he holds up a marker hey Carlos, wanna sign my cast? -dedmax

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Wha? Um, I guess? I… what happened, Max?

i uhh.. fell off the roof a couple days ago..

Doing what? Wait – gimme the marker, I still want to sign.

*he hands the marker over before pulling his sleeve up* .. does it matter..?

I would like to know… did you go to the hospital for this? *he starts to draw a dinosaur with really short arms on the cast*

of course i went to hospital, i couldn’t walk around with three broken- *he stops himself, a clear ‘oh shyt’ look on his face*

*Carlos just looks at him* I’m glad to hear you went to a hospital. What did they say you broke? *he’s trying not to look judgemental, because he isn’t judging. At least, not as much as Max might fear. He just wants to know what happened and what Max is facing in terms of healing*

*he glanced away* three broken ribs…

*frowns. That… was pretty scary.* That must’ve been some fall, Max… I’m glad you got patched up though.

*he nods* yeah.. *he looks down at his cast, frowning softly*

*Carlos finishes signing. The Dinosaur is reaching for a star, but its arms are too short so it looks silly. Carlos wrote “Reach for the stars! Feel better soon!” and then his name.* There you go… *he smiles at Max*

*he chuckles softly as he looks at the dinosaur* thanks Carlos

Do you need anything? Pain killers or anything?

*he shakes his head* nah, i still have the painkillers the hospital gave me

Okay. Well, if you need me to pick up anything let me know.

*he nods, pulling his sleeve down again* alright, thanks ~~dad~~ Carlos

you’re welcome, buddy. Do you need help doing anything? You should probably sit down and read or something… Just to help let yourself heal.

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“Oh
I think he did. Got upset you weren’t there. But he’s ok now. Sometimes
comes and searches the ship but yeah. There wonderful lovely
creatures.”

“They are,” Carlos agreed. He’d never seen anything like them. “Gosh… I hope his parents are somehow able to let him know that it’s okay. Or… I dunno, Yondu… You, um… your species seems to have some minor telepathic abilities. I… I dunno if this is presuming too much, but… are you able to just…let him know I’m okay? I’m just asking – I don’t know what I’m talking about, so I’m just asking…”

“Don’t worry his parents took care of him and… Hmm I guess they can understand me in a way… I whistle and they understand that way I guess. Don’t worry it’s ok. Maybe someday you’ll see him again. But always remember he’ll be you soul traveler…. he’s a baby so that means you will have a long life. You’ll both be old before he carries you to Valhalla…”

What…? Carlos had wondered about what aliens believed regarding the afterlife, but the subject had just… never come up. Did they think space whales were basically boats to the afterlife? That… well, he could see that making sense as a belief.

“You believe in Valhalla?” he asked. That was a term that Carlos had thought was exclusive to Earth… well, until it was revealed that one of Earth’s heroes was actually an alien – a Norse alien, if there was such a thing.

“We all are a bit different but it all comes down to Valhalla for those called warriors. I’m a ravager… we believe in a form of Valhalla. We’re like space warriors…. we have a code. We’re honor bound… we fight great battles at times… kinda like…. uhhhh As petey says… uhh Vikings or pirates I guess. And we belive were guided to Valhalla’s gates by those space critters out there.

“Huh,” Carlos said as he pondered. “That… sounds pretty nice, actually. Valhalla, um.. what is it to you? Is it a paradise?”

“In a way yes…. it’s the absolute… the final…. we stand in the halls of great warriors….. we drink, and eat with honor…. and we watch the world around us…… time is nothing…. but everything is perfect…. the food and drink unending…. and the companionship of our fellows eternal…….”

“Huh,” Carlos said softly. “On Earth, um… Valhalla is all that… but the legend says that there’s going to be a big fight between the realms and the warriors who died and resided in Valhalla would rise again to fight for the good of everyone. Or… something like that… I’m honestly not well versed in the Norse belief system…”

“Norse? That’s what all warriors of space belive too. Thatcwe are honored in breath and will rise to life when it was time to be summoned.”

“That’s… just what it’s called here on Earth,” Carlos explained. “There’s probably thousands of religions here on Earth – Norse is just one of them. Honestly, for a while I thought it was a dead religion. But that was before we had an actual Asgardian appear to help save the world.” He chuckled softly.

“Wait! One of the warrior gods actually came and saved terra! I …. wow… I hope someday to be honored with a drink with one in the halls of asguard….”

Carlos smiled slightly at Yondu’s apparent excitement. “Yeah, he… he did,” he said. “It was, um… It was Thor, the God of Thunder, if that means anything to you space-faring people. From tabloids and rumors, it sounds like Stark has great Avengers parties, especially when Thor’s in town.”

“And he dines and parties with mortal terrans?! I may have to get into one of those. Damn… that’s….. do those terrans even know how big of a honor that is?!”

Carlos’ smile grew wider. “Well, I think the Avengers might have some idea… I mean, he’s their friend and all. Others probably think he’s just taken up the title of Thor… I mean, I did until I did the whole space adventure thing.

“One of his friends here is the guy I mentioned earlier… um, Iron Man. One of Earth’s heroes.”

“Friends! With a literal god!! Oh dear Odin!! Shit Odins legitly real! Forgive me Odin for saying your name without honor!! Fuck!!!” Jumps up knocking the tablet over and starts doing the ravager prayer of forgiveness.

Carlos stared at the communicator in shock and in some concern. “Uh, Yondu? Yondu, are you okay? Yondu!”

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I’ve never participated in canoeing, there’s probably like alien guts or something in there. We don’t know what Campbell did.

Yeah… wait, what Campbell did? What did… what did he do?

A lot of shit, man. Dunno if he did anything to the lake, though.

Heey…

What, uh… kind of stuff?

*he gestures around them* Scam camp. His house thing or whatever on spooky island is pretty fu- messed up.

There’s a house on Spooky Island? I didn’t know that… *he looks toward the island*

It’s,,, kinda terrible.

*looks back at Max* Oh yeah?

Yeah. Spooky island in general is just,,, terrible. I’m pretty sure there’s a kid stuck there and- *he looks vaugely disgusted*

There’s a kid stuck there?? Max, are you serious?

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wait, you’re not suppose to follow strangers? why? don’t people follow stranger all the time? *he tilts his head*

*looks at Max* Has… no one ever told you that? Oh my god…
okay. Um… well, it’s for safety reasons. Sometimes, people want to um… hurt
little kids. I don’t know why, but they want to. So parents are supposed to
tell their kids not to follow strangers or do anything a stranger says because
it could hurt you.

And that instruction is especially true with the shadow
people – we don’t know who they are or what they want. So don’t do anything
they tell you to, okay?

oh… but.. what if the stranger is nice? all the strangers i’ve met have turned into friends! my bosses were strangers, well the one still is kinda, but now i know them, and know that they don’t to hurt me! *he smiles*

You can try to get to know them, but if they tell you to go
someplace with them on your own or tell you to keep bad secrets you shouldn’t
listen to them. You need to be careful, Max. When you first meet people, don’t
do what they say.

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Not since the incident. But me, Neil, and Nikki all went once.

You did? What happened? *he makes himself sound more curious than serious this time*

Well QM was there,,, so were some other people,,, and,,, there was a kid but he wasn’t with QM *intensely vauge*

*sighs* Max, come on – just tell me.

*he takes a deep breath* we saw QM having sex. Weird-ass kinky sex. In a dungeon. It was terrifying.

*he stares at the kid, shocked.* Are… are you serious? That’s
– that’s highly disturbing! Have you told the counselors? Have you reported
him??

Hell no! Quartermaster has been here for god knows how long doing god knows what and I’m not about to get on his hit list for snitching about his personal creepy old man time! Plus; Nikki, Neil, and I all agreed it never happened and moved on with our lives.

Max – you have been exposed to indecency that children
should never have to see! He needs to
be prosecuted! Have you told David??

No, I haven’t. It’s not even that big of a deal. Campbell’s doing illegal shit (pardon language) too and no one cares about that but Ered’s dad’s.

What are you talking about – the owner of the camp is a
criminal??

Well he’s not the owner much anymore. But he was.

Not anymore? What happened? Where is he? *No, Carlos wasn’t
freaking out. Absolutely not. Okay, maybe a little. His daughter was here, for
Christ’s sake! Along with other
children!*

Ered’s dad’s arrested him on parents day. He’s super gwantanamo’s problem now. So David kinda runs the camp now I guess? A lot of messed up stuff has happened here. It’s kinda normal at this point.

… It shouldn’t be normal though. There’s still the issue
with the Quartermaster – you ought to tell David what happened. You kids should
not have been exposed to that at all!

It’s fiiine. The QM thing happened once, Neil told me his dad and Nikki’s mom did screw in front of the camp on parents day though, but I was with David and Gwen so I dunno.

Wut? I mean, what?
Max, I – I need to talk to David about all this. I… Jesus… This is not good.

Uh, kiddo? No offense, but you look kinda sick. You feeling okay?

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*laughs* hell fucking no, dude

*softly*^_Jesus…

Okay, okay. Um… maybe you should go see a nurse or something then. Have the counselors seen you yet?

i don think a nusre wil help me… *hic* an i don thkin so? i kno daneil hass… wwwwho the fuk r yu?

I… well, I’m a scientist studying Sleepy Peak Peak. I have a campsite nearby.

oky *pulls out a flask* ‘m max but som ppl call me ded *hic* cuse ‘m dead

*stares at the flask* Well, this is probably why! *he takes
it away and sniffs the opening. Ick!* My God, no wonder you feel dead! Kid, who
let you have this?

am ded! an no onee letts me but i doo anywya… an giv tat bak! *he tries to grab the flask*

Kid – Max, you’re obviously very sick and this isn’t helping
you any. And as an adult, I can’t let you have it at all.