“Hmmmm
you know… I never thought of that. I haven’t had time to… catalogue
them….. you know they have a app for that… I should use it. But you know
even if I had more then one I would still keep it…. There part of my
collection… so…. ““But getting that application might help keep
you from getting doubles in the future,” Carlos suggested. “And really, you’re
not the only one in the universe. My dad likes chickens, for some reason. It’s,
uh… it’s a farm-bird. He has them decorating his kitchen back home.”“Your… father has live chickens decorating his walls at home? Is this a… Terran thing?”
“What? No, no, not live chickens. I meant like
– well, like you. He’s got chicken figures in the window sill, some macramé art, matching dish towels and
dishes… that sort of stuff.” Carlos pursed his lips together, thinking. “Though,
yeah… some Terrans do taxidermy animals and decorate their homes with them. It’s…
weird.”“Oh…. well that makes more sense…. but yeah… it’s what I collect. Ummmm I got a few special ones as gifts from my boys.”
Carlos smiled. “Oh, that’s sweet,” he said
without really thinking about it. He suddenly remembered where they were and
looked around, wondering if anyone heard him. “I – I’m sorry, Captain, but…
yeah, I really do think that. I shouldn’t have said so aloud though.”“It’s fine… the only crew here are my inner circle. The few I can trust…. your fine.”
Carlos looked around again, but nodded
sheepishly at Yondu. “Right… I’m sorry, still. I’ll be more careful.”
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