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Scientifically Interesting (closed w/ blackwhitehat)

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Hatbot bounced again, pleased about this news. “Hatbot.” The small robot looked up at his boss.

“Yes sir?”

“I shall be inside. Watch over this pathetic fool and make sure he
does nothing funny.” Black Hat glared at the human. “Have him bring the
sentinel back when finished.”

“Yes sir!” Hatbot saluted with a grin.

Carlos hummed lowly. “The only one doing the funny stuff here is you, Señor Sombrero Negro hombre,” he murmured in a very low voice.

He immediately got to work looking around and figuring out the components he was looking at. There was a lot going on inside, he could tell. Vocal components, what looked like large coolant lines complete with a hat-shaped pump right where a heart would be on a typical human, large servos and power cords… oh, it was beautiful. He could honestly spend all day in there.

But he had a job to do so he started to look at the wires to make sure nothing was burned and broken.

Black Hat strode back into the hat shaped manor as Hatbot curiously watched the other work. This stuff was always so interesting to him! He loved to watch his creator work when he could.

Carlos hummed to himself and gently moved wires around as he inspected. He found a manual control panel further in the cavity and hummed and nodded to himself.

“I see, I see,” he said. “Okay… so far nothing looks like it’s been knocked loose from the fall. So all I have to do is activate the start-up sequence.”

Carlos got a smaller screwdriver from his bag and he started to turn the connections he found, making sure each bolt was tight. Once done he reached in to get ready to flip the switch back on.

“Alright… let’s see how he sounds.”

Carlos flipped it and retracted his hand before sitting back and watching the robot. He listened for any crackling or any rattling, which would signal that something was out of place.

Hat Bot watched anxiously and then tilted his head when a rattling sound came from him. “What’s that?”

Carlos frowned. He reached in and shut off the switch to abort the reboot before pulling out his phone and shaking it to turn on the light. “Something’s not connected,” he told the little robot as he shined it inside and started scrutinizing wires. “Or… something broke when he fell.” It sounded like it came from deep within the robot’s chest cavity. Carlos wasn’t sure he’d be able to reach it. “Dammit… Here, hold this,” he then said, offering the little robot his phone to shine the light.

Hatbot curiously took the phone and shone the light for him. “I can call Dr.flug? He created us, he’ll know what’s wrong!” He said confidently.

Carlos reached his hand in to push aside wires and get a better look. He glanced at the little robot. “Uh… how would he feel about me having shorted out your, uh… buddy here?” he asked.

The Vampire of Night Vale

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Carlos nodded in agreement. “Yeah… it doesn’t seem real for me, either. It’s been… roughly twelve hours already. But you’re still here… that’s all that matters.” Carlos took his hand and lifted it to his mouth, giving him gentle, loving kisses.

       Cecil vibrated softly at the affection, yet at the same time he was trying to wrap his mind around the first part of what Carlos had just told him. 

       Twelve hours already. Twelve hours, he had been afflicted with this strange, horrific curse. Yet what was twelve hours compared to a lifetime, an eternity? Cecil shuddered. It wouldn’t come to that. Rather, he hoped it wouldn’t come to that. Optimistically, this would be cured. Again, he had to remind himself of his husband’s brilliance, of the effectiveness of science. Just because Night Vale had never had to face vampirism before did not mean that it could not overcome it, that, more to the point, he and Carlos could not overcome it.

      And he was still here, yes. And so was Carlos. And they were together. And this was surely enough.

       Cecil gazed up at Carlos, still gently vibrating. “Yeah, I’m still here. I promise.”

Carlos smiled at him. He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Cecil’s mouth, still gripping his hand.

“We need to get up and ready for the day,” Carlos said softlly. “We should call the mayor… see if anything’s developed while we were sleeping.”

        Cecil met the kiss softly, humming appreciatively in his throat. He was ever grateful for Carlos’s love and reassurance, and how much warmer the scientist’s touch felt when his own skin was so cold! He felt as if this was itself sufficient to bring him back from the dead unlife.

        “Right… Right, good idea,” he murmured in reply. “It’s gonna be a big day, huh? There’s another disaster for the great Carlos the scientist to save the town from.” He chucked thinly, faith and apprehension mingled in equal measure in the quiet sound.

Carlos laughed softly, a little bashful. “I don’t really save anyone from anything… I just give them information.” He kissed Cecil again on the cheek. “I need to go shower and shave,” he murmured with a sigh.

      “Oh, you do more than that,” Cecil told him, his voice brimming with all the pride he felt in Carlos. Why, during their very first date, Carlos had saved Night Vale from a malevolent shadow energy that turned people into vaguely torso-and-limb shaped black spaces in the fabric of reality. It was a memory that Cecil cherished.

       “OK, sweetheart,” he said sweetly, his voice still a bit quiet. “While you do that, I’ll go ahead and check on the situation at large.”

Carlos smiled at him gently. He then yawned suddenly, reaching up to cover his mouth. “Ugh… sorry. Time to get up and get busy…” He turned to stand up from the bed and started to stretch his arms high above his head. His back gave an uncomfortable crack and Carlos groaned.

       “Are you OK?” Cecil asked sympathetically as he gradually pulled himself up off the bed. His concern for his husband was written in his features (somewhat ironic considering his own troubles), and as soon as he was on his feet, the newly vampiric radio host was by Carlos’s side again, fretful as ever.

Carlos hummed. “I dunno… must’ve slept wrong,” he murmured. He took a deep breath and felt some more bones crack. “Ugh… that’ll stick with me for a while.” Carlos held his hand out for Cecil’s. “C’mon… we got work to do.”

“Are you okay?”

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“Huh? Oh, yeah, hon – I’m okay.” He reaches to take Cecil’s hand and leans in to press a kiss to his cheek.

       “Good. You worry me, you know.” He accepts the affection with a worried little smile, and sighs lightly, giving Carlos’s hand a squeeze.

Carlos smiled at him. “It’s okay, Cecil,” he said. “I’m a Scientist. A scientist is mostly fine. But maybe, if it’d help… I could take an afternoon off from being a scientist? And we can go do something together?”

       “I would like that very, very much.” Cecil answered, nuzzling against Carlos. He breathed in deeply and pressed against him. “A scientist may be mostly fine, but sometimes he needs to be careful with his science. And I sure wouldn’t mind if he took a break from science altogether for a bit to spend time with me.”  

Carlos hummed, pressing a kiss to Cecil’s head. “Sounds like a plan, then,” he said. “What do you wanna do? A picnic dinner? Netflix and lounge-on-the-couch?”

       “Mmm, let’s go out,” Cecil said, lowering his head a bit as he accepted the kiss happily, already visibly more relaxed. “It’s a little stuffy in here. A picnic sounds absolutely perfect.”

“Alright,” Carlos accepted with a grin. “I can make us some pasta to pack and we can go to the  park and try not to look at the Brown Stone Spire.”

       “Oh what a wonderful idea!” Cecil said, perfectly delighted. He slid his arms around Carlos’s waist and held him close. “I can’t imagine a way I would rather spend the afternoon, sweetheart.”

Carlos hummed and held him close. “That’d be great. What do you wanna eat?”

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“I
agree… it will be good…..” Looks up as he hears Kraglin shout St. Peter
to stop bouncing. “And now the best is bugging his big brother….. “we
have another 2 hours of night cycle then we’ll be there to you within 2
hours of that. I’ll bring Tullk and Jamie along. Jamie was really
interested in the unique nature around your house.”

“So soon? Really? I thought you guys would be maybe a standard month out.”

“Not if we use the jump drive. And to avoid peter driving us insane.. we’ll use it. We’re actually not far… just beyond… uhhh That planet Pluto? I think you terrans call it…”

“Yeah, Pluto,” Carlos agreed. “And we classify it as a dwarf planet here on Earth – basically just a smaller celestial object. What are you doing in the Solar System?” Now that Carlos thought about it, what were the space whales doing in the solar system?

“Picking up some materials from the planets around the sol system. But that’s about it. Nothing illegal this time. Hehehe.”

“Well good – the Earth has plenty of scum and villainy going on all by itself,” Carlos joked with a slight smirk. f

“Ouch… right in the heart….. at least I’m hot scum. You liked it and you know it.”

Carlos laughed. “Sometimes,” he admitted. “I should let my dad know you guys are heading here so he can start planning meals.”

“Tell him I’m bringing him a few bags of bestie worms. I know he enjoyed them last time. And I know you do too…. maybe I’ll get wheels to eat some.”

Carlos just huffed, smirking a bit. “Don’t tease Mikey too much… He tries not to eat Cheetos now. I think the whole ‘worm’ thing bothered him.”

Yondu blinks and hums. “Ok. I wotms for him…. however I think I got something he’d like more. Yeah I think he’d like it. Well…. we’ll be there soon. I’m gonna catch a little more sleep. Love you carlos. PETEY! Come get yer tablet. And don’t bother your brother. See you seen carlos.” Peter takes the tablet then rushes back to the bed with Kraglin and hops back in and snuggles against him. “Say hi Krags!”

“Sleep well, Yondu!” Carlos called as the communicator was whisked away.

He watched the picture jump around before it finally came to rest, showing the face of a very rumpled and grumpy-looking Xandar-Hraxian.

“Pete, for flark’s sake…” he mumbled, trying to hide his eyes from the brightness on the screen.

“Hey, Kraglin,” Carlos greeted with a slight smile.

Peter grins and snuggles up against kraglins chest and sighs happily. “It’s carlos Krags… common wake up. We’re going to earth in a few hours.” Snuggles up against his chest and sighs happily.

Kraglin grumbled, his eyes still closed. “’Bout time… been wonderin’ when the Cap’n was gonna decide to stop pissin’ around and swing by.”

“Careful, Kraglin – that sounds a tad bit like insubordination,” Carlos teased.

“Krags is like that when dad avoids stuff. Krags misses you too he’s just to much of a grump yo admit it.”

Pokes him. “Grumpy butt grumpy butt.” Kisses his cheek and burrows under the covers yawning a bit.

Kraglin hummed, not responding to Carlos.

“You boys look like you need to go back to sleep,” Carlos said with a slight smile. “

Peter yawns and nods. “See you Soon. Miss you. Bye.” Waves a bit and takes kraglins hand waving it before turning the tablet off. “Krags?” Looks to him and nuzzles against his neck squirming around. “Love you bro.”

Kraglin hummed again and curled into Peter. “Mm… luv’oo too…” he murmured, almost instantly falling back asleep.

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Carlos sighed shutting off his communicator. Well… at least there was something to look forward to and take his mind off of his fruitless jobsearch.

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“I
agree… it will be good…..” Looks up as he hears Kraglin shout St. Peter
to stop bouncing. “And now the best is bugging his big brother….. “we
have another 2 hours of night cycle then we’ll be there to you within 2
hours of that. I’ll bring Tullk and Jamie along. Jamie was really
interested in the unique nature around your house.”

“So soon? Really? I thought you guys would be maybe a standard month out.”

“Not if we use the jump drive. And to avoid peter driving us insane.. we’ll use it. We’re actually not far… just beyond… uhhh That planet Pluto? I think you terrans call it…”

“Yeah, Pluto,” Carlos agreed. “And we classify it as a dwarf planet here on Earth – basically just a smaller celestial object. What are you doing in the Solar System?” Now that Carlos thought about it, what were the space whales doing in the solar system?

“Picking up some materials from the planets around the sol system. But that’s about it. Nothing illegal this time. Hehehe.”

“Well good – the Earth has plenty of scum and villainy going on all by itself,” Carlos joked with a slight smirk. f

“Ouch… right in the heart….. at least I’m hot scum. You liked it and you know it.”

Carlos laughed. “Sometimes,” he admitted. “I should let my dad know you guys are heading here so he can start planning meals.”

“Tell him I’m bringing him a few bags of bestie worms. I know he enjoyed them last time. And I know you do too…. maybe I’ll get wheels to eat some.”

Carlos just huffed, smirking a bit. “Don’t tease Mikey too much… He tries not to eat Cheetos now. I think the whole ‘worm’ thing bothered him.”

Yondu blinks and hums. “Ok. I wotms for him…. however I think I got something he’d like more. Yeah I think he’d like it. Well…. we’ll be there soon. I’m gonna catch a little more sleep. Love you carlos. PETEY! Come get yer tablet. And don’t bother your brother. See you seen carlos.” Peter takes the tablet then rushes back to the bed with Kraglin and hops back in and snuggles against him. “Say hi Krags!”

“Sleep well, Yondu!” Carlos called as the communicator was whisked away.

He watched the picture jump around before it finally came to rest, showing the face of a very rumpled and grumpy-looking Xandar-Hraxian.

“Pete, for flark’s sake…” he mumbled, trying to hide his eyes from the brightness on the screen.

“Hey, Kraglin,” Carlos greeted with a slight smile.

Peter grins and snuggles up against kraglins chest and sighs happily. “It’s carlos Krags… common wake up. We’re going to earth in a few hours.” Snuggles up against his chest and sighs happily.

Kraglin grumbled, his eyes still closed. “’Bout time… been wonderin’ when the Cap’n was gonna decide to stop pissin’ around and swing by.”

“Careful, Kraglin – that sounds a tad bit like insubordination,” Carlos teased.

“Krags is like that when dad avoids stuff. Krags misses you too he’s just to much of a grump yo admit it.”

Pokes him. “Grumpy butt grumpy butt.” Kisses his cheek and burrows under the covers yawning a bit.

Kraglin hummed, not responding to Carlos.

“You boys look like you need to go back to sleep,” Carlos said with a slight smile. “

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“I
agree… it will be good…..” Looks up as he hears Kraglin shout St. Peter
to stop bouncing. “And now the best is bugging his big brother….. “we
have another 2 hours of night cycle then we’ll be there to you within 2
hours of that. I’ll bring Tullk and Jamie along. Jamie was really
interested in the unique nature around your house.”

“So soon? Really? I thought you guys would be maybe a standard month out.”

“Not if we use the jump drive. And to avoid peter driving us insane.. we’ll use it. We’re actually not far… just beyond… uhhh That planet Pluto? I think you terrans call it…”

“Yeah, Pluto,” Carlos agreed. “And we classify it as a dwarf planet here on Earth – basically just a smaller celestial object. What are you doing in the Solar System?” Now that Carlos thought about it, what were the space whales doing in the solar system?

“Picking up some materials from the planets around the sol system. But that’s about it. Nothing illegal this time. Hehehe.”

“Well good – the Earth has plenty of scum and villainy going on all by itself,” Carlos joked with a slight smirk. f

“Ouch… right in the heart….. at least I’m hot scum. You liked it and you know it.”

Carlos laughed. “Sometimes,” he admitted. “I should let my dad know you guys are heading here so he can start planning meals.”

“Tell him I’m bringing him a few bags of bestie worms. I know he enjoyed them last time. And I know you do too…. maybe I’ll get wheels to eat some.”

Carlos just huffed, smirking a bit. “Don’t tease Mikey too much… He tries not to eat Cheetos now. I think the whole ‘worm’ thing bothered him.”

Yondu blinks and hums. “Ok. I wotms for him…. however I think I got something he’d like more. Yeah I think he’d like it. Well…. we’ll be there soon. I’m gonna catch a little more sleep. Love you carlos. PETEY! Come get yer tablet. And don’t bother your brother. See you seen carlos.” Peter takes the tablet then rushes back to the bed with Kraglin and hops back in and snuggles against him. “Say hi Krags!”

“Sleep well, Yondu!” Carlos called as the communicator was whisked away.

He watched the picture jump around before it finally came to rest, showing the face of a very rumpled and grumpy-looking Xandar-Hraxian.

“Pete, for flark’s sake…” he mumbled, trying to hide his eyes from the brightness on the screen.

“Hey, Kraglin,” Carlos greeted with a slight smile.

Peter grins and snuggles up against kraglins chest and sighs happily. “It’s carlos Krags… common wake up. We’re going to earth in a few hours.” Snuggles up against his chest and sighs happily.

Kraglin grumbled, his eyes still closed. “’Bout time… been wonderin’ when the Cap’n was gonna decide to stop pissin’ around and swing by.”

“Careful, Kraglin – that sounds a tad bit like insubordination,” Carlos teased.

“What? Sorry, I’m having trouble focusing…”

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Tony only answered first with a knowing, but amused smile.  “Or could it, perhaps be that you’re having trouble focusing way past a healthy period of time?” The billionaire asked teasingly.

Carlos blinked at him, his mind slowly comprehending what he said. “Uh… O-oh… um, I guess so… maybe.” Carlos rubbed at his eyes with one hand, sighing deeply to disguise a yawn. “Sorry, sir. Sorry…”

Taking a Chance (closed w/dont-do-anything-i-would-do)

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watched the other and just smiled softly before he pulled out his
tablet and began to work on some coding as the other sketched. He could
multitask, made a habit of it, so why not work on an Upgrade for Jarvis
while he spoke to the young man in front of him.

“Glad to hear you get the time, I’d have paid for a flight home if we
delayed you any way all things considered. I liked what I saw on your
CV, and with your own reports from when you were a student. It’s
interesting to see it all and I like your innovation you got going. Need
more people willing to work like that for us.” Tony smiled softly but
kept his focus on his tablet as he worked. He couldn’t sit still, a bad
habit he always had.

“So what brought you to us? Why did you choose to come here, after
Hammer Tech surely you knew of the issues?” Pepper spoke calmly, not
judging just simply wondering what was going through the other person’s
head.

Carlos tried not to smile too much at Stark’s comments. He
knew that what he had in regards of paperwork behind him (excepting Hammer) was
pretty good. But hearing someone like Tony Stark say that they liked it… It
could turn a man into an embarrassing pile of mush if he wasn’t careful.

But Potts’ questions made it easy for Carlos to return to a
more neutral expression. He realized that while drawing it was a bit harder to
come up with a response other than what he knew to be the absolute truth and
wondered if they planned this. Probably. He didn’t exactly want to straight-up lie, but he didn’t want to over-share his
feelings with them, as well as how desperate and painful his job search had
been.

“Well… honestly, I’ve always thought it would be great to
work with Stark Industries,” he said, thinking carefully about his next words. “I…
I understand that what happened was terrible and…” He paused before taking a
breath. He put his pencil down and looked to Miss Potts and Mr Stark somberly. “I
am very sorry for all the problems and danger that Hammer had put you and your
company through, and I deeply regret any part that I had unwittingly played in
it. This is not meant to sound like an excuse, but… I worked in the safety
department. However I didn’t see an entire project myself – tech was only
showed to us in parts. I did small-scale testing with the parts that I was
assigned to, but full-scale testing was not possible with the way that the labs
were run.

“When I applied for the engineering position from Stark
Industries I just thought… I just thought that the worst that you could say to
me was ‘no’ or to not even reach out to me at all.”

Immediately Carlos started to worry that he’d gotten too wordy and may have just cut off his chances. He knew what happened to those test pilots hadn’t been his fault, but he didn’t think it would be socially proper for him to deny responsibility entirely.

dedmax is looking to fight people!

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Who are you guys to tattle on a little boy? Seriously?

Also, Max? There’s some rules you need to know buddy before going for a fight… @dedmaxsearchhistory

gods damnit anons, keep something to yourselves! and i’m pretty sure i know at least most of the rules..

Nah, but lemme give you the run-down so I feel some semblance of being a responsible role-model, okay?

you’re already a responsible role model but sure, go ahead..

Okay, okay. Cool. So, rule number one – never start the fight. No matter how obnoxious the other person is, never throw the first punch.

wait what? why not? *frowns*

Because it puts you in the wrong. The fight becomes your fault. And, if you were an adult, you are more likely to get arrested and convicted of battery and assault. You can finish a fight, but you shouldn’t start it – it must be self-defense.

that’s bullshyt, people should be allowed to fight if they want to! *he angrily crosses his arms*

Do you want to get in trouble, Max?

…. since when have i ever cared about getting in trouble?

Since the moment I find out about said-trouble. It’s best to avoid that in the first place, Max.

but i wanna fight everyone!

But you can only fight those who want to fight you first. THat’s just how the world works, Max. Okay?

… *sighs and glances away* yeah, okay..

This brings me to my second point, Max: If you wanna fight, you need to learn to fight well.

*he rose a brow* okay, now i’m listening..

THe point of a fight is to end it as soon as possible, Max. And to do everything to avoid it in the first place, but if you get hit first anything goes. Except death.

Anyway… so, when fighting you work for a take-down.

wait, what if they’re trying to kill me, then can i kill them? death technically counts as a take-down right?

Well… yes. You can answer deadly force with deadly force.

*he smiles* cool..!

Eh… well, Max, death is kind of permanent to most people. So you should try not to… okay?

*his smile fades slightly* oh right.. that’s kinda easy to forget around here…

I thought so. It’s okay, Max. But this is a serious thing that you want to do here, you know. So you should know how to do it right and get in minimum trouble about it.

*he nods, glancing away*

What got you into fighting anyway, Max?

i’m tiny and full of pain anger

Huh… Okay. Have you thought about taking some martial arts class?

‘martial arts’? can’t say i have..

It might be something to look into. You could do some fighting in a controlled environment so you could get your energy out more safely.

huh.. that.. actually sounds kinda cool *he smiles softly*

You would probably like it. It has a belt system that would give you a sense of accomplishment as well – I think that would do wonders for you, Max. *smiles widely at him*