[a few days passed before they finally reached their destination]
Computer: Approaching destination in T-minus 20mins
Peepers: (looks out the window)
[the familiar planet was in sight]
Sylvia: [looked out with him as well]
Peepers: (signs) There it is.
Sylvia: Sweet, I'll get the twins ready [goes off to chk on the twins to get their diapers changed n all]
Peepers: :)
[20 mins later, they landed on the planet]
Sylvia: [pushed the baby pram as they exit the ship]
Peepers: (follows)
Sylvia: [arrives at a familiar spot, the place where he n Wander came to get Hater's collar n where they found Peepers for the first time] Well, that brings us memories
Peepers: (signs) Sure does.
Sylvia: [sees the same food truck that she ordered from on that day] Wow, it's still here, haha. Wanna get something to eat? For old times sake?
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: [went n ordered the same stuff they ordered wen they first met, then sees the dark alley] Ooh, that's where Bonehead found u
Peepers: (nods in agreement)
Sylvia: [got the food n passed to Peepers his share] Here ya go
Peepers: :) (takes a bite of his food)
Sylvia: [took a bite of hers] Mmm~ Just as nice as it used to be :p
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: [sat dwn on the bench where they first met n ate, enjoying the view as well as the meal]
Peepers: (also watches the view)
Sylvia: [sighed in content] We've come a long way since tht fateful day, didn't we?
Peepers: (signs) We sure have.
Sylvia: Seems almost like yesterday we came here to get Bonehead his tracking collar, n then found u
Peepers: (nod)
[the two ate the rest of their food before Sylvia stood up]
Sylvia: Shall we continue on our quest?
Peepers: (finished the last of his meal) (nod)
Sylvia: [hauled a cab]
Peepers: (stood by the baby pram)
Sylvia: [once the cab came, ushered Peepers n pram inside, then showed the address to the cab driver] Take us to this street pls
Cab Driver: Yes ma'am. (starts driving to their destination)
Sylvia: [held Peepers' hand as she looked out the window to see the scenery]
Peepers: :)
Thursday, December 28, 2017
Flesh of My Blood-Chp138
[the duo made their way to the mother ship]
Peepers: (gets in his seat)
Sylvia: Computer, chk the logs on any events tht has to do with this date n plc [scans the piece of paper onto the system]
Computer: Calculating... Analyzing... [does the analysis]
Peepers: (crosses his fingers)
Computer: There r 5 significant cases pertaining to this date n plc. Would u like to see all cases or would u like a filter?
Sylvia: Filter anything to do with Watchdogs
Peepers: (fidgets a bit)
Computer: Filtering... [a few seconds later] 1 case matches the filter
Sylvia: Open the file, Computer
Peepers: (leans to see for himself)
[the file revealed to be the case of Vision's arrest after murdering his wife n the attempted murder of his son]
Sylvia: Woah, I guess he still remembers that fateful day. Didn't he say something abt remembering his past crimes as part of his rehab?
Peepers: (signs) I believe he did.
Sylvia: [reads the article again] Says here it took plc on the planet we found u, ard the slum areas. U think we should go chk it out?
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: Maybe we should hv his body released to us after all. We do have a cold freeze room on this ship to store cold-based weapons. It'll be too much of a hassle to hv to go bk n forth btwn planets just to bring him to tht place, in case we got it right
Peepers: (like)
Sylvia: I'll make the call [dialed the number of the morgue in the police station to request for release of Vision's body]
Computer: Would u like me to contact Master Wander to tell them ur going off on a trip?
Peepers: (signs) Yes, we do. (nod)
Computer: [dialed Wander's comm to engage video call]
Hater: [was the one who answered it] Hello?
Peepers: (signs) Hey, Hater. How you feeling?
Hater: (yawn) Just a little tired. This belly is reli killing my bk. U OK, Peepers? Wander went to chk on u guys, bt ur not in ur room. Wat r u doing in the mother ship?
Peepers: (signs) Well... (explains what had happened)
Hater: :O [covered his mouth in shock] Oh my gob, I'm so sorry... ;( [started crying for him as hormones kicked in]
Peepers: (signs) It's okay... we both went through a lot... and we now plan to bury him next to where my mother was buried herself.
Hater: So u think she might be buried at the plc where ur dad kept the date n address?
Peepers: (nod) (signs) It's worth taking a look to make sure.
Hater: Alright. Wander's in the bathroom right now. I'll let him knw later wen he's out
Sylvia: [had finished calling] Hey, Pipsqueak, they said they'll be here in... [sees Hater on the video call] Oh, hey, Bonehead.
Hater: Hey, Sylvia. I heard abt Peepers' dad... I'm so sorry for ur loss, Peepers ;( [cried again]
Peepers: :( (signs) Don't worry about me, Hater. Really, I'll be fine.
Hater: I knw, I can't help it, my hormones n all... ;(
Sylvia: Trust me, I knw the feels. U just rest, OK? We'll keep u guys updated
Peepers: (nod) (Signs) What she says.
Hater: OK, u guys stay safe, OK? Take ur time
Peepers: (signs) Will do. ^^
Hater: (wave) [waved goodbye before ending the call]
Sylvia: Well, tht was unexpected, him crying for u
Peepers: (signs) He is still feeling moody it seems.
Sylvia: Evn moodier than he was wen he was pregnant with the first litter. I'm starting to suspect his current pregnancy is not nomad-style aftr all
Peepers: (signs) Think so?
Sylvia: [shrugged] Call it a hunch
Peepers: (shrugs also)
Sylvia: Oh, I was saying tht the station will release the body n send it ovr here in abt 15 mins, then we can go on our way
Peepers: (nod)
[15 mins later, the men frm the station had brought in the body, in which Sylvia guided them to the cold storage room]
Peepers: (stood by her side)
Sylvia: [directed them to the nearest empty spot to put the body, thanked them n sent them off]
Peepers: (think)
Sylvia: Alright. All set n done. We all good to go?
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: Computer, take us to the planet that is stated in the article
Computer: Acknowledged. Heading off in 3... 2... 1... [started the ship]
Peepers: (sits in his seat, feeling Sylvia take his hand in hers)
Sylvia: :) [squeezed his hand reassuringly]
Peepers: :) (squeezed back)
[the ship soon flew n made its travel thru space towards their destination]
Peepers: (leans back in his seat)
Sylvia: [hears the twins whimpering in hunger]
Peepers: (signs) Want me to check on them?
Sylvia: Sure, go ahead (nod)
Peepers: (heads to the back to check on their babies)
Twins: [were bawling now in their baby pram]
Peepers: (signs) Hi there sweeties, daddy's here now. (stroked both their cheeks)
Twins: [reaches for their daddy]
Peepers: (picked them both up and rocked them gently)
Twins: [nuzzled against Peepers' chest, looking for their meal]
Peepers: (looks over to Sylvia)
Sylvia: [hears them fussing] Is everything alright, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: (signs) They're ready for another feeding.
Sylvia: Alright, bring them here. I still got some navigating to do
Peepers: (brings them over to her)
Sylvia: [finished her navigation n takes them] Aww~ is someone hungry? Come here, my little boo-boos ^3^
Twins: (coo and feed off of her)
Peepers: :)
Sylvia: [rocks them while she fed them]
Peepers: (watched them happily) ... :(
Sylvia: [noticed his frown] Wat's wrong, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: (signs) If they ask about what their grandparents were like... :(
Sylvia: Just tell them a watered dwn version of the truth, bt most important of all, remind urself of the good times u had with ur folks n remind them that as well. I know I would nvr lie to them abt my own parents
Peepers: ... (nod)
Sylvia: :) It'll be OK, Pipsqueak. We'll cross that bridge wen it happens
Peepers: (signs) I know.
Sylvia: [nuzzled him n continued nursing]
Peepers: (smiled at the twins) :)
Peepers: (gets in his seat)
Sylvia: Computer, chk the logs on any events tht has to do with this date n plc [scans the piece of paper onto the system]
Computer: Calculating... Analyzing... [does the analysis]
Peepers: (crosses his fingers)
Computer: There r 5 significant cases pertaining to this date n plc. Would u like to see all cases or would u like a filter?
Sylvia: Filter anything to do with Watchdogs
Peepers: (fidgets a bit)
Computer: Filtering... [a few seconds later] 1 case matches the filter
Sylvia: Open the file, Computer
Peepers: (leans to see for himself)
[the file revealed to be the case of Vision's arrest after murdering his wife n the attempted murder of his son]
Sylvia: Woah, I guess he still remembers that fateful day. Didn't he say something abt remembering his past crimes as part of his rehab?
Peepers: (signs) I believe he did.
Sylvia: [reads the article again] Says here it took plc on the planet we found u, ard the slum areas. U think we should go chk it out?
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: Maybe we should hv his body released to us after all. We do have a cold freeze room on this ship to store cold-based weapons. It'll be too much of a hassle to hv to go bk n forth btwn planets just to bring him to tht place, in case we got it right
Peepers: (like)
Sylvia: I'll make the call [dialed the number of the morgue in the police station to request for release of Vision's body]
Computer: Would u like me to contact Master Wander to tell them ur going off on a trip?
Peepers: (signs) Yes, we do. (nod)
Computer: [dialed Wander's comm to engage video call]
Hater: [was the one who answered it] Hello?
Peepers: (signs) Hey, Hater. How you feeling?
Hater: (yawn) Just a little tired. This belly is reli killing my bk. U OK, Peepers? Wander went to chk on u guys, bt ur not in ur room. Wat r u doing in the mother ship?
Peepers: (signs) Well... (explains what had happened)
Hater: :O [covered his mouth in shock] Oh my gob, I'm so sorry... ;( [started crying for him as hormones kicked in]
Peepers: (signs) It's okay... we both went through a lot... and we now plan to bury him next to where my mother was buried herself.
Hater: So u think she might be buried at the plc where ur dad kept the date n address?
Peepers: (nod) (signs) It's worth taking a look to make sure.
Hater: Alright. Wander's in the bathroom right now. I'll let him knw later wen he's out
Sylvia: [had finished calling] Hey, Pipsqueak, they said they'll be here in... [sees Hater on the video call] Oh, hey, Bonehead.
Hater: Hey, Sylvia. I heard abt Peepers' dad... I'm so sorry for ur loss, Peepers ;( [cried again]
Peepers: :( (signs) Don't worry about me, Hater. Really, I'll be fine.
Hater: I knw, I can't help it, my hormones n all... ;(
Sylvia: Trust me, I knw the feels. U just rest, OK? We'll keep u guys updated
Peepers: (nod) (Signs) What she says.
Hater: OK, u guys stay safe, OK? Take ur time
Peepers: (signs) Will do. ^^
Hater: (wave) [waved goodbye before ending the call]
Sylvia: Well, tht was unexpected, him crying for u
Peepers: (signs) He is still feeling moody it seems.
Sylvia: Evn moodier than he was wen he was pregnant with the first litter. I'm starting to suspect his current pregnancy is not nomad-style aftr all
Peepers: (signs) Think so?
Sylvia: [shrugged] Call it a hunch
Peepers: (shrugs also)
Sylvia: Oh, I was saying tht the station will release the body n send it ovr here in abt 15 mins, then we can go on our way
Peepers: (nod)
[15 mins later, the men frm the station had brought in the body, in which Sylvia guided them to the cold storage room]
Peepers: (stood by her side)
Sylvia: [directed them to the nearest empty spot to put the body, thanked them n sent them off]
Peepers: (think)
Sylvia: Alright. All set n done. We all good to go?
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: Computer, take us to the planet that is stated in the article
Computer: Acknowledged. Heading off in 3... 2... 1... [started the ship]
Peepers: (sits in his seat, feeling Sylvia take his hand in hers)
Sylvia: :) [squeezed his hand reassuringly]
Peepers: :) (squeezed back)
[the ship soon flew n made its travel thru space towards their destination]
Peepers: (leans back in his seat)
Sylvia: [hears the twins whimpering in hunger]
Peepers: (signs) Want me to check on them?
Sylvia: Sure, go ahead (nod)
Peepers: (heads to the back to check on their babies)
Twins: [were bawling now in their baby pram]
Peepers: (signs) Hi there sweeties, daddy's here now. (stroked both their cheeks)
Twins: [reaches for their daddy]
Peepers: (picked them both up and rocked them gently)
Twins: [nuzzled against Peepers' chest, looking for their meal]
Peepers: (looks over to Sylvia)
Sylvia: [hears them fussing] Is everything alright, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: (signs) They're ready for another feeding.
Sylvia: Alright, bring them here. I still got some navigating to do
Peepers: (brings them over to her)
Sylvia: [finished her navigation n takes them] Aww~ is someone hungry? Come here, my little boo-boos ^3^
Twins: (coo and feed off of her)
Peepers: :)
Sylvia: [rocks them while she fed them]
Peepers: (watched them happily) ... :(
Sylvia: [noticed his frown] Wat's wrong, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: (signs) If they ask about what their grandparents were like... :(
Sylvia: Just tell them a watered dwn version of the truth, bt most important of all, remind urself of the good times u had with ur folks n remind them that as well. I know I would nvr lie to them abt my own parents
Peepers: ... (nod)
Sylvia: :) It'll be OK, Pipsqueak. We'll cross that bridge wen it happens
Peepers: (signs) I know.
Sylvia: [nuzzled him n continued nursing]
Peepers: (smiled at the twins) :)
Flesh of My Blood-Chp137
[later in the morning, the couple both went to the police station]
Police: [sees them] Oh, hey, good morning. Ur here for ur father's personal effects?
Peepers: (signs) I am.
Police: Would u want to go identify ur father's body first?
Peepers: (think) ... (signs) I suppose, yes.
Police: Come this way [leads them to the morgue downstairs]
Peepers: (followed them)
Sylvia: [followed along as well]
Police: [opened the morgue door for them n led them to a body laying on the table with the bedsheets covering it]
Peepers: :( (was a little nervous)
Sylvia: [squeezed his hand reassuringly]
Peepers: (squeezed her hand back)
Police: U ready?
Peepers: (nod)
Police: [removes the sheet, revealing the body, confirming it was Vision]
Sylvia: :(
Peepers: ... ;(
Sylvia: [wrapped her arm ard his shoulder]
Peepers: (hugged her)
Police: So do u confirm his ID?
Peepers: (signs) That's him. :(
Sylvia: [nodded in agreement]
Peepers: :(
Police: [nodded n covered the body bk]
Sylvia: Where r his personal effects?
Police: Right here [showed them a tray with items on it] A wallet with some space credits, some lint, a pack of cigarettes n gum, food coupons, a receipt of his last purchase n a suicide note
Peepers: (bit his lip as he took the note to read)
Sylvia: U don't hv to read it if u don't want to
Peepers: (signs) I know, but...
Sylvia: U want to know his last thoughts, don't u?
Peepers: (nods and turned his attention to the note)
Note:
To my son Peepers the Watchdog
If ur reading this, then u know that I am no longer of this world. I know I hv been given a second chance in life, bt that second chance is not worth it if I don't hv my precious wife n ur mother Orb to share it with. I also know that maybe I should spend that second chance to make amends with u, bt being with u will only remind me of wat I did to u n ur mother, seeing the aftermath of wat I did is enough to make me feel guilty all over again, n I can't live with myself n I can't ever forgive myself for tht, evn if u hv. N u look so much like ur mother, which makes it even worse. Pls don't take it personally. It's not ur fault. It's mine. All the signs hv shown me tht I don't deserve to live, tht I don't deserve this second chance, n wen ur lovely wife stopped u from killing me, I realized that I would've ruined the best day of ur life by making a scene n making u take my life. I killed ur mother n almost killed u. I don't want u to live ur life with the burden of murder like I did. I want u to be happy, to live ur life as u deserve. U hv a wonderful wife, n two beautiful children, n I got to see u one last time. I cannot ask for a better closure for myself before I leave this world. I love u, Peepers, n I hope tht u hv forgiven not just me, bt urself as well.
Signed, Vision the Watchdog, ur loving father
Peepers: ... (held the note to his chest)
Sylvia: [rubbed his bk in comfort]
Peepers: ... (signs) There isn't anything else in there? Like...photo of my mother?
Police: I think I might've seen a picture in the wallet somewhere. U can hv a look. I'll be outside if u need anything [left to give them privacy]
Peepers: (took the wallet to double check)
[there was a picture of them, Vision n Orb holding a baby Peepers in their arms]
Peepers: ... ;(
Sylvia: [sees the picture too] Oh, is tht ur mom?
Peepers: (nods sadly)
Sylvia: She looks beautiful, n u do look like her
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: U gonna be OK, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: (signs) Yeah... it'll take time, but yeah...
Sylvia: I take it u wanna bury him some place special or significant
Peepers: (nods slowly)
Sylvia: Any plc in mind?
Peepers: (think) (seemed to have an idea but shook his head)
Sylvia: C'mon, tell me. It's OK, I won't laugh
Peepers: (signs) I kinda thought maybe my home world, but because of what happened to it....
Sylvia: Do u know where ur mom is buried? Maybe u could bury him beside her
Peepers: (signs) I never really knew... :(
Sylvia: Maybe we can find out, look it up n then bury him with her there
Peepers: ... (nod)
Sylvia: Bt to do tht, we will hv to look into the case of her murder, which will dig up a lot of old wounds. U OK with this?
Peepers: (signs) ...Yes.
Sylvia: Do u still remember the plc where it happened? Then we can go to the records station frm there to dig info up
Peepers: (signs) It's been so long...
Sylvia: Give it a try, or else we won't know where to start
Peepers: (signs) I was pretty young at the time so it might've been a blur for me, perhaps.
Sylvia: Don't worry, just to think n we can work our way up. I'm going to the police counter to process the personal effects n tell them to hold the body till we find a place to bury
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: [left to do her thing]
Peepers: (thought to himself)
[there was a small piece of paper inside Vision's wallet where the money should be]
Peepers: ? (noticed it and took it out)
[the paper wrote "5th Oct 1xxx: Bluetooth Lane"]
Peepers: :O (hurries off to find Sylvia)
Sylvia: [was signing the paperwork]
Peepers: (signs) Sylvia!
Sylvia: [jumped a bit] Woah, wat happened? Wat's wrong?
Peepers: (holds up the piece of paper)
Sylvia: [looked at the paper] Wait, is tht...?
Peepers: (signs) Could be the address where my mother was buried!
Sylvia: It has a date tho, maybe it's something else, bt it's better than no lead. Let's go to the mother ship n hv Computer chk it out. The twins need their feeding anyways
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: [thanked the police n left with Peepers n the twins in their baby pram]
Peepers: (thinks more to himself)
Police: [sees them] Oh, hey, good morning. Ur here for ur father's personal effects?
Peepers: (signs) I am.
Police: Would u want to go identify ur father's body first?
Peepers: (think) ... (signs) I suppose, yes.
Police: Come this way [leads them to the morgue downstairs]
Peepers: (followed them)
Sylvia: [followed along as well]
Police: [opened the morgue door for them n led them to a body laying on the table with the bedsheets covering it]
Peepers: :( (was a little nervous)
Sylvia: [squeezed his hand reassuringly]
Peepers: (squeezed her hand back)
Police: U ready?
Peepers: (nod)
Police: [removes the sheet, revealing the body, confirming it was Vision]
Sylvia: :(
Peepers: ... ;(
Sylvia: [wrapped her arm ard his shoulder]
Peepers: (hugged her)
Police: So do u confirm his ID?
Peepers: (signs) That's him. :(
Sylvia: [nodded in agreement]
Peepers: :(
Police: [nodded n covered the body bk]
Sylvia: Where r his personal effects?
Police: Right here [showed them a tray with items on it] A wallet with some space credits, some lint, a pack of cigarettes n gum, food coupons, a receipt of his last purchase n a suicide note
Peepers: (bit his lip as he took the note to read)
Sylvia: U don't hv to read it if u don't want to
Peepers: (signs) I know, but...
Sylvia: U want to know his last thoughts, don't u?
Peepers: (nods and turned his attention to the note)
Note:
To my son Peepers the Watchdog
If ur reading this, then u know that I am no longer of this world. I know I hv been given a second chance in life, bt that second chance is not worth it if I don't hv my precious wife n ur mother Orb to share it with. I also know that maybe I should spend that second chance to make amends with u, bt being with u will only remind me of wat I did to u n ur mother, seeing the aftermath of wat I did is enough to make me feel guilty all over again, n I can't live with myself n I can't ever forgive myself for tht, evn if u hv. N u look so much like ur mother, which makes it even worse. Pls don't take it personally. It's not ur fault. It's mine. All the signs hv shown me tht I don't deserve to live, tht I don't deserve this second chance, n wen ur lovely wife stopped u from killing me, I realized that I would've ruined the best day of ur life by making a scene n making u take my life. I killed ur mother n almost killed u. I don't want u to live ur life with the burden of murder like I did. I want u to be happy, to live ur life as u deserve. U hv a wonderful wife, n two beautiful children, n I got to see u one last time. I cannot ask for a better closure for myself before I leave this world. I love u, Peepers, n I hope tht u hv forgiven not just me, bt urself as well.
Signed, Vision the Watchdog, ur loving father
Peepers: ... (held the note to his chest)
Sylvia: [rubbed his bk in comfort]
Peepers: ... (signs) There isn't anything else in there? Like...photo of my mother?
Police: I think I might've seen a picture in the wallet somewhere. U can hv a look. I'll be outside if u need anything [left to give them privacy]
Peepers: (took the wallet to double check)
[there was a picture of them, Vision n Orb holding a baby Peepers in their arms]
Peepers: ... ;(
Sylvia: [sees the picture too] Oh, is tht ur mom?
Peepers: (nods sadly)
Sylvia: She looks beautiful, n u do look like her
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: U gonna be OK, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: (signs) Yeah... it'll take time, but yeah...
Sylvia: I take it u wanna bury him some place special or significant
Peepers: (nods slowly)
Sylvia: Any plc in mind?
Peepers: (think) (seemed to have an idea but shook his head)
Sylvia: C'mon, tell me. It's OK, I won't laugh
Peepers: (signs) I kinda thought maybe my home world, but because of what happened to it....
Sylvia: Do u know where ur mom is buried? Maybe u could bury him beside her
Peepers: (signs) I never really knew... :(
Sylvia: Maybe we can find out, look it up n then bury him with her there
Peepers: ... (nod)
Sylvia: Bt to do tht, we will hv to look into the case of her murder, which will dig up a lot of old wounds. U OK with this?
Peepers: (signs) ...Yes.
Sylvia: Do u still remember the plc where it happened? Then we can go to the records station frm there to dig info up
Peepers: (signs) It's been so long...
Sylvia: Give it a try, or else we won't know where to start
Peepers: (signs) I was pretty young at the time so it might've been a blur for me, perhaps.
Sylvia: Don't worry, just to think n we can work our way up. I'm going to the police counter to process the personal effects n tell them to hold the body till we find a place to bury
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: [left to do her thing]
Peepers: (thought to himself)
[there was a small piece of paper inside Vision's wallet where the money should be]
Peepers: ? (noticed it and took it out)
[the paper wrote "5th Oct 1xxx: Bluetooth Lane"]
Peepers: :O (hurries off to find Sylvia)
Sylvia: [was signing the paperwork]
Peepers: (signs) Sylvia!
Sylvia: [jumped a bit] Woah, wat happened? Wat's wrong?
Peepers: (holds up the piece of paper)
Sylvia: [looked at the paper] Wait, is tht...?
Peepers: (signs) Could be the address where my mother was buried!
Sylvia: It has a date tho, maybe it's something else, bt it's better than no lead. Let's go to the mother ship n hv Computer chk it out. The twins need their feeding anyways
Peepers: (nod)
Sylvia: [thanked the police n left with Peepers n the twins in their baby pram]
Peepers: (thinks more to himself)
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Flesh of My Blood-Chp136
[the newly couple slept thru till the nxt morning]
Peepers: |-)
[a knock was heard at the door]
Sylvia: |-) [in deep sleep, tired frm the occasional midnight feeding]
Peepers: (yawn) ?
[another few knocks, a little urgent this time]
Peepers: (climbs out careful not to wake Sylvia and went to answer the door)
[it was Congenial Rock's local police]
Police: R u Peepers the Watchdog?
Peepers: (signs) Yes, sir. (yawn)
Police: R u related to Vision the Watchdog?
Peepers: (signs) Yes... Ir something wrong with him? Is he okay? (worry)
Police: [looked a little sorry] I'm sorry to tell u bt...
Peepers: (grew concerned) (signs) But...?
Police: [take a small deep breath] I'm sorry to tell u this bt...ur father has passed away. He commited suicide last night, drank himself to death on alcohol n sleeping pills...
Peepers: :O ... (shook his head and slowly fell to his knees) ... ;(
Sylvia: [slowly stirred frm the conversation n got up] Nnhh...? Wat's wrong...? [sees the police] Is there a problem, officer? [went to Peepers] Wat's wrong?
Peepers: (slammed his fist a few times) ;(
Sylvia: [looks up to the police] Wat's going on, officer? Wat happened?
Police: [repeated wat he just told Peepers]
Sylvia: Oh gob... Pipsqueak... I'm so sorry...
Police: His personal effects r at the station. If ur ready, u can come n collect them
Sylvia: Thank u, officer
Police: Sorry for ur loss [tipped his hat n left]
Peepers: (signs) That...th-that... ;(
Sylvia: Oh Peepers... [hugged him close]
Peepers: (hugged her close, sobbing into her chest)
Sylvia: [just held him close to her chest, not saying anything, just being there to give him comfort n support]
Peepers: ;(
[the two just stayed there in each other's arms, Sylvia letting Peepers cry his heart out]
Peepers: (trembled a little, trying to calm down)
Sylvia: [just rubbed his bk] It's OK... I'm right here...
Peepers: (hiccuped) :(
Sylvia: U wanna go to the station to collect the personal effects?
Peepers: (took a moment, then nodded)
Sylvia: Alright, whenever ur ready then
Peepers: (nod)
Peepers: |-)
[a knock was heard at the door]
Sylvia: |-) [in deep sleep, tired frm the occasional midnight feeding]
Peepers: (yawn) ?
[another few knocks, a little urgent this time]
Peepers: (climbs out careful not to wake Sylvia and went to answer the door)
[it was Congenial Rock's local police]
Police: R u Peepers the Watchdog?
Peepers: (signs) Yes, sir. (yawn)
Police: R u related to Vision the Watchdog?
Peepers: (signs) Yes... Ir something wrong with him? Is he okay? (worry)
Police: [looked a little sorry] I'm sorry to tell u bt...
Peepers: (grew concerned) (signs) But...?
Police: [take a small deep breath] I'm sorry to tell u this bt...ur father has passed away. He commited suicide last night, drank himself to death on alcohol n sleeping pills...
Peepers: :O ... (shook his head and slowly fell to his knees) ... ;(
Sylvia: [slowly stirred frm the conversation n got up] Nnhh...? Wat's wrong...? [sees the police] Is there a problem, officer? [went to Peepers] Wat's wrong?
Peepers: (slammed his fist a few times) ;(
Sylvia: [looks up to the police] Wat's going on, officer? Wat happened?
Police: [repeated wat he just told Peepers]
Sylvia: Oh gob... Pipsqueak... I'm so sorry...
Police: His personal effects r at the station. If ur ready, u can come n collect them
Sylvia: Thank u, officer
Police: Sorry for ur loss [tipped his hat n left]
Peepers: (signs) That...th-that... ;(
Sylvia: Oh Peepers... [hugged him close]
Peepers: (hugged her close, sobbing into her chest)
Sylvia: [just held him close to her chest, not saying anything, just being there to give him comfort n support]
Peepers: ;(
[the two just stayed there in each other's arms, Sylvia letting Peepers cry his heart out]
Peepers: (trembled a little, trying to calm down)
Sylvia: [just rubbed his bk] It's OK... I'm right here...
Peepers: (hiccuped) :(
Sylvia: U wanna go to the station to collect the personal effects?
Peepers: (took a moment, then nodded)
Sylvia: Alright, whenever ur ready then
Peepers: (nod)
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[the odd couple returned to the reception hall, where Wander n Hater were waiting for them a little worriedly, n thankfully the guests were having too much fun to notice they're gone]
Wander: Everything okay?
Sylvia: Yeah, got a bit of drama, bt it's more or less settled
Hater: U alright, Peeps?
Peepers: :(
Wander: ...Don't wanna talk about it?
Sylvia: C'mon, Pipsqueak. We nvr got to finish our dance [takes his hand n led him to the dance floor]
Peepers: (walks with her)
Wander: (stared after them) I take he don't want to talk about it.
Hater: Probably not. Might just ruin his night. Ugh, of all times, his dad had to show up now on the most happiest day of his life
Wander: (leans into his side) We shouldn't try to interfer.
Hater: Yeah, I knw [winced] Oof! Tht was a hard kick
Wander: (placed a hand on his stomach)
[another hard kick was felt]
Hater: >.<;;
Wander: Heh, strong little sweeties, ain't they? :)
Hater: Yeah, n heavier too. Feels almost more than the usual litter weight
Wander: (think) ..a larger litter possibly?
Hater: Oh god, how large? Isn't 6 in a litter large enough? (worry)
Wander: Yes, nomads do have about 5 to 6, but...we'll just have to wait and see. (hugs the Skeletor)
Hater: [hugged him bk] Wanna dance?
Wander: :$ Sure thing. (leads him to the dance floor)
[they both made their way to the dance floor to join the dance with everyone else]
Wander: :) (waltz with Hater but stole a glance at Brad sitting by himself)
Brad: [sipped on champage n ate the wedding cake alone]
Hater: Wat's wrong, Wander?
Wander: ...Nothing.
Hater: Wander, honey, wat did we say abt speaking ur mind?
Wander: ... Only if you won't be too mad about it...
Hater: I promise :)
Wander: (bites his lip) Well... See... Bradley and I... We... (whispers into Hater about what his relationship used to be with Brad)
Hater: [blinked] Oh, reli? Huh, no wonder he's pissed at u
Wander: Yeah... I can't blame him for feeling used...but it was what Princess Demurra asked of me...and now...
Hater: Now he's left heartbroken n alone by BOTH of u. Prolly finding it hard to trust ppl to be in a real relationship again. I guess he reli did love u
Wander: I guess I did too... but you and I are married and he might find someone out there somewhere someday... :(
Hater: Well, everyone has their first love at some point in their lives, I shouldn't be surprised since ur a conquerer. Tho... technically ur my first n only love :$
Wander: That right? You didn't...like like anyone else before me?
Hater: [shook his head] Nvr. I was a prisoner in my own home, remember? N I was sold off to slavery at 18, I nvr developed a bond with anybody, not evn my previous Masters
Wander: (hugged him close)
Hater: [hugged him bk, then whispered] U wanna give Brad a dance, don't u?
Wander: Oh...um... (glanced again towards Brad)
Hater: Its OK, I'm kinda tired anyways, my bk n my feet r killing me. Besides, I think there's some leftover cake I wanna finish coz I'm pretty peckish. Go ahead. U hv my blessing
Wander: :) (heads over to where Brad is)
Hater: [made his way to where the leftover cake was n helped himself]
Brad: [was lost in thought sipping champagne, didn't notice Wander coming ovr]
Wander: (cleared his throat)
Brad: [jumped a little n turned to see Wander] Oh, it's u. Wat do u want?
Wander: ... Care for a dance?
Brad: :^) ....Excuse me?
Wander: Hater needed a little break and he already said he was fine if I shared a dance with you too. (holds his hand out in offer)
Brad: Reli now? How generous of Boney... [glanced at Hater's direction, where the Skeletor was munching away on the leftover cake]
Wander: We can just do a short dance if that's what you'd rather do.
Brad: (think) .... |-( Fine~ bt only coz u insist [gets up n went up to Wander]
Wander: (took his hand and led him to the dance floor)
Brad: [felt a bit awkward bt went with the flow]
Wander: (danced with him in a slow manner, sort of looking away from him)
Hater: [just watched quietly as he ate at the scene unfold]
Brad: [notice him looking away] Geez, if I didn't knw any better, I think u don't like dancing with me after all
Wander: It's not that, just...you know, a little awkward.
Brad: Awkward? Why would u think tht?
Wander: Well, sure we were some sort of item but me being married now... it's like something with an ex, you might say.
Brad: Huh, now tht u mention it, it does... So why did u do this then? N how is Boney OK with this?
Wander: Hatey did say he was fine with us dancing. And well... I don't know... I'd still like to take a shot as friends...
Brad: Didn't we already established tht with our drinking session? Ur the one who stopped approaching me after tht talk we had since then
Wander: True, it's just... some feelings are harder to get over then others... (looked away more)
Brad: [sighed] Look, I get it. Ur feeling guilty abt us n all tht crap. I've already given u my good faith n let this "friendship" thing worth a try. If u can move on n marry Boney there, then u can move on n start forgiving urself for wat u did to me. I'm not going out of my way to kill u or insult u anymore, so u should take ur own advice abt us being friends
Wander: (sighed of relief) :) I will. And I'm sure you'll find someone too.
Brad: Pfft, tht'll be the day, bt I appreciate ur enthusiasm [held up Wander's arm n twirled him in circles in the dance] :D
Wander: (chuckle) (kept dancing with him)
Hater: [was a bit jealous seeing them, bt decide to let them hv tht moment for a while as he continued eating]
Sylvia: [meanwhile had finished dancing n was at the table sitting with Peepers as they sipped champagne] U OK now, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: (sipped his drink, still a bit silent)
Sylvia: U wanna retire to our room now? I know ur not in a mood, so we can skip our wedding night. Sleep early tonight n we can go visit him where he's staying tomorrow
Peepers: (signs) I'm sorry...
Sylvia: It's OK, we're married now, there'll be plenty of time to celebrate our wedding night. Give n take in the relationship, right?
Peepers: (nods slowly)
Sylvia: Come, let's go to bed. Let the rest party the night away [held out her hand]
Peepers: (nod) (takes her hand)
Sylvia: [turns to the crowd] Everyone! Thank u for being at our wedding n celebrating with us, bt we've got a celebrating of our own, if u know wat I mean ;) U guys can carry on partying without us!
[Everyone whooped n cheered as they send them off]
Peepers: :) (follows Sylvia to their room)
Hater: (wave) [made his way to Wander] May I hv my husband bk now?
Brad: Oh hey, Boney, sure, go ahead [makes way for him]
Wander: (goes over to Hater) Hey, how you feeling now?
Hater: Better, now that I managed to sit down n take a break. Tho I might hv finished the entire leftover 3-tiered cake ^^;;
Wander: (giggle) Oh you.
Brad: I'm gonna go score me some more champagne while u two lovebirds carry on ;) [left to chk the buffet n drinks table]
Wander: (chuckles to himself, watching Brad leave)
Hater: So how did it go? U two good now?
Wander: Yeah, I think we're good. (nod)
Hater: That's good :)
Wander: (hugs him gently)
Hater: [hugged him bk, then yawned] (yawn)
Wander: You wanna turn in early?
Hater: Yeah. It's been a long day, n I ate too much to stay awake
Wander: C'mon. (leads Hater back to their room for the night)
Sylvia: [once in their room, took off her wedding clothes n went to tend to the twins, bathing n dressing them up in their jammies]
Peepers: (yawn)
Sylvia: [sat on the bed to nurse the twins] It's OK, Pipsqueak, u can sleep first. I'll join u wen the twins r done
Peepers: (nod) (climbs into bed, snuggling under the covers) ... |-)
Sylvia: [chuckled n shook her head as she continued feeding, then once the twins were done, burped them n tucked them into their baby basket n joined Peepers in bed] |-)
Peepers: (cuddled against his wife)
Wander: Everything okay?
Sylvia: Yeah, got a bit of drama, bt it's more or less settled
Hater: U alright, Peeps?
Peepers: :(
Wander: ...Don't wanna talk about it?
Sylvia: C'mon, Pipsqueak. We nvr got to finish our dance [takes his hand n led him to the dance floor]
Peepers: (walks with her)
Wander: (stared after them) I take he don't want to talk about it.
Hater: Probably not. Might just ruin his night. Ugh, of all times, his dad had to show up now on the most happiest day of his life
Wander: (leans into his side) We shouldn't try to interfer.
Hater: Yeah, I knw [winced] Oof! Tht was a hard kick
Wander: (placed a hand on his stomach)
[another hard kick was felt]
Hater: >.<;;
Wander: Heh, strong little sweeties, ain't they? :)
Hater: Yeah, n heavier too. Feels almost more than the usual litter weight
Wander: (think) ..a larger litter possibly?
Hater: Oh god, how large? Isn't 6 in a litter large enough? (worry)
Wander: Yes, nomads do have about 5 to 6, but...we'll just have to wait and see. (hugs the Skeletor)
Hater: [hugged him bk] Wanna dance?
Wander: :$ Sure thing. (leads him to the dance floor)
[they both made their way to the dance floor to join the dance with everyone else]
Wander: :) (waltz with Hater but stole a glance at Brad sitting by himself)
Brad: [sipped on champage n ate the wedding cake alone]
Hater: Wat's wrong, Wander?
Wander: ...Nothing.
Hater: Wander, honey, wat did we say abt speaking ur mind?
Wander: ... Only if you won't be too mad about it...
Hater: I promise :)
Wander: (bites his lip) Well... See... Bradley and I... We... (whispers into Hater about what his relationship used to be with Brad)
Hater: [blinked] Oh, reli? Huh, no wonder he's pissed at u
Wander: Yeah... I can't blame him for feeling used...but it was what Princess Demurra asked of me...and now...
Hater: Now he's left heartbroken n alone by BOTH of u. Prolly finding it hard to trust ppl to be in a real relationship again. I guess he reli did love u
Wander: I guess I did too... but you and I are married and he might find someone out there somewhere someday... :(
Hater: Well, everyone has their first love at some point in their lives, I shouldn't be surprised since ur a conquerer. Tho... technically ur my first n only love :$
Wander: That right? You didn't...like like anyone else before me?
Hater: [shook his head] Nvr. I was a prisoner in my own home, remember? N I was sold off to slavery at 18, I nvr developed a bond with anybody, not evn my previous Masters
Wander: (hugged him close)
Hater: [hugged him bk, then whispered] U wanna give Brad a dance, don't u?
Wander: Oh...um... (glanced again towards Brad)
Hater: Its OK, I'm kinda tired anyways, my bk n my feet r killing me. Besides, I think there's some leftover cake I wanna finish coz I'm pretty peckish. Go ahead. U hv my blessing
Wander: :) (heads over to where Brad is)
Hater: [made his way to where the leftover cake was n helped himself]
Brad: [was lost in thought sipping champagne, didn't notice Wander coming ovr]
Wander: (cleared his throat)
Brad: [jumped a little n turned to see Wander] Oh, it's u. Wat do u want?
Wander: ... Care for a dance?
Brad: :^) ....Excuse me?
Wander: Hater needed a little break and he already said he was fine if I shared a dance with you too. (holds his hand out in offer)
Brad: Reli now? How generous of Boney... [glanced at Hater's direction, where the Skeletor was munching away on the leftover cake]
Wander: We can just do a short dance if that's what you'd rather do.
Brad: (think) .... |-( Fine~ bt only coz u insist [gets up n went up to Wander]
Wander: (took his hand and led him to the dance floor)
Brad: [felt a bit awkward bt went with the flow]
Wander: (danced with him in a slow manner, sort of looking away from him)
Hater: [just watched quietly as he ate at the scene unfold]
Brad: [notice him looking away] Geez, if I didn't knw any better, I think u don't like dancing with me after all
Wander: It's not that, just...you know, a little awkward.
Brad: Awkward? Why would u think tht?
Wander: Well, sure we were some sort of item but me being married now... it's like something with an ex, you might say.
Brad: Huh, now tht u mention it, it does... So why did u do this then? N how is Boney OK with this?
Wander: Hatey did say he was fine with us dancing. And well... I don't know... I'd still like to take a shot as friends...
Brad: Didn't we already established tht with our drinking session? Ur the one who stopped approaching me after tht talk we had since then
Wander: True, it's just... some feelings are harder to get over then others... (looked away more)
Brad: [sighed] Look, I get it. Ur feeling guilty abt us n all tht crap. I've already given u my good faith n let this "friendship" thing worth a try. If u can move on n marry Boney there, then u can move on n start forgiving urself for wat u did to me. I'm not going out of my way to kill u or insult u anymore, so u should take ur own advice abt us being friends
Wander: (sighed of relief) :) I will. And I'm sure you'll find someone too.
Brad: Pfft, tht'll be the day, bt I appreciate ur enthusiasm [held up Wander's arm n twirled him in circles in the dance] :D
Wander: (chuckle) (kept dancing with him)
Hater: [was a bit jealous seeing them, bt decide to let them hv tht moment for a while as he continued eating]
Sylvia: [meanwhile had finished dancing n was at the table sitting with Peepers as they sipped champagne] U OK now, Pipsqueak?
Peepers: (sipped his drink, still a bit silent)
Sylvia: U wanna retire to our room now? I know ur not in a mood, so we can skip our wedding night. Sleep early tonight n we can go visit him where he's staying tomorrow
Peepers: (signs) I'm sorry...
Sylvia: It's OK, we're married now, there'll be plenty of time to celebrate our wedding night. Give n take in the relationship, right?
Peepers: (nods slowly)
Sylvia: Come, let's go to bed. Let the rest party the night away [held out her hand]
Peepers: (nod) (takes her hand)
Sylvia: [turns to the crowd] Everyone! Thank u for being at our wedding n celebrating with us, bt we've got a celebrating of our own, if u know wat I mean ;) U guys can carry on partying without us!
[Everyone whooped n cheered as they send them off]
Peepers: :) (follows Sylvia to their room)
Hater: (wave) [made his way to Wander] May I hv my husband bk now?
Brad: Oh hey, Boney, sure, go ahead [makes way for him]
Wander: (goes over to Hater) Hey, how you feeling now?
Hater: Better, now that I managed to sit down n take a break. Tho I might hv finished the entire leftover 3-tiered cake ^^;;
Wander: (giggle) Oh you.
Brad: I'm gonna go score me some more champagne while u two lovebirds carry on ;) [left to chk the buffet n drinks table]
Wander: (chuckles to himself, watching Brad leave)
Hater: So how did it go? U two good now?
Wander: Yeah, I think we're good. (nod)
Hater: That's good :)
Wander: (hugs him gently)
Hater: [hugged him bk, then yawned] (yawn)
Wander: You wanna turn in early?
Hater: Yeah. It's been a long day, n I ate too much to stay awake
Wander: C'mon. (leads Hater back to their room for the night)
Sylvia: [once in their room, took off her wedding clothes n went to tend to the twins, bathing n dressing them up in their jammies]
Peepers: (yawn)
Sylvia: [sat on the bed to nurse the twins] It's OK, Pipsqueak, u can sleep first. I'll join u wen the twins r done
Peepers: (nod) (climbs into bed, snuggling under the covers) ... |-)
Sylvia: [chuckled n shook her head as she continued feeding, then once the twins were done, burped them n tucked them into their baby basket n joined Peepers in bed] |-)
Peepers: (cuddled against his wife)
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[soon everyone was at the reception hall, dancing n eating n making merry]
Peepers: (signs) Care for a dance, my lady?
Sylvia: Why, of course, my dear [takes his hand n danced with him]
Peepers: :) (waltz with her)
Sylvia: [waltz for a bit, then noticed someone standing next to the twins' baby pram talking to Westley n cooed at the twins] Umm, Pipsqueak. Is tht...?
Peepers: ? (looks to where she's looking) ... :o
[the person looked up n it was a familiar face]
Vision: [waved tentatively at Peepers]
Peepers: (blinked...then frowned angrily)
Sylvia: U want me to kick his ass out?
Peepers: (signs) No. I'll handle it. (starts walking over)
Vision: [looked unsure whether to stand his ground or to run off]
Peepers: (walks straight up to him) (signs) Father...
Vision: [was taken aback by the way he spoke] Son, wat... Wat's wrong with ur voice? It sounds... different...
Peepers: (shows the device on his hand)
Vision: [looked at the device, then looked at his throat, the scar that peeked underneath his collar n got the idea] Oh...
Peepers: (signs) Do you...have any idea... how long I've been ANGRY with you? How long I've hated you for what you did to me, for what you did to Mother?!
[ppl were starting to look at them, in which Sylvia n Wander quickly divert their attention to somewhere else]
Vision: Can we... go some place private...? [was a little uncomfortable having all eyes on him]
Peepers: (glares) (signs) Fine.
Vision: [made his way out to the bk of the reception hall, near the fountain area]
Peepers: (followed him)
Vision: [shuffled awkwardly] So... U look like ur doing well...
Peepers: (signs) Same to you, too... (was still not very happy with Vision)
Vision: Look, I know ur pissed at me, n u hv every right to be. There is no excuse for wat I did, other than me being stupid n drunk n... I know saying sorry won't bring ur mother bk either...
Peepers: (signs) No...it won't...
Vision: Thing is I was a very angry man. Bitter n angry at the world. Bitter n angry at myself for unable to do the best I could for my family. Bitter n angry at the world n blaming them for failing my own family. I failed to see the bright side of things, to try to be positive n better myself, n chose to drink my problems away instead of facing it with a better attitude... I... I hv been doing a lot of thinking n soul searching while I was in prison. Wasn't an easy road to take. I was pretty violent still wen I was in the slammer, got into trouble even behind bars, n got my sentence compounded one over the other bcoz of my offenses. In fact, I technically shouldn't even be out for the nxt 250 yrs...
Peepers: (his glare started to fade slowly listening to this)
Vision: Would u believe I was a leader of a prison gang faction at one point? Shivved so many inmates n started so many prison gang wars tht I literally lost count? N that's not counting the 10 prison escape attempts so tht I can find u n finish the job... [chuckled at his own sad humour bitterly]
Peepers: ... (signs) I was never adopted by anyone... well unless you count my friends back there, but I was having a hard time getting over what you've done...and now... I feel like Mother wouldn't want me holding anything against you... :(
Vision: Ur mother... Always the better person... Always ready to forgive me everytime I apologized, even times wen I nvr reli meant it... She was the best thing besides u tht had ever happened to my life, n I blew it...
Peepers: ... ;(
Vision: I got lucky tho... Due to overcrowding n a huge riot tht I may or may not hv a part in, I was chosen along with a dozen few to this planet where they practice pacifist rehab. Evry morning they gave me these trippy drugs to make me face my demons n reflect on the things I've done, then afternoon it was working in the mines to keep us busy with exercise, then its free time in the evening where I can meditate n do relaxing stuff. Every day was tht same routine until they made sure I clean up good n ready for society. It wasn't quick recovery, bt they reli did their best to help me...
Peepers: (lowered his head and slowly held out his arms towards Vision) ;(
Vision: [bk away, hesitant] No, I don't deserve ur forgiveness. I've come here... [dug out his pocket to reveal a gun, then hands it over to Peepers] ...to let u finish the job on me
Peepers: (blinked and began shaking his head)
Vision: Don't deny it, son. I know u've been dreaming of getting ur revenge on me. Ur mother is dead, n ur happy with ur new life. There's nothing else for me to live for. I don't deserve forgiveness, son [forces the gun into Peepers' hand, making him hold it] Do it
Peepers: ;( (trembled with the gun; he didn't want to, but yet...)
Vision: It's OK, son. I'm glad that u found happiness in spite of me. I know u can say I wasted my second chance after all that rehab, bt I don't care. Nothing matters anymore. My crimes r just too much. I don't deserve a second chance [takes a deep breath n closed his eye] I love u, Peepers, my son. Go ahead
Sylvia: [came to spy on their conversation n saw the scene unfold, unsure whether to stop it or not] :O
Peepers: ;( (signs) I...I loved you too, Father... just... ta-take care of Mother...for me... (slowly starts to pull the trigger)
Sylvia: [stepped in] Wait!
Vision: [opened his eye in surprise] Wha...?
Peepers: :O!
Sylvia: [runs in n pushes the gun dwn] Don't...
Vision: U must be the blushing bride. Nice to see u
Sylvia: [turns to him] Sorry if I don't feel the same way u do
Vision: [nodded in understanding]
Sylvia: [turns bk to Peepers] As much as I agree with ur dad tht he deserves death, this is our wedding day, Pipsqueak. Tht means no killing. Don't ruin our night like this. We hv guests here as well tht can hear this gunshot a mile away. U can continue this tomorrow
Peepers: :( ... (drops gun and runs forward, embracing Vision tightly) ;(
Vision: [was surprised at first, then leans into the hug, bt doesn't hug him bk, just nuzzled against his shoulder]
Sylvia: [picks up the gun n hides it in her dress]
Peepers: (shook with each silent sob) ;(
Vision: [sighed in content at Peepers' hug] U better go bk to ur festivities, son. Don't wanna keep ur blushing bride n ur guests waiting
Peepers: (slowly pulled away) (signs) I know... (turned to Sylvia)
Vision: If u wanna find me, I'll be staying at Black Bridge Inn. U take care of my boy now, young lady
Sylvia: Don't need u to tell me twice [takes Peepers' hand n gently led him away bk into the reception]
Peepers: (glanced at Vision and continued walking with Sylvia)
Peepers: (signs) Care for a dance, my lady?
Sylvia: Why, of course, my dear [takes his hand n danced with him]
Peepers: :) (waltz with her)
Sylvia: [waltz for a bit, then noticed someone standing next to the twins' baby pram talking to Westley n cooed at the twins] Umm, Pipsqueak. Is tht...?
Peepers: ? (looks to where she's looking) ... :o
[the person looked up n it was a familiar face]
Vision: [waved tentatively at Peepers]
Peepers: (blinked...then frowned angrily)
Sylvia: U want me to kick his ass out?
Peepers: (signs) No. I'll handle it. (starts walking over)
Vision: [looked unsure whether to stand his ground or to run off]
Peepers: (walks straight up to him) (signs) Father...
Vision: [was taken aback by the way he spoke] Son, wat... Wat's wrong with ur voice? It sounds... different...
Peepers: (shows the device on his hand)
Vision: [looked at the device, then looked at his throat, the scar that peeked underneath his collar n got the idea] Oh...
Peepers: (signs) Do you...have any idea... how long I've been ANGRY with you? How long I've hated you for what you did to me, for what you did to Mother?!
[ppl were starting to look at them, in which Sylvia n Wander quickly divert their attention to somewhere else]
Vision: Can we... go some place private...? [was a little uncomfortable having all eyes on him]
Peepers: (glares) (signs) Fine.
Vision: [made his way out to the bk of the reception hall, near the fountain area]
Peepers: (followed him)
Vision: [shuffled awkwardly] So... U look like ur doing well...
Peepers: (signs) Same to you, too... (was still not very happy with Vision)
Vision: Look, I know ur pissed at me, n u hv every right to be. There is no excuse for wat I did, other than me being stupid n drunk n... I know saying sorry won't bring ur mother bk either...
Peepers: (signs) No...it won't...
Vision: Thing is I was a very angry man. Bitter n angry at the world. Bitter n angry at myself for unable to do the best I could for my family. Bitter n angry at the world n blaming them for failing my own family. I failed to see the bright side of things, to try to be positive n better myself, n chose to drink my problems away instead of facing it with a better attitude... I... I hv been doing a lot of thinking n soul searching while I was in prison. Wasn't an easy road to take. I was pretty violent still wen I was in the slammer, got into trouble even behind bars, n got my sentence compounded one over the other bcoz of my offenses. In fact, I technically shouldn't even be out for the nxt 250 yrs...
Peepers: (his glare started to fade slowly listening to this)
Vision: Would u believe I was a leader of a prison gang faction at one point? Shivved so many inmates n started so many prison gang wars tht I literally lost count? N that's not counting the 10 prison escape attempts so tht I can find u n finish the job... [chuckled at his own sad humour bitterly]
Peepers: ... (signs) I was never adopted by anyone... well unless you count my friends back there, but I was having a hard time getting over what you've done...and now... I feel like Mother wouldn't want me holding anything against you... :(
Vision: Ur mother... Always the better person... Always ready to forgive me everytime I apologized, even times wen I nvr reli meant it... She was the best thing besides u tht had ever happened to my life, n I blew it...
Peepers: ... ;(
Vision: I got lucky tho... Due to overcrowding n a huge riot tht I may or may not hv a part in, I was chosen along with a dozen few to this planet where they practice pacifist rehab. Evry morning they gave me these trippy drugs to make me face my demons n reflect on the things I've done, then afternoon it was working in the mines to keep us busy with exercise, then its free time in the evening where I can meditate n do relaxing stuff. Every day was tht same routine until they made sure I clean up good n ready for society. It wasn't quick recovery, bt they reli did their best to help me...
Peepers: (lowered his head and slowly held out his arms towards Vision) ;(
Vision: [bk away, hesitant] No, I don't deserve ur forgiveness. I've come here... [dug out his pocket to reveal a gun, then hands it over to Peepers] ...to let u finish the job on me
Peepers: (blinked and began shaking his head)
Vision: Don't deny it, son. I know u've been dreaming of getting ur revenge on me. Ur mother is dead, n ur happy with ur new life. There's nothing else for me to live for. I don't deserve forgiveness, son [forces the gun into Peepers' hand, making him hold it] Do it
Peepers: ;( (trembled with the gun; he didn't want to, but yet...)
Vision: It's OK, son. I'm glad that u found happiness in spite of me. I know u can say I wasted my second chance after all that rehab, bt I don't care. Nothing matters anymore. My crimes r just too much. I don't deserve a second chance [takes a deep breath n closed his eye] I love u, Peepers, my son. Go ahead
Sylvia: [came to spy on their conversation n saw the scene unfold, unsure whether to stop it or not] :O
Peepers: ;( (signs) I...I loved you too, Father... just... ta-take care of Mother...for me... (slowly starts to pull the trigger)
Sylvia: [stepped in] Wait!
Vision: [opened his eye in surprise] Wha...?
Peepers: :O!
Sylvia: [runs in n pushes the gun dwn] Don't...
Vision: U must be the blushing bride. Nice to see u
Sylvia: [turns to him] Sorry if I don't feel the same way u do
Vision: [nodded in understanding]
Sylvia: [turns bk to Peepers] As much as I agree with ur dad tht he deserves death, this is our wedding day, Pipsqueak. Tht means no killing. Don't ruin our night like this. We hv guests here as well tht can hear this gunshot a mile away. U can continue this tomorrow
Peepers: :( ... (drops gun and runs forward, embracing Vision tightly) ;(
Vision: [was surprised at first, then leans into the hug, bt doesn't hug him bk, just nuzzled against his shoulder]
Sylvia: [picks up the gun n hides it in her dress]
Peepers: (shook with each silent sob) ;(
Vision: [sighed in content at Peepers' hug] U better go bk to ur festivities, son. Don't wanna keep ur blushing bride n ur guests waiting
Peepers: (slowly pulled away) (signs) I know... (turned to Sylvia)
Vision: If u wanna find me, I'll be staying at Black Bridge Inn. U take care of my boy now, young lady
Sylvia: Don't need u to tell me twice [takes Peepers' hand n gently led him away bk into the reception]
Peepers: (glanced at Vision and continued walking with Sylvia)
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[the odd couple soon made their plans for a modest wedding in one of Congenial Rock's famous wedding spots, which is Congenial Rock Hill, set with its chapel n reception area n the like. Hater n Wander helped as much as Hater's condition allowed it, n soon, within a mth, they were all prepped n prepared for the day]
Sylvia: [looked at her reflection nervously] Do I look OK? Is my dress out of place? Does my breath smell? N where r the twins? R they settling fine? Do they need me? [was chattering non-stop]
Wander: (was sitting nearby) Sylvia, relax. You look just fine.
Sylvia: No, I don't. I look like a hobo. Oh crap, I knew we were rushing into this. Now I look terrible n I feel terrible n the whole wedding is gonna be terrible n--
Wander: SYLVIA. :|
Sylvia: WHAT?? [turned to him, almost breathless]
Wander: (holds her face) You've handled numerous dangerous missions before, this shouldn't be any different. Well, besides there being no killing on most wedding days but you get what I mean. I know you've got this, you can do this. :)
Sylvia: [a short pause later before she took a deep breath] Yeah... I can do this... I can do this...
Wander: (nod)
[meanwhile...]
Hater: [helped Peepers adjust his bow]
Peepers: (was looking pretty nervous)
Hater: U OK, Peeps? U look like ur abt to shit bricks
Peepers: (signs) This...what if we're rushing ourselves, what if she dumps me at the altar and takes off with the kids, what if... (was becoming so nervous the words came out gargled from his device)
Hater: Oh my gob, u sound just like me. Stop, stop, stop [stopped Peepers from signing n grabbed a paper bag] Breathe into it, like u n Sylvia taught me
Peepers: (does so shakily till he started calming down)
Hater: Feel better now?
Peepers: (slowly nods)
Hater: Good. U got this. U can do this. Ur already a daddy. This is nothing. U hv gone so far, so there's nothing to it
Peepers: (signs) You think so? (looks at himself in the mirror)
Hater: Yes. U hv been into Sylvia since the first day u two met. Has tht changed?
Peepers: (signs) No, it hasn't.
Hater: Then there's no reason for u to doubt this. U n Sylvia had already decided on this, don't chicken out on her now
Peepers: :) (signs) I don't plan to. (looks down) But also... I wish my mother would've been here to see me get... :(
Hater: [patted his bk] I know, bt at least u know that she's looking dwn at u from wherever she is n I bet she's proud of u to reach this far
Peepers: (signs) Yeah... I guess she is. :)
Hater: Good. Now go out there n marry tht zbornak [clapped his bk]
Peepers: (like) (goes out to the altar)
[soon the wedding march played n everyone were in their seats]
Sylvia: [takes a deep breath] OK, I can do this, I can do this... [walks dwn the aisle]
Peepers: (glanced towars Sylvia coming towards him... Gob she looked gorgeous...)
Sylvia: [sees Peepers up ahead] (Well he cleans up well...) [giggled inwardly as her troubles soon melt away, standing next to him, whispered] U look dashing, Pipsqueak
Peepers: (signs) S-s-so do you. :$
Sylvia: :$ [giggled again as she faced the wedding officiator]
WO: [chanted some blessings before starting the ceremony] We are gathered here to witness the joining of Sylvia the zbornak n Peepers the Watchdog in holy matrimony. If anyone should object this union, speak now or forever hold ur peace
Peepers: :^) (at others)
Sylvia: [also glared at the Watchdog minions]
Hater: [rolled his eyes humorously]
Brad: [snorted bt doesn't say a word]
Wander: (smirk)
Peepers: (chuckle)
[all the Watchdog minions kept their mouths shut]
WO: (giggle) Alright, let us proceed. Do u, Peepers the Watchdog, take Sylvia the zbornak to be ur lawfully wedded wife, to hv n to hold, in sickness n in health, in life n in death, so long as u both shall live?
Peepers: (signs) I do. :)
WO: (giggle) And do u, Sylvia the zbornak, take Peepers the Watchdog to be ur lawfully wedded husband, to hv n to hold, in sickness n in health, in life n in death, so long as u both shall live?
Sylvia: :$ I do
WO: Then by the power invested in me by Congenial Rock and the grace of the none galaxies, I now pronounce u man n wife. U may kiss the bride
Peepers: (stood on tiptoe to kiss his newlywed bride)
Sylvia: [lowered her head, reaching dwn with her long neck to kiss him]
Peepers: (kisses her) (heart)
Wander: (clap)
Hater: (clap)
Watchdogs: :D :D :D (clap) (clap) (clap)
Peepers: (smiles happily) :$
Sylvia: :)
WO: Announcing the loving couple!
[Everyone cheered n applauded as the odd couple walked dwn the aisle, throwing confetti over them]
Wander: :) (watching them)
Hater: Finally. Wat a cute couple, eh?
Wander: (nod) Very.
Sylvia: [looked at her reflection nervously] Do I look OK? Is my dress out of place? Does my breath smell? N where r the twins? R they settling fine? Do they need me? [was chattering non-stop]
Wander: (was sitting nearby) Sylvia, relax. You look just fine.
Sylvia: No, I don't. I look like a hobo. Oh crap, I knew we were rushing into this. Now I look terrible n I feel terrible n the whole wedding is gonna be terrible n--
Wander: SYLVIA. :|
Sylvia: WHAT?? [turned to him, almost breathless]
Wander: (holds her face) You've handled numerous dangerous missions before, this shouldn't be any different. Well, besides there being no killing on most wedding days but you get what I mean. I know you've got this, you can do this. :)
Sylvia: [a short pause later before she took a deep breath] Yeah... I can do this... I can do this...
Wander: (nod)
[meanwhile...]
Hater: [helped Peepers adjust his bow]
Peepers: (was looking pretty nervous)
Hater: U OK, Peeps? U look like ur abt to shit bricks
Peepers: (signs) This...what if we're rushing ourselves, what if she dumps me at the altar and takes off with the kids, what if... (was becoming so nervous the words came out gargled from his device)
Hater: Oh my gob, u sound just like me. Stop, stop, stop [stopped Peepers from signing n grabbed a paper bag] Breathe into it, like u n Sylvia taught me
Peepers: (does so shakily till he started calming down)
Hater: Feel better now?
Peepers: (slowly nods)
Hater: Good. U got this. U can do this. Ur already a daddy. This is nothing. U hv gone so far, so there's nothing to it
Peepers: (signs) You think so? (looks at himself in the mirror)
Hater: Yes. U hv been into Sylvia since the first day u two met. Has tht changed?
Peepers: (signs) No, it hasn't.
Hater: Then there's no reason for u to doubt this. U n Sylvia had already decided on this, don't chicken out on her now
Peepers: :) (signs) I don't plan to. (looks down) But also... I wish my mother would've been here to see me get... :(
Hater: [patted his bk] I know, bt at least u know that she's looking dwn at u from wherever she is n I bet she's proud of u to reach this far
Peepers: (signs) Yeah... I guess she is. :)
Hater: Good. Now go out there n marry tht zbornak [clapped his bk]
Peepers: (like) (goes out to the altar)
[soon the wedding march played n everyone were in their seats]
Sylvia: [takes a deep breath] OK, I can do this, I can do this... [walks dwn the aisle]
Peepers: (glanced towars Sylvia coming towards him... Gob she looked gorgeous...)
Sylvia: [sees Peepers up ahead] (Well he cleans up well...) [giggled inwardly as her troubles soon melt away, standing next to him, whispered] U look dashing, Pipsqueak
Peepers: (signs) S-s-so do you. :$
Sylvia: :$ [giggled again as she faced the wedding officiator]
WO: [chanted some blessings before starting the ceremony] We are gathered here to witness the joining of Sylvia the zbornak n Peepers the Watchdog in holy matrimony. If anyone should object this union, speak now or forever hold ur peace
Peepers: :^) (at others)
Sylvia: [also glared at the Watchdog minions]
Hater: [rolled his eyes humorously]
Brad: [snorted bt doesn't say a word]
Wander: (smirk)
Peepers: (chuckle)
[all the Watchdog minions kept their mouths shut]
WO: (giggle) Alright, let us proceed. Do u, Peepers the Watchdog, take Sylvia the zbornak to be ur lawfully wedded wife, to hv n to hold, in sickness n in health, in life n in death, so long as u both shall live?
Peepers: (signs) I do. :)
WO: (giggle) And do u, Sylvia the zbornak, take Peepers the Watchdog to be ur lawfully wedded husband, to hv n to hold, in sickness n in health, in life n in death, so long as u both shall live?
Sylvia: :$ I do
WO: Then by the power invested in me by Congenial Rock and the grace of the none galaxies, I now pronounce u man n wife. U may kiss the bride
Peepers: (stood on tiptoe to kiss his newlywed bride)
Sylvia: [lowered her head, reaching dwn with her long neck to kiss him]
Peepers: (kisses her) (heart)
Wander: (clap)
Hater: (clap)
Watchdogs: :D :D :D (clap) (clap) (clap)
Peepers: (smiles happily) :$
Sylvia: :)
WO: Announcing the loving couple!
[Everyone cheered n applauded as the odd couple walked dwn the aisle, throwing confetti over them]
Wander: :) (watching them)
Hater: Finally. Wat a cute couple, eh?
Wander: (nod) Very.
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