Starways to Hell

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Looks at him and snuggles up against his chest holding onto him. “I’ll think about it…. love you Kraglin…bro.”

Kraglin wrapped his other arm around Peter and
held him close. Later Yondu might laugh at him and take a picture of the two of
them sitting together like this, but right now Kraglin didn’t care. He just
wanted peter to feel wanted and… loved.

Yondu munches on some beastie worms watching Carlos. “So…. my boys… sorry about them…”

Carlos looked at Yondu. He shrugged, pushing
around the leafy greens on his plate before grabbing a forkful and putting it
in his mouth.

“They’re okay,” he said. “It was rough at
first… but we all figured out our own boundaries.” Sort of. “Though now we got
to figure it out again. But I really couldn’t be mad at them forever. It’s…
some humans can’t do that, you know.”

“Ehhh Yeah…. but that’s all new groups and things…. of course we all learn boundaries here….. and if those don’t follow… well they get a whistle…”

“Oh, I was just referring to your… to the
boys,” Carlos said. “As for the rest of the crew… I honestly don’t know many of
them.” He frowned slightly. “Though, yeah… Kraglin was right – one of them put
a space-rat in my quarters. I don’t know who it was.”

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