Peter
takes his seat as the food was served and he takes a few bites and
stops a moment swallowing as he just stares at the food then starts
eating again. It was just like his moms cooking.Yondu starts shoving food in his mouth mostly the meat and grins. “I vote we need pigs in space if they taste like this..”
“I thought a Yawn Beast was pretty similar,” Carlos pointed out. “At least… seasoned kind of similarly. Though I only had it once back on M-Marvin-45.”
“I could send you boys home with some that I made,” Mr Ramon said with a smile as he finished up the last bit of cooking. He brought more sausages to the table as well as the rest of the pancakes he made. “I have my own special recipe for them and I enjoy making the links myself. Anyway, here you are – eat as much as you like.”
Kraglin was very quiet as he ate, taking his usual ‘shadow’ presence when he was out with Yondu. Silent, but always watching.
But he was really liking the ‘pancakes’. He hadn’t had a pastry this fluffy for quite some time.
Yondu grins. “I’ll enjoy my return trips all the more. Right boys?” Looks to peter and kraglin.
Peter just keeps in-naturally silent as he eats a pancake.
Yondu hums and turns to Kraglin who was equallybsilent but that was nothing new. “Humf. Fine… more sausage for me then.” Looks to carlos and smiles.
Kraglin just narrowed his eyes at Yondu as he put another bit of sausage into his mouth with the tiny pitchfork-like utensil.
Carlos nudged Yondu with a roll of his eyes. “Don’t be an ass,” he chided fondly, smiling a bit.
Yondu grins a bit as he eats. After breakfast Yondu was laying down rules as Kraglin and peter dressed in extra more human clothing so they can head out with Carlos and Mikey to the mall as it was called. “Be on your best behavior. And have fun. I’ll be here hanging with mr Ramon.” Turns to carlos. “Just kick them in the ass if they get to be trouble ok.”
Carlos rolled his eyes slightly. “If they don’t wanna draw any attention to themselves or me, they’ll follow mine and Mikey’s leads. Speaking of which…” He looked at Yondu. “Can I have my hoodie back? The one I wore back on the Eclector? I wanna wear it up so people can’t see me very well until… I guess we’re ready to declare that I’ve been ‘found’.”
Yondu looks down at the hoodie he was wearing then shrugs and pulls it off showing the blue skin and hands it to him with a grin. “Might smell like me… kinda been wearing it even at night.”
Carlos smiled back at him as he took the clothing back. “I’m sure it’s fine,” he said. Just for show he pulled it up to his nose and inhaled. “Mm… spicy,” he teased.
Kraglin wrinkled his nose a bit and resisted the urge to gag. God, older men were gross…
Yondu grins chuckling and nuzzles. “You don’t smell to bad yourself. Like sage of that one warm herb from that one planet… you said was like cinnamon..”
Carlos blinked at him. “Wait, really? You… you think so?”
“If we could go sometime in this planets rotation, that would be super,” Kraglin said suddenly, looking at Yondu without expression. But the fact that he spoke up at all meant he was getting a little annoyed.
Yondu glanced at Kraglin giving him a side eye but rolls his eyes. “You do Yeah. Well. My kids are getting impatient. Have fun Ok.
Carlos nodded. “I’ll grab some Cheetos for you,” he promised with a smile. He pulled the hoodie on and turned to leave. “Don’t let my dad scare you too much! We’ll be back soon!”
Mikey headed out to the garage and Kraglin grabbed Peter’s arm to lead him out as well. “We’re heading out, Dad!” Mikey called. “Text me if you need anything else for dinner!”
“I will!” Mr Ramon said, waving the group off with a smile.
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