SEND ME ☟ FOR MY MUSE TO TURN BACK INTO THEIR YOUNGER SELF, WITH ONLY THE MEMORIES THAT LEAD UP TO THAT AGE.
Yondu was sleeping on a pile of clothes, he looked tired and much younger than before, he was thin and already had some scars, apparently he was 8 years old.
Carlos reached down to gently touch the boy’s shoulder and
give it what he hoped was a comforting squeeze. “What do you want to eat?” he
asked gently. “What kind of things can you eat?” The last thing Carlos wanted was to give Yondu something he was allergic to or something that was poisonous to his species.
Yondu looked at Carlos when he heard the question, he blinked a little and licked his lips and tilted his head to the side, he didn’t understand the option, maybe Carlos wanted to know if Yondu wanted something liquid or solid? “I want solid food” he said, looking down, after all, he didn’t want to ask too much, he didn’t want to abuse and end up without food “… I can eat anything ..” He said looking up and looking at Carlos, Yondu scratched his eyes and looked around “But … if possible I don’t want rats … They usually bite when you bite them.”
Carlos couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose slightly. “I’m…
not going to give you a rat, don’t worry,” he said. “I’ll get you a sandwich
and some juice, is that okay?” A sandwich had plenty of carbs – and the kid
looked like he needed them. Plus a bit of juice for some energy…
The Perfect Scientist 