Yondu
blinks in mid crunch then swallows. “No idea what a snake is but…..
your dads a pshyco. Eating hearts……..then again… hey if it works for the
libido then who am I to judge.” Smiles at him wanting so badly to kiss
him.Carlos laughed. “It’s more of a superstition that it helps your sex life,” Carlos said. “A lot of cultures are still heavily-set in superstition.” Carlos saw the look in Yondu’s eyes and he looked away. No, they couldn’t do this. They really shouldn’t. “Um… A snake, by the way, is a long reptile without legs. It, uh… it kinda looks like a tail with a head.”
Yondu sees him turn away and nods. “Uhhh Yeah….. that sounds… ummm… interesting…..” Fidel’s with the bag looking at the words on the back to distract himself. “H….how were the boys?….”
Carlos frowned and looked back at Yondu. “Peter had a panic attack,” he said. “We had to get him out of the store for a while and get some ice cream to calm him down. And… And Kraglin at one point was blushing. But, uh… Humans don’t blush blue, so we had to try to hide that too. Both times caused a bit of a scene… But we’re really hopeful that we weren’t particularly noticed as off-worlders.”
The Perfect Scientist 