Starways to Hell

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Gives him a look then a motion as if to grab him again a smirk on his face.”

Kraglin glared and slapped his hand. “Stoppit,”
he hissed. “Here’s an idea – the Captain’s quarters are the safest part o’ the
ship. Quill and I are already here. We’ll be fine – why don’t you take your new
human out to get something to eat? He don’t like being in mess by himself, but
maybe you can make it a pleasant experience, hm?”

Yondu frowns and thinks. “Maybe….. you’ll watch peter?”

Kraglin huffed. “Of course. I’ll lock the door
to your bio-signature even.”

“Hmmmmm Alright. And if peter wants snuggles give him snuggles.” Knocks on the side door. “Hey Carlos… lets go grab a bite.

Carlos looked up from where he was making
Kraglin’s bed, surprised. “I… right now? I mean, you sure you don’t want us to
finish up here first?” He gestured to the room, which still needed a little bit
of work done to really be a bedroom.

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