As the summer days rolled by, a full moon crept closer and closer. Thankfully, the woods surrounding the camp were large and caves were scatted everywhere, maybe Carlos could wait this out in a cave? all he had to do was find one and hope some other animal didn’t make its home there, right? -(the worse starter maker) L

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Carlos wandered through the forest. He knew he’d seen a cave somewhere – it looked like an old bear cave, though he hadn’t gone in it before. He wanted to be as far away from his camp and the summer camps, in case the children had an idea to wander around at night to hunt for snipes. The full moon would make visibility perfect for it, so it was a reasonable concern in Carlos’ mind.

He finally came across the cave he was looking for. And not too soon either – the moon would rise probably within the next ten minutes. Carlos ventured forth, holding his flashlight up to search the inside of the cave. Hopefully it was empty. Could a werewolf beat a bear? Maybe?

“Well, This Technically Isn’t My First Time Being Human” he chuckles, walking along the trail

“It isn’t?” Carlos asked curiously as he walked along side him.

he nods “There Were.. Two Other Times It Happened” he fully stretched his wings in the clearing

Carlos looked at his wings. “Did you still have wings then too?” he asked curiously.

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Oh- um… Hi.

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“Who the fuck are you?” Ryan is in the middle of trying on a bikini and doesn’t quite have the straps tied.

“Oh shi – Goddamn grey-faces!” Carlos quickly turned away so that he was no longer looking. “Sorry. Hi. I didn’t mean to drop in like this.”

Ryan snorts and finishes tying up the bikini. “I don’t blame you. You can look now.” The scars on his forearms were glaringly obvious and Ryan ran a hand over them. Well, so much for his date. Time to make the worlds worst first impression.

Carlos sighed lowly and turned around. Once he got a good look at the kid in front of him though, he frowned. “I think someone lied to me,” he said suddenly – seemingly out of nowhere.

“How so?” Ryan raised a brow and crossed his arms defensively. This whole situation was weird.

“THe grey-faces said that you were, like, Ahava’s older sibling. That you were responsible for him – you’re still a kid yourself. How old are you exactly?”

Ryan tensed. “Sixteen. I know I look eleven but I’m just short. Also, Ahava goes by they/them pronouns.” She narrowed her eyes.

Carlos was startled. “Oh.” But he nodded, acknowledging the mistake.“Excuse me. I apologize.”

Ryan nodded, accepting the apology warily. “So, why am I here exactly? Because all I’m getting is that you have very little knowledge of my relationship with Ahava…”

“I was told that you’re in charge of Ahava, and then was brought here. I have some concerns about them, but I”m not sure if you’re the right person to bring it up to…”

A bit belatedly he realized something. “Um, before we go on… I’m Carlos. I’m a parent to a couple of kids at a nearby camp.” He gingerly offers his hand to shake.

Ryan hesitated before shaking Carlos’ hand firmly. “Ryan. But you probably knew that. I go to camp scambell. Any of your kids go there?” Well shit. Another fucking parent.

“If you mean ‘Camp Campbell’, then yes,” Carlos said. He sighed and gave Ryan a very serious look. “Look, my kids are ten years old. And Ahava gave one of them alcohol.”

“You are very mistaken if you think I have any authority at all over Ahava.” Ryan glared, tense again. “So, tell me why you’ve decided to bring your grievances to me. Make a good case, and make it quick. I still wanna go on my date.”

Carlos raised an eyebrow at the kid. She(?) had a big vocabulary for someone her(?) age, and Carlos honestly found it pretty admirable. “Well, honestly, I was misinformed. So I’m sorry for causing you inconvenience. I’m just going to talk to my kid again about their part in this and that will be that.”

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Why the hell – Max? Max, where are you buddy? I need to know how you’re feeling.

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*he groaned softly, leaning his head against the window*

*Carlos smiled slightly* Sorry, Max.

yeah well.. i don’t really have a use for a truck yet anyway

Someday, though. It’ll be a great responsibility.

maybe, maybe not, who knows really?

*chuckles*

Hey, is your seatbelt on? I just remembered…

*he pulled the belt back before letting it hit his chest* yup!

Nice. Atta boy. We’ll be at the store soon. Do you want to listen to some music?

As the summer days rolled by, a full moon crept closer and closer. Thankfully, the woods surrounding the camp were large and caves were scatted everywhere, maybe Carlos could wait this out in a cave? all he had to do was find one and hope some other animal didn’t make its home there, right? -(the worse starter maker) L

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Carlos wandered through the forest. He knew he’d seen a cave somewhere – it looked like an old bear cave, though he hadn’t gone in it before. He wanted to be as far away from his camp and the summer camps, in case the children had an idea to wander around at night to hunt for snipes. The full moon would make visibility perfect for it, so it was a reasonable concern in Carlos’ mind.

He finally came across the cave he was looking for. And not too soon either – the moon would rise probably within the next ten minutes. Carlos ventured forth, holding his flashlight up to search the inside of the cave. Hopefully it was empty. Could a werewolf beat a bear? Maybe?

“Well, This Technically Isn’t My First Time Being Human” he chuckles, walking along the trail

“It isn’t?” Carlos asked curiously as he walked along side him.

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Carlos looked at him. “You have something other than the frock?” he asked. He then added quickly, “That was meant to be a joke.” He sighed. “I… I mean, you don’t have to. I’m not going to make you. Do you… do you want to?” Carlos didn’t mind either way, but he had to admit that seeing Hancock in something else was at least a little bit intriguing.

“Of course I do, I just got a specific image to maintain.” He chuckled softly. “I’ll change, might as well dress up a little for our date night, hmm? Just give me a minute and I’ll meet ya downstairs, yeah?”

Carlos gave him an encouraging smile and nodded. “I’ll be downstairs, then,” he said. He leaned in to peck Hancock on the lips and squeezed his hands. “Don’t try too hard,” he then told Hancock. “You don’t have to with me.”

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“Exactly.” He repeated, and nodded with a smile to Carlos.

That took Carlos by surprise and, unable to stop it, a laugh escaped him.

“Is everyone done eating?” Edwardo asked.

“I am,” Mikey said, already gathering up his dishes to wheel over to the basin for washing.

“I am as well, thank you.” Newt said with a smile. “I can help with the dishes, it’s the least I can do for you feeding me.”

“That’s not necessary, Newt – you’re a guest,” Edwardo told him with a smile.

With Mikey’s hands full, his chair rolled away from the table and he put his dishes in the basin. Carlos pulled out his wand to cast some preservation charms over the leftover food. He then had the dishes covered and levitated over to the icebox.

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*he groaned, pulling his hood up*

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What the – oh… *looks at Max* Hi Max.

hey Carlos.. *he muttered, figuring the other already knew*

I know what the anon said, but do you want to tell me yourself what’s going on?

.. i don’t know.. *he put his hands in his pockets, looking at the ground*

Max, I’m not angry. Disappointed, but not angry. I want to help you do better. Where are you getting it?

i’m not gonna throw him under the bus like that.. *he sighs softly*

Max, this isn’t about throwing someone under the bus. THis is about your health and safety. I need you to tell me.

my health and safety are fine Carlos, i don’t get why you care so much about something like me..

Max, drinking is not healthy. Especially at your age. I know I don’t need to point that out to you, but I want you to see how what you’re saying doesn’t make any sense. Do you still have any alcohol?

.. no, i don’t have any more… *he glanced away, half mumbling again*

You’re absolutely sure, Max? I’m not accusing you of lying – I just want you to be sure.

yeah, i drank everything i had when i got it…

Okay then. Max, I want you to know that it’s not a bad thing to ask me for help when you feel yourself slipping.

*he quietly glanced away*

Do you understand, Max?

yes *he retreats further into his hoodie*

Alright. Thank you, Max. Are you okay with me hugging you?

*he hesitates slightly before nodding and glancing away*

*he gives Max a small, slightly wry, smile and kneels down. He opens his arms to let Max come to him.*

*he hugged the other, hiding his face in his shoulder*

*Carlos wrapped his arms around the kid and pat his back, hoping to ease his mind at least some.*

*he sniffles quietly, tightly holding onto the other*

I’m here for you, Max. Whenever you need me… just come talk to me. I can always make time for you.

*he nods slightly, still hiding his face*

*Carlos continued to hold him, willing to hug Max for as long as the boy needed it.*

*he hesitated slightly before pulling away, drying his eyes on his sleeve*

Here… *Carlos reached into his labcoat and offered Max his package of tissues.*

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☝️ – Tap my muse on the shoulder

Newt had been walking down the street, case in hand when he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He paused, not sure who was there, but he turned to see– 

“Carlos?” He asked in disbelief. It had been ages since he’d last seen the man. What were the chances of seeing him again?

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quietly. “Do you not have chips in America?” He asked curiously.

Carlos shook his head. “No. But my dad will sometimes dice potatoes and cook them in a pan with a little oil. He likes to add a little garlic along with the salt. They’re not as crispy as these are though. These are delightful – and dry enough to eat with your hands.”

Newt smiled, and nodded, beginning to nibble more on his chips. “How could you live without chips there?” He asked jokingly.

Carlos smiled slightly. “Well, My dad’s a pretty good cook, so we manage alright. But I think you already know that.” He winked at Newt teasingly.

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“Who the fuck are you?” Ryan is in the middle of trying on a bikini and doesn’t quite have the straps tied.

“Oh shi – Goddamn grey-faces!” Carlos quickly turned away so that he was no longer looking. “Sorry. Hi. I didn’t mean to drop in like this.”

Ryan snorts and finishes tying up the bikini. “I don’t blame you. You can look now.” The scars on his forearms were glaringly obvious and Ryan ran a hand over them. Well, so much for his date. Time to make the worlds worst first impression.

Carlos sighed lowly and turned around. Once he got a good look at the kid in front of him though, he frowned. “I think someone lied to me,” he said suddenly – seemingly out of nowhere.

“How so?” Ryan raised a brow and crossed his arms defensively. This whole situation was weird.

“THe grey-faces said that you were, like, Ahava’s older sibling. That you were responsible for him – you’re still a kid yourself. How old are you exactly?”

Ryan tensed. “Sixteen. I know I look eleven but I’m just short. Also, Ahava goes by they/them pronouns.” She narrowed her eyes.

Carlos was startled. “Oh.” But he nodded, acknowledging the mistake.“Excuse me. I apologize.”

Ryan nodded, accepting the apology warily. “So, why am I here exactly? Because all I’m getting is that you have very little knowledge of my relationship with Ahava…”

“I was told that you’re in charge of Ahava, and then was brought here. I have some concerns about them, but I”m not sure if you’re the right person to bring it up to…”

A bit belatedly he realized something. “Um, before we go on… I’m Carlos. I’m a parent to a couple of kids at a nearby camp.” He gingerly offers his hand to shake.

Ryan hesitated before shaking Carlos’ hand firmly. “Ryan. But you probably knew that. I go to camp scambell. Any of your kids go there?” Well shit. Another fucking parent.

“If you mean ‘Camp Campbell’, then yes,” Carlos said. He sighed and gave Ryan a very serious look. “Look, my kids are ten years old. And Ahava gave one of them alcohol.”