“Well…
I haven’t been screamed at yet….. must be because I’m blue.” Grins at
carlos and follows him to the main room checking all the windows we’re
covered good only then taking a seat and taking the hood off again but
he stayed on edge his arrow bared and a whistle waiting on his lips if
he needed it. He glanced at the two Terrans. “So…. carlos yer boy… he’s…
well…..he’s ok…. nothing wrong with him…. found him on a space colony
m-Marvin. Little shit hole of s place….. but we was lucky he was there.
Pretty sure we’d have been like my dead without him.” Smiles at carlos.
“I.. made him a deal. Fix my ship…. I bring ya home. I keep ma
promises.”“He was at a space colony?” Mikey asked. “For nearly a year?”
“How did it all happen?” Mr Ramon asked Carlos. “You were
telling me that Hammertech was failing and you lost your job, and then… you
stopped returning my calls. I sent emails and I called your landlord and the
police and…”“I know, Dad – I know, I know,” Carlos said quickly. “But…
well, I was abducted.” Carlos sighed and started to tell the story. About the
Xandarians, the Nova Corps, and then getting abducted again.“Again??” Mr Ramon exclaimed. “What is it about humans that makes people want to take them??”
“Wellllll to be honest slaves that won’t talk back. Whatcwith ya all not being space faring save the occasional few it’s like a good stock of slaves….. my species were much the same ya see….. we were a lot like Terrans…. until we were all snatched up…… but Terrans are still to squishy to be used as battle slaves and such. Haven’t evolved enough to be deemed dangerous and useful…… dangerous….. only to soloists…. but against a large group? No. Our smallest little space rat could take a terran out no joke. But every now and then there’s someone out there that gets a itch for Terrans they need ya scratch and there ya go…. now… just ya be clear… I didn’t avduct ya. My moron boys did. But… don’t see ya complaining now carlos.” Grins at him.
Mr Ramon just seemed concerned.
“The Xandarians that got me were just having fun – they weren’t
looking for a slave,” Carlos said quickly. “Yondu’s guys – Kraglin and Peter –
they were looking for an engineer. They were in a bad spot and they needed
someone who could fix their engines, and they thought that person could be me.”“They were right of course,” Mikey quipped with a grin. “You
were one of Hammer’s best engineers so they got lucky!”“Peter… that’s a human name,” Mr Ramon said with a slight
frown.Carlos blinked. He looked at Yondu, wondering if he wanted
to explain that.“Peters my son. Adopted of course terran… mama died…and well… I knew her….. so I took the boy under my wing. One of the best crew I got but my boy first and foremost…..” he peeks out the shades to check the darkness and if light was starting to show. He was edgy worried. Even scared.
Carlos looked to Yondu. He took his arm and gave it a gentle
squeeze, hoping to calm him down a bit.“You adopted a human child?” Mr Ramon asked him.
“Yeah,” Carlos said. “Peter’s a great kid – he grew up in
space so he’s well-adapted.”Yondu nods then his ears twitch and he sees the flashing lights and sirens and in a blur he was up and zipping down the hall and trying to crawl under the bed as quick as he could.
Mikey and Mr Ramon were shocked when Yondu bolted. Carlos got
up and ran right after him. “Yondu! Yondu, it’s okay!” Carlos called after him.Yondu had gone to Mr Ramon’s room and Carlos knelt right
beside the blue man. “Yondu, that was just an ambulance – a medical car.
Someone probably just got in a car accident. It’s not for us, Yondu, I promise.”Yondu peeks out the window arrow glowing feircly fin glowing red eyes searching the dark roads for any sign. His ears twitching and flicking before he relaxed and looks to him and sighs.
Mikey rolled to the door and peeked in, as he was able to
get there faster than his dad. “Carlos? Everything okay?”
“We’re fine,” Carlos told him. He put a hand on Yondu’s
cheek and rubbed his thumb into the cheekbone, trying to help calm him. “It’s
okay, Yondu… nobody knows you’re here.” He then took the blue alien’s hands and
stood up, tugging to help pull him up.
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