“Beauty you say? Dude your uglier then a bilgsnipes ass.” Grins and hands over the pink glittery dragon.
Yondu rolls his eyes at his boys and takes the little thing and
grins. “Aww look at it. This ones a cute little thing here. Hehe. Got
some shimmer too.”“This one’s mine,” Kraglin said, handing over the little green lizard thing he picked out.
Yondu takes that one grinning at it and bobs there little heads. “Hehe. These are cute..well I just might have to collect some more Huh…”
“Well, you’ve got one more,” Carlos said. He pulled out the little pale horse and offered it to Yondu. “This one’s called a horse – people use them to ride around on.”
Yondu takes it and grins looking it over like the others and holds all three bobbling there heads. “Hehe. Front row seats on my shelf. Special treatment for these cute critters.”
Half smiles then burrows back down into the fluffy warmth looking up at Tullk with content halflidded eyes.
Tullk looked at Half-nut and smiled at him. He rubbed the younger Ravager’s shoulders. “We should be getting back… get some sleep before the day shift on the Eclector.”
Kraglin snorted softly. Right… ‘sleep’.
Yondu nods. “You boys head on back to the ship. Carlos and I have icecream to go get them I’ll be back on the ship.”
Kraglin made a little face at the mention of ice cream but he nodded and stood up. “Aye, Captain… Pete, let’s get them Cheetos and stuff that we got.”
“Oh! Let me send you home with something else too!” Edwardo said as he stood up. He took his cane and slowly walked out of the room toward the garage where he kept a large freezer.
“Ooh, you guys are going to like this,” Carlos said with a wide and excited grin.
Peter blinks at the signal for them to leave. He really didn’t want to. He was on earth with othercterrsns who understood him and where he cane from. But he stood anyway standing next to Kraglin and waits.
Half hand folded up the blanket waiting still nice and toasty warm.
Yondu blinks. “What’s he got?”
Edwardo returned from the garage carrying a package about the size of a small toddler wrapped in paper and plastic. Scribbled on it was a date and the word ‘pork’. He smiled as he offered the package to Kraglin.
Kraglin was a little bit skeptical, and as he took the package he was confused to find that it seemed frozen.
“These are some tamales that I had stored away,” Edwardo said. “I make them often.”
“Dad makes some of the best tamales ever,” Mikey told everyone proudly.
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