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That’s it – you’re both grounded.

whAT?! WHY?! I DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING!

You advocated swearing for yourself.

After supper go straight to bed. No dessert.

i swear all the time!

I SAID NO FUCKIN’ SWEARING IN MY LOBBY!

you… YOU JUST FUCKING SWORE!

MAX!

WHAT?!

Ooh boy you in trouble!

*rubs face with hands* oh my gods- this makes no sense!

you are SUPER GROUNDED

……

YOU’RE GROUNDED!

what the fuck-

You gon’ go to super jail Max… you have my word

i’ll just get Jon to break me out!

This ain’t no Super Guantanamo, boy…

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That’s it – you’re both grounded.

What’d I do this time?

For saying ‘yes’ to swearing.

I can’t believe you – didn’t D.A.R.E teach you anything?

Oh c’mon- that’s bullshit.

You let him down Max

How unfourtunate.

You let him down. You let me down.

But most of all… you let yourself down.

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I have two pods left,, that kinda worked out.

alright then! Lemme take this to the table so we can sit down. *he shuts off the water and takes the half-filled pot out of the kitchen*

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That’s it – you’re both grounded.

whAT?! WHY?! I DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING!

You advocated swearing for yourself.

After supper go straight to bed. No dessert.

i swear all the time!

I SAID NO FUCKIN’ SWEARING IN MY LOBBY!

you… YOU JUST FUCKING SWORE!

MAX!

WHAT?!

Ooh boy you in trouble!

*rubs face with hands* oh my gods- this makes no sense!

you are SUPER GROUNDED

……

YOU’RE GROUNDED!

what the fuck-

You gon’ go to super jail Max… you have my word

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That’s it – you’re both grounded.

What’d I do this time?

For saying ‘yes’ to swearing.

I can’t believe you – didn’t D.A.R.E teach you anything?

Oh c’mon- that’s bullshit.

You let him down Max

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Why don’t you ask the platypus? *max points behind carlos*

*confused, Carlos looks. He jumps, startled* Oh – oh my goodness, it’s in a tree! What the… oh my gosh, that is a platypus.

Yeah. We call her ‘Muack’. It’s the sound she makes. She ate one of her babies.

Uh… well, animals do that. Wait, how did she have eggs? Is there a male running around?

Dunno. We just found her with eggs. All her other ones died and she ate the last one that me and Nikki took care of. She’s terrible but we still love her.

Huh… well, just don’t let her have another clutch of eggs, I guess. *looks at the platypus* Um, hey, sweetie… wanna come down here? It’s dangerous to be up in a tree…

She knows what she’s doing.

*the platypus hisses at carlos, nearly falling off the branch*

Oh! Be careful, honey… She doesn’t seem like she’s been handled a lot. Is she feral?

She’s violent. She bit Neil once and threatens to kick.

She does? Huh, that’s weird – females don’t have spurs.

Maybe she’s both.

Or she’s just doing some male things on instinct, like dogs do. I’m a scientist, not an animal biologist, so I don’t know.

Maybe she just is.

What, a hermaphrodite?

Maybe. Or maybe she just i s.

… I don’t think I follow, Max… she is what?

All.

I really don’t understand what you’re trying to tell me, Max…

She just is, Carlos.

*the platypus is no longer in the tree*

You’re still being vague. But… okay, I guess. Help me get her out of the… *looks at the tree* Wait, where’d she go?

Probably somewhere. Or everywhere.

Heh… Welcome to Night Vale. You’re awfully cryptic, Max. Do you think she’s alright?

She’s probably eating lizards or something, I dunno. Not my day to watch her. Welcome to where?

Night Vale. It’s a town I used to live in. *Carlos went to get the pot* Let’s head inside and try the control experiment, I guess.

Alright. Let’s go do that.

*Carlos walks around to go inside the mess hall with the pot, expecting Max to follow*

*Max followed Carlos, half walking backwards to make sure the platypus wasn’t salking*

*Opens the door and holds it open for Max.* Hey, you looking for something?

Nah. Just makin’ sure.

Making sure of what?

That she doesn’t attack. I told you. She’s v i o l e n t.

No… she’s feral. She just hasn’t been handled much at all. But thank you, Max… for being alert, I suppose. *he closes the door behind Max* There – she won’t bother us right now, right? Time to get that control done. *he smiles*

*max nodded* yeah, sure, let’s do that.

*Carlos walks over to the kitchen and starts to wash out the pot*

Are we gonna use the same pot or a different one?

I think we’ll use this one. I’m just making sure there’s no pondscum left over before i fill it up again.

Mkay. Understandable.

*he rinses the soap out of the pot before he starts to fill it up again.* Okay, here we go.

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That’s it – you’re both grounded.

whAT?! WHY?! I DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING!

You advocated swearing for yourself.

After supper go straight to bed. No dessert.

i swear all the time!

I SAID NO FUCKIN’ SWEARING IN MY LOBBY!

you… YOU JUST FUCKING SWORE!

MAX!

WHAT?!

Ooh boy you in trouble!

*rubs face with hands* oh my gods- this makes no sense!

you are SUPER GROUNDED

……

YOU’RE GROUNDED!

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What’d I do this time?

For saying ‘yes’ to swearing.

I can’t believe you – didn’t D.A.R.E teach you anything?

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Why don’t you ask the platypus? *max points behind carlos*

*confused, Carlos looks. He jumps, startled* Oh – oh my goodness, it’s in a tree! What the… oh my gosh, that is a platypus.

Yeah. We call her ‘Muack’. It’s the sound she makes. She ate one of her babies.

Uh… well, animals do that. Wait, how did she have eggs? Is there a male running around?

Dunno. We just found her with eggs. All her other ones died and she ate the last one that me and Nikki took care of. She’s terrible but we still love her.

Huh… well, just don’t let her have another clutch of eggs, I guess. *looks at the platypus* Um, hey, sweetie… wanna come down here? It’s dangerous to be up in a tree…

She knows what she’s doing.

*the platypus hisses at carlos, nearly falling off the branch*

Oh! Be careful, honey… She doesn’t seem like she’s been handled a lot. Is she feral?

She’s violent. She bit Neil once and threatens to kick.

She does? Huh, that’s weird – females don’t have spurs.

Maybe she’s both.

Or she’s just doing some male things on instinct, like dogs do. I’m a scientist, not an animal biologist, so I don’t know.

Maybe she just is.

What, a hermaphrodite?

Maybe. Or maybe she just i s.

… I don’t think I follow, Max… she is what?

All.

I really don’t understand what you’re trying to tell me, Max…

She just is, Carlos.

*the platypus is no longer in the tree*

You’re still being vague. But… okay, I guess. Help me get her out of the… *looks at the tree* Wait, where’d she go?

Probably somewhere. Or everywhere.

Heh… Welcome to Night Vale. You’re awfully cryptic, Max. Do you think she’s alright?

She’s probably eating lizards or something, I dunno. Not my day to watch her. Welcome to where?

Night Vale. It’s a town I used to live in. *Carlos went to get the pot* Let’s head inside and try the control experiment, I guess.

Alright. Let’s go do that.

*Carlos walks around to go inside the mess hall with the pot, expecting Max to follow*

*Max followed Carlos, half walking backwards to make sure the platypus wasn’t salking*

*Opens the door and holds it open for Max.* Hey, you looking for something?

Nah. Just makin’ sure.

Making sure of what?

That she doesn’t attack. I told you. She’s v i o l e n t.

No… she’s feral. She just hasn’t been handled much at all. But thank you, Max… for being alert, I suppose. *he closes the door behind Max* There – she won’t bother us right now, right? Time to get that control done. *he smiles*

*max nodded* yeah, sure, let’s do that.

*Carlos walks over to the kitchen and starts to wash out the pot*

Are we gonna use the same pot or a different one?

I think we’ll use this one. I’m just making sure there’s no pondscum left over before i fill it up again.

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“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.