Yondu
swallows. Here it came. Never failed. “Your right. The deal was bring
him home…… not… get attached……… and even if I wasn’t… fearful of earth….
I can’t stay….. I have…. a job……so… I… I could come around terran
space…. maybe every few months……. or so…..”Carlos looked at Yondu, concerned. “Hey – hey, it wasn’t all
you. J-just so you know. I humored you and let it develop… it – it was probably
a mistake, since we… we got somewhat emotional. But I don’t really regret it,
Yondu. I had fun – so much fun!”Yondu looks at him and nods. “Me too. Ummm…. sorry mr.Ramon… but I… I’ll skip dinner sorry. I ….. inshoukd get back. I’m sure it would have been wonderful but…. I just have to go.” Stands and pulls up his hood and quickly walks out going to the motorcycle and gets on it starting it up. He had to get out of here. He couldn’t stay.
“What?” Carlos started to freak out when Yondu got up.
Carlos jumped up and hurried after him. “Yondu – Yondu, wait!” He called. He
grabbed the captain’s arm sleeve and held on. “Yondu, wait – don’t leave,”
Carlos asked him. “Just… stay in orbit for a couple of days… please?”
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