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A Holiday Surprise (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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Carlos looked over at him and smiled. “Awe, but if you know when it is then how can I surprise you?” he asked, his voice taking on a cheerful and teasing tone. He gently nudged Hancock. “I’m just kidding,” he clarified. “Yeah, if you want me to I’ll mark ‘em on your calendar or something. Speaking of which, when’s your birthday?”

“Heh, surprises are fine as long as I ain’t feelin’ like I fucked up by forgettin’.” With a little smile, Hancock leaned in and pecked him on the cheek, eyes going back to his bowl when he pulled away again. “I uh…. I don’t actually celebrate my birthday anymore, haven’t for a long time.”

Carlos smiled at the kiss, feeling an absolutely lovely tingling sensation go down his spine. He then looked at Hancock curiously. “Why not?” he asked gently, going for his own bowl of noodles again. He tried to be careful not to make it sound like he had to know the answer right then… the way he said it Hancock could easily brush the question away for another time.

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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*

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Yondu
blinks in mid crunch then swallows. “No idea what a snake is but…..
your dads a pshyco. Eating hearts……..then again… hey if it works for the
libido then who am I to judge.” Smiles at him wanting so badly to kiss
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Carlos laughed. “It’s more of a superstition that it helps your sex life,” Carlos said. “A lot of cultures are still heavily-set in superstition.” Carlos saw the look in Yondu’s eyes and he looked away. No, they couldn’t do this. They really shouldn’t. “Um… A snake, by the way, is a long reptile without legs. It, uh… it kinda looks like a tail with a head.”

Yondu sees him turn away and nods. “Uhhh Yeah….. that sounds… ummm… interesting…..” Fidel’s with the bag looking at the words on the back to distract himself. “H….how were the boys?….”

Carlos frowned and looked back at Yondu. “Peter had a panic attack,” he said. “We had to get him out of the store for a while and get some ice cream to calm him down. And… And Kraglin at one point was blushing. But, uh… Humans don’t blush blue, so we had to try to hide that too. Both times caused a bit of a scene… But we’re really hopeful that we weren’t particularly noticed as off-worlders.”

Yondu nods frowning at peter having a panic attack but he seemed fine when they got back so he let it slide. “Krags Blushing Huh? He’s interested in yet brother likes peoplecthat have some… mechanical bits ya know…. dunno why.” Shrugs and munches on another Cheeto and sighs. “This sucks………”

“It wasn’t Mikey,” Carlos said. “It… well, we found out Kraglin is lactose intolerant. And ice cream here is made of lactose, and he got a little sick. Peter kept teasing him about it.” Carlos looked down and scratched the back of his head. “Yondu… I think we might be on a bit of a time crunch now.”

Looks at him and nods. “Well… be gone tonight…… I know….may be a few months…before I can return……..if I can…..”

Carlos nodded. “Right… because of work… and you said that you needed to hibernate again soon.”

“……..yeah that…… but uhhh also…. your dad and i….. we…. had a conversation……… i….. I’m never going to stop….loving you…. I just won’t….. and my being a alien……. it’s not gonna happen. You have family and a life here on terra….earth……. and…..well… you can’t come with me….. so….. it’s best I…don’t come back…… you can still talk with the boys peter I think needs that….. but for us… you…. It’s.. best it ends…… well only… end up… wishing for something that was impossible….”

Carlos frowned at him. “Y-Yondu… I understand if you need space to sort out how to feel about… leaving me here,” he said softly. “Sure – definitely take a few months off from… this – from me – and… and let our hearts just kinda… recover. I don’t wanna lose you as a friend. Please… don’t call this friendship off completely right away?”

Yondu looks at him and nods. It was a lie but he didn’t want carlos to stay upset. “Yeah… sure.” Looks up as he heard Tullk call for them. “Lunch is ready….. once night comes…. we’ll be gone.” Looks at him before heading back to the main room.

Carlos smiled sadtly and nodded. “Um… before you go… I kinda wanted to take you out to get ice cream. I mean, you’ll have to stay in the car and wear my hoodie and keep out of the light, but…going through a drive-through and getting an order shouldn’t be a problem… right? We’ll just leave Kraglin behind this time so we don’t make him sick again.”

Yondu thinks then nods. “Ok… then you’ll drive me to my ship… I’ll have the boys drive my bike tonight to head home…..and… we’ll go get some icecream….. now common let’s go watch your brother squirm from with wiggly beastie worm lunch.”

Carlos chuckled softly and nodded as he hurried and finished putting some things away.

Yondu smiles a bit as they head to lunch.

After watching Mikey force down a few besties much to everyone’s laughter they were all relaxing in the tv room watching a terran film. Half was bundled in his new blanket snuggled against Tullk.

Peter was snuggled against kraglins side. “Hey. We forget to give dad the critters…”

Yondu hums looking at them. “Critters?”

Peter nods running to the bags and brings over one with the pet shop figures. “We saw these and just knew you’d like them.”

Carlos sat up a bit and smiled at Yondu.

“Pete, grab yers and pass it around – they all ain’t from you!” Kraglin scolded, though there wasn’t any real anger behind it.

Edwardo paused the film so that Tullk and Half-nut didn’t miss anything since it looked like everyone was going to be distracted now.

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“Hi! I saw your commercial and I had a question regarding some of the technology that you use and how your build your various rays and devices.”

“What kind of questions do you have about the build? Are you a Hero?” 

Carlos laughed. Not cruelly or ironically – just a genuine conversational laugh. “I’m not a hero. I’m a scientist,” he explained. “The first question I have is regarding power sources. Some of the devices seem small – hand-held by either one hand or two – and I wonder how you get such tremendous energy in such a small space!”

A Holiday Surprise (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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Carlos put his chopsticks down into his bowl. He leaned into Hancock more, sort of cuddling up to him. “You do so much for me already, Hancock,” he said. “You basically let me live here rent free and you let me eat your food… you keep the nastier folks away from me because you know I can’t handle myself in a fight… Han, I get so much from you. Yeah, the holiday means something to me… but that was basically another life. I… I know the day doesn’t mean much to you, but I just wanted an excuse to repay you back at least some of the kindness you give me… you know?”

He could mention that he treated just about everyone that way, offering food and a safe place to sleep, but he did pay especially close attention to Carlos’ needs, he supposed. Still, in his mind, he wasn’t going above and beyond to make the other happy. “I….. I get it. I still feel guilty, heh, but I get it. I can learn to care about holidays and shit, it’s never really been somethin’ I’ve ever paid attention to, but I’m happy to celebrate with ya in the future, I just uh…. need to know when it is, heh.”

Carlos looked over at him and smiled. “Awe, but if you know when it is then how can I surprise you?” he asked, his voice taking on a cheerful and teasing tone. He gently nudged Hancock. “I’m just kidding,” he clarified. “Yeah, if you want me to I’ll mark ‘em on your calendar or something. Speaking of which, when’s your birthday?”

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Carlos laughed. “Yeah, because the image of your country rests solely on your shoulders!” he countered. “Man, if I was that petty then that sandwich shop I would have done in my opinion. As for my wallet… unfortunately, I’ve been the only one bitten so far. And my brother too, when I forgot that it actually bit people and asked him to grab my driver’s license for me once. But actual pick-pockets, no. I guess it’s usually too far down in my pocket for any no-maj to reach. They don’t expect expanded pockets, after all…”

“Hey now, one bad trip somewhere can ruin a person’s opinion’a that place forever, sometimes all it takes is one bad person to ruin a trip.” He shrugged. A soft snort escaped then as Carlos went on and he laughed, thinking back to some of the magical pranks he’d pulled on his brother back when he was in school. “Did ya actually forget or were ya just messin’ with him? ‘Cause that sounds exactly like the kinda shit my brother and I would’a pulled on each other back when we were kids.”

Carlos just smiled and shook his head. “Nah, that wasn’t on purpose,” he said. “But I do give him jinxed pens on occasion when we’re around each other. And sometimes I’ll put a timed transfiguration spell on, like, a banana peel or something so he thinks its a video game controller before it changes back in his hands. Though… that’s getting harder now. Almost all of his game controllers are custom-made.”

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Carlos hurriedly scrubbed at his hands, which stung a little bit, and then dabbed at the spot on his elbow with a wet paper towel. When he deemed it clean enough he came out, still holding a folded up towel to the wound before going to the front counter for a band aid. Once he got one he located Sylvain and came back smiling.

“Got it!” he said triumphantly as he sat down across from him. He was glad the SSP hadn’t decided to pick him up. “Hey, mind helping me with this? I only have one hand to use.” He offered the band-aid to the other man.

“Oh, yeah, sure.” he said.

He took the white paper off of the adhesive areas, and reached forward, carefully applying it.

“So,” he said, as he smoothed over the adhesive ‘legs’. “you’re one of the few people I know who moved here instead of being born Night Valian. Is it alright if I pick your brain?”

“Being in Night Vale has given me foresight to clarify if you mean literally,” Carlos said with a slight smile.

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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?

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Yondu
blinks in mid crunch then swallows. “No idea what a snake is but…..
your dads a pshyco. Eating hearts……..then again… hey if it works for the
libido then who am I to judge.” Smiles at him wanting so badly to kiss
him.

Carlos laughed. “It’s more of a superstition that it helps your sex life,” Carlos said. “A lot of cultures are still heavily-set in superstition.” Carlos saw the look in Yondu’s eyes and he looked away. No, they couldn’t do this. They really shouldn’t. “Um… A snake, by the way, is a long reptile without legs. It, uh… it kinda looks like a tail with a head.”

Yondu sees him turn away and nods. “Uhhh Yeah….. that sounds… ummm… interesting…..” Fidel’s with the bag looking at the words on the back to distract himself. “H….how were the boys?….”

Carlos frowned and looked back at Yondu. “Peter had a panic attack,” he said. “We had to get him out of the store for a while and get some ice cream to calm him down. And… And Kraglin at one point was blushing. But, uh… Humans don’t blush blue, so we had to try to hide that too. Both times caused a bit of a scene… But we’re really hopeful that we weren’t particularly noticed as off-worlders.”

Yondu nods frowning at peter having a panic attack but he seemed fine when they got back so he let it slide. “Krags Blushing Huh? He’s interested in yet brother likes peoplecthat have some… mechanical bits ya know…. dunno why.” Shrugs and munches on another Cheeto and sighs. “This sucks………”

“It wasn’t Mikey,” Carlos said. “It… well, we found out Kraglin is lactose intolerant. And ice cream here is made of lactose, and he got a little sick. Peter kept teasing him about it.” Carlos looked down and scratched the back of his head. “Yondu… I think we might be on a bit of a time crunch now.”

Looks at him and nods. “Well… be gone tonight…… I know….may be a few months…before I can return……..if I can…..”

Carlos nodded. “Right… because of work… and you said that you needed to hibernate again soon.”

“……..yeah that…… but uhhh also…. your dad and i….. we…. had a conversation……… i….. I’m never going to stop….loving you…. I just won’t….. and my being a alien……. it’s not gonna happen. You have family and a life here on terra….earth……. and…..well… you can’t come with me….. so….. it’s best I…don’t come back…… you can still talk with the boys peter I think needs that….. but for us… you…. It’s.. best it ends…… well only… end up… wishing for something that was impossible….”

Carlos frowned at him. “Y-Yondu… I understand if you need space to sort out how to feel about… leaving me here,” he said softly. “Sure – definitely take a few months off from… this – from me – and… and let our hearts just kinda… recover. I don’t wanna lose you as a friend. Please… don’t call this friendship off completely right away?”

Yondu looks at him and nods. It was a lie but he didn’t want carlos to stay upset. “Yeah… sure.” Looks up as he heard Tullk call for them. “Lunch is ready….. once night comes…. we’ll be gone.” Looks at him before heading back to the main room.

Carlos smiled sadtly and nodded. “Um… before you go… I kinda wanted to take you out to get ice cream. I mean, you’ll have to stay in the car and wear my hoodie and keep out of the light, but…going through a drive-through and getting an order shouldn’t be a problem… right? We’ll just leave Kraglin behind this time so we don’t make him sick again.”