wen feral

Hater: (showed up) :( Wander...??

Doc: Sir, u better go find something for Wander to eat n fast. Get started on letting him get used to ur scent. Hurry n see if there's anything in the kitchen. I'll coordinate with the kitchen staff to make some express food deliveries!

Hater: (nod) (hurries to find some food)

Doc: [made the calls to order huge food delivery services]

(later)

Hater: (returns with a few pieces of fruit)

Doc: Is tht all that's left in the kitchen? (speechless)

Hater: I know he'll mostly eat meat, but I thought fruit would be good too. Also, yeah, ^^; it's kinda what's left.

Doc: Alright, there's a feeding slot there in the middle of the door, slide it open gently first

Hater: (does so, carefully)

Wander: [upon hearing the sound of the slot sliding open, rammed his face against it, his drooling mouth snapping at the open hole]

Hater: :O Whoa! (picked out the first fruit and held it up to the slot) (worry)

Wander: [growled as he flinched at the sight of Hater's hand holding the fruit, snarling at it]

Hater: :( It's okay... just giving you something to eat, sunshine... 

Wander: [growled, then sniffed at the fruit, then sniffed his hand, snorted a little, then finally started nomming at the fruit on Hater's hand, since he was in a straight jacket n can't reach for it]

Hater: :) There you go.

Wander: [ate the fruit in huge gusto, then saw Hater's hand empty n bit his fingers] 

Hater: (doh) Okay, okay, hang on. (hands him another fruit)

Wander: [sniffed again at his hand, then gobbled the fruit again]

Doc: Alright, I just got off the phone with the kitchen staff n the food delivery company, they'll be sending us food via express delivery until we get to our destination

Hater: (nod) (slowly kept feeding Wander one fruit after the other)

Wander: [ate each n every fruit tht was given, then noticed Hater was not feeding him anymore coz it ran out, then growled]

Hater: easy, sunshine. We're getting you more.

Wander: [growled n bit onto Hater's fingers, tho not as hard as before, bt wasn't letting go either]

Hater: (cringed a little)

Wander: [gnawed at the fingers, as if trying to satisfy his craving to eat while waiting for real food to come]

Hater: ... (allowed Wander to do so)

[meanwhile...]

Peepers: [was setting up the course to Planet Skeletor n coordinating with the crew to set up their flight route]

???: Pumpkin?

Peepers: [turned to the sound of the voice] Huh? Oh hey, Star. Everything alright?

Brad: (nod) Mhm. How're they doing with Wander?

Peepers: Not sure. Last I saw, the doc was locking Wander up n Lord Hater has gone off to get food. Not sure how're they doing now [hissed a bit wen he moved his stitched arm a bit too hard] (doh)

Brad: :O Careful there. (held Peepers' arm gently)

Peepers: Sorry, I'm okay... Don't worry. We'll be heading off to Lord Hater's home planet soon. With warp jump we might be able to reach there within 3 days

Brad: (nod) Okay.

Peepers: Would u mind helping me send an email to Dominator's ship, tell her abt Wander's situation so tht she could give Sylvia a heads up? [gestured to his computer]

Brad: :) Sure thing.

Peepers: Thanks, Star [kissed his cheek] How's Magica doing, btw?

Brad: Been put down for a nap. (gets to work on the email)

Peepers: (nod) OK [carries on with the navigation, completing the course setting for Planet Skeletor]

Brad: :) (finishes email and sends it)

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