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“Hmmmm
might be fun for the boys. I think they will enjoy it. I know they will
try to hide one on the ship. I always find some critter at some point.
Thankfully all harmless…”

Carlos grinned. “A cow might not be a good idea. They’re farm animals, so they’re property – we don’t have any wild cows. And then, they’re a bit bigger than John Wayne is, so it’ll be tough to sneak one of them in.”

Edwardo just looked at Carlos. “I… I’d think that they’re more than ‘a bit’ bigger than John Wayne, Carlos…”

“The space whale, Dad,” Carlos explained. “Or… maybe Wayne’s just as big as a cow, or bigger now if he’s grown… I’m referencing the size he was I last saw him.”

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Yondu
sighs. “Used to have a fin….. would glow faintly when I’d use the
arrow…..I Well…… when I was a slave I was a experiment …. the cut off my
fin then started installing the implant into my brain. They didn’t care
that there other test subjects ended up with irreparable brain damage
or it got bad enough there brains exploded…. they wanted to see if they
could replicate the natural powers of the centaurians race….”

Edwardo looked to him with a frown. “Ah… I see. I’m sorry to hear about that, Yondu. It… sounds like a very painful experience.” He didn’t prompt Yondu for more, in case he didn’t want to talk about it.

Chuckles. “Wow… What is it about your family carlos…. that makes me spill my whole past without and issues? I’m Never this lose lipped.”

“Probably the fact that we’re not connected to any big crime out in space besides you?” Carlos quipped. “We sell you out.” He grinned at Yondu.

Laughs and nods grinning a bit. “So Eduardo. … what do you call this dish?”

“We’re making tacos,” Edwardo said. “That salad i had you slice and toss will be a topping. THe potatoes and onions here, are going to give the meat some carbs and flavor. My boys love potatoes – it’s a really starchy root, I don’t know if you noticed. I’m going to add some more spices to the meat here…” He reached to the rack that had containers of so many spices – many well-used – and started to add a good amount of many of them. “This’ll make it a bit spicy – but we have cheese that can take some of the bite out of it if you or some of the others prefer.”

“Not Kraglin, though – he’s lactose-intolerant, apparently,” Carlos reminded him.

Edwardo nodded. “Yes… not Kraglin. He’ll just have to die.” He smirked, obviously joking. “Heh. But really, I picked up some goat cheese for him. We can shred that up and he can see if he likes it. It’s not the same as cow’s milk so he might be alright with it.”

“You give my boy milk you won’t be killing him… you’ll kill us because he’ll gas us out of existence. Hahaha!” He grins watching Eduardo cook. “Tacooos…. interesting. Tacooos. And… what’s a goat?”

“It’s another mammal that produces milk,” Edwardo told him. “But it’s much smaller – the animal, I mean. It’s milk has different enzymes in it so it shouldn’t hurt Kraglin when he eats it. Lactose intolerance is very common here on Earth.”

“Ahh I see….. we have things called literally space cowsif they had another name before no one remembers it. Space cows was just easier I guess. Thing is if you feed them anything but a special grass the barf up fire boulders… and they shoot it st you…”

“Maybe anything else in their habitat has an unnaturally high amount of minerals?” Carlos asked. “So they only eat grass?” He wasn’t sure – he hadn’t seen the space cows himself.

“I honestly have no idea. I just stay clear of them. The farmers have to keep them planet side. A whole planet was decimated once just because a small herd was taken to it and… yeah…. no one wants a repeat.”

“Understandable,” Carlos said with a nod.

Edwardo laughed. “Well, our version of cows aren’t so volatile. They’re just big, lumbering farm animals. Perhaps we can show you some sometime.”

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Carlos still felt bad about it though. He took Hancock’s hand and brought it up to kiss his knuckles. He then leaned in and pressed a kiss to Hancock’s mouth. “I’m sorry…”

“No need to apologize, sunshine, it really doesn’t mean that much to me to call ya that. I’d rather have you happy and comfortable than try out a new nickname for shits and giggles that might make you feel bad.”

Awe…. That made Carlos’ heart melt a little.

“You’re too good to me,” Carlos said softly, still clinging onto Hancock’s hand. He rubbed his thumbs over the other’s knuckles and the back of his hand.

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“I’d like to know how it works, too,” she gave him a sad little smile and shook her head. “But, they must have their secrets as well as anyone else, no? It is not my place to force that from them.”

“Yeah… I guess not,” he said. “Um, so… kids. What does she like? Uh… what – what’s her name again?”

“She is called Jade. She likes music and drawing things.”

“Music and drawing. Okay. Huh… I wonder if she’d like Animusic…” He probably still had that DVD stashed somewhere.

“It would be worth a try if you were wanting to entertain the children,” Mia shrugged. She had no idea what he was talking about, but assumed it was probably either a show or a cd that the scientist could put on for the kids. 

“Alright. Ooh – does she like Bob Ross?” he then asked suddenly.

“I, ah, have not chosen to give her much experience with Terrandi television,” Mia’s response was almost sheepish.

“Oh,” Carlos said. “Well… he’s an artist. A painter. Very soft-spoken and he teaches techniques through his videos. I’m not a painter, but it’s pretty mesmerising to watch him work. Now that I think of it, he’d probably interest the other kids too if they watched… hm…”

“They might like that, yes. It is worth a try.” She smiled again, pleased that things were going so well in the planning stage for this, at least.

Carlos grinned at her. “Awesome. You should look him up too, when you get the chance – it’s pretty relaxing to watch him work. Anyway… um… when do you plan on bringing the kids over?”

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Yondu
sighs. “Used to have a fin….. would glow faintly when I’d use the
arrow…..I Well…… when I was a slave I was a experiment …. the cut off my
fin then started installing the implant into my brain. They didn’t care
that there other test subjects ended up with irreparable brain damage
or it got bad enough there brains exploded…. they wanted to see if they
could replicate the natural powers of the centaurians race….”

Edwardo looked to him with a frown. “Ah… I see. I’m sorry to hear about that, Yondu. It… sounds like a very painful experience.” He didn’t prompt Yondu for more, in case he didn’t want to talk about it.

Chuckles. “Wow… What is it about your family carlos…. that makes me spill my whole past without and issues? I’m Never this lose lipped.”

“Probably the fact that we’re not connected to any big crime out in space besides you?” Carlos quipped. “We sell you out.” He grinned at Yondu.

Laughs and nods grinning a bit. “So Eduardo. … what do you call this dish?”

“We’re making tacos,” Edwardo said. “That salad i had you slice and toss will be a topping. THe potatoes and onions here, are going to give the meat some carbs and flavor. My boys love potatoes – it’s a really starchy root, I don’t know if you noticed. I’m going to add some more spices to the meat here…” He reached to the rack that had containers of so many spices – many well-used – and started to add a good amount of many of them. “This’ll make it a bit spicy – but we have cheese that can take some of the bite out of it if you or some of the others prefer.”

“Not Kraglin, though – he’s lactose-intolerant, apparently,” Carlos reminded him.

Edwardo nodded. “Yes… not Kraglin. He’ll just have to die.” He smirked, obviously joking. “Heh. But really, I picked up some goat cheese for him. We can shred that up and he can see if he likes it. It’s not the same as cow’s milk so he might be alright with it.”

“You give my boy milk you won’t be killing him… you’ll kill us because he’ll gas us out of existence. Hahaha!” He grins watching Eduardo cook. “Tacooos…. interesting. Tacooos. And… what’s a goat?”

“It’s another mammal that produces milk,” Edwardo told him. “But it’s much smaller – the animal, I mean. It’s milk has different enzymes in it so it shouldn’t hurt Kraglin when he eats it. Lactose intolerance is very common here on Earth.”

“Ahh I see….. we have things called literally space cowsif they had another name before no one remembers it. Space cows was just easier I guess. Thing is if you feed them anything but a special grass the barf up fire boulders… and they shoot it st you…”

“Maybe anything else in their habitat has an unnaturally high amount of minerals?” Carlos asked. “So they only eat grass?” He wasn’t sure – he hadn’t seen the space cows himself.

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“I suppose that is true. Is this in reference to anything in particular, Carlos?”

Carlos sighed. “A trade went bad yesterday,” he said, looking toward the ground. “The guy took my merch and ran straight into a mine field. Needless to say, I can’t exactly go get it, or the caps he owed me… he didn’t make it very far himself. It was… wild, to say the very least.”

Currently I have wordnesia over the word science and I feel like an absolute failure. I seriously want to cry, the I and E look so wrong. *hangs head in hands*

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We all know the rule: “I before E, except after C and when sounding like ‘ay’ as in neighbor and weigh and on weekends and holidays and all throughout May; and you’ll always be wrong no matter WHAT you say!”

But there is an extended rule where the I can go before E after C like in ‘fanciest’ and ‘efficient’ and, the word we all love, ‘science’.

From what I understand, this has to do with origins of words, and with different root languages they bring different rules.

But I’m not a linguist – the rule that I go by is that English is hella broken, and if you want to have any semblance of an appearance of competence you have to learn each individual word one by one and learn how it’s spelled and how it sounds because NONE OF THEM follow any RULES.

English needs to be fixed.

English is hella broken, I agree. English mugs other languages for loose vowels and spellings.

However, wordnesia is just a feeling of wrongness and it was sticking too long. I have taken your husband’s advice of say nothing and drink to forget. Staring too long at any word is unhealthy and can lead to the sensation of wrongness (most likely why pens and pencils are banned.)

It’s probably why some books are banned too.

The word that gets me is ‘restaurant’. Just… I wanna say ‘restaurAUNT’. Also College… not ‘colledge’.

Science looks right and beautiful again! Thanks for helping me through that!

Also… Colledadgejfkjcht it never looks right.

You’re welcome!

Uncle Carlos? Can I come to your lab after practice today? (ninjajanice)

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Absolutely, Janice. Did you need to do some homework? Or just work on science with me?

I’m writing a paper for science class and wanted to do an experiment. How much pure sodium do you have?

Maybe about five fluid ounces of it – I don’t use it much. What’s the experiment?

Nice! How much  can I use?  I want to drop it in water and measure the energy it lets out! 

Hm, lemme think… You won’t need much at all to get a manageable explosion – no matter what MacGyver says, it won’t be too big to handle. Maybe a gram will be enough.

Hey thanks! My teacher did a demo and I thought it was so cool! Can I use this bench in the corner?

Sure. But let’s get you some gear first – lab safety is important, you know! Come with me to the supply closet and we’ll get you set up.

Ok! Lets go! Do I get to use the blast shield? Mrs Drummond did it and it sent stuff all over. Well it splashed a lot and stained the ceiling.

Yes, definitely. We’ll only use a small bit of it so it’ll be a smaller blast, but better safe than sorry.