Starways to Hell

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Yondu
make a grumbled whine and stays snuggled close and starts nibbling and
kissing at his neck with a purr. “ noooo no get up…. warm comfy….
mine..”

Carlos yelped. “Ah! Yondu, stop biting at me!” he said and he gently smacked at his shoulder. “Come on! I smell sausage and eggs!”

Grunts and then kisses him full on humming into the kiss deepening ithands playing through his hair.

Carlos quickly started to get uneasy with the kiss. It felt nice, but did Yondu know what he was doing? Carlos made a noise before putting his hands on YOndu’s shoulder and pushing him, though not hard – just enough for him to get the idea.

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I
don’t know where any buckets are. The mop thing might be in the mess
hall, but that’s probably QM’s so we’re leaving that alone.

We’ll find something. I’ll even invent something else to hold water if I have to. Something that is totally not a bucket.

,,,I’m pretty sure that’s a bucket.

But I just said it wouldn’t be a bucket. It would look kinda like a bucket, maybe, but it definitely wouldn’t be a bucket. Trust me. I’m a scientist.

I- alright cool sure.

Well, let’s see what we can find!

There’s probably something somewhere, or we could ask SK to use his fishbowl.

‘SK’? Who’s that? I don’t remember Angie talking about a kid named that…

Space Kid, or other Neil, but everyone calls him Space Kid. He’s the kid with the fish bowl on his head.

Oh yeah, Space Kid. Angie seems to like him well enough. But she told me she’d rather talk about dinosaurs than space. His name’s Neil? Heh, that’s ironic.

Yep. His name is actually like Neil Armstrong Jr. or something. Learned that at parents day. We still call him Space Kid.

Neil Armstrong? Really? He must not be the only one in his family to like space… huh.

Yeah, his uncle had something to do with the moon or something. David got punched in the face by him.

Punched in the… Oh my god. There’s only one man I know who punches people for the moon... His uncle is Buzz Aldrin??

Yeah, I think that’s who it was. *Max shrugged* I wasn’t really playing much attention.

That… I would kind of appreciate being punched by Buzz Aldrin. But at the same time, if I’m punched by Buzz Aldrin I’d need to seriously reconsider what my political views are regarding space. What did David do? He doesn’t look like a flat-earther or a Moon hoax theorist to me.

Faked a “moon landing”. Space kid’s “moon landing” more spesifically. It was him and Gwen but David got punched.

Oh my god… Why?? Why would they do that?

The stupid camp pamphlet said the camp would send him to the moon but they couldn’t so naturally we all teamed up and threw him across the lake.

I only took part in the throwing part though. It was pretty cool.

… But you can’t legally send a child into space. That’s child endangerment. Of course they couldn’t send him to the moon. But… you all threw him across the lake??

More or less, yeah.

Jesus Christ… you sure faking a moon landing was the only reason Buzz punched Daniel? That’s incredibly dangerous!

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I
don’t know where any buckets are. The mop thing might be in the mess
hall, but that’s probably QM’s so we’re leaving that alone.

We’ll find something. I’ll even invent something else to hold water if I have to. Something that is totally not a bucket.

,,,I’m pretty sure that’s a bucket.

But I just said it wouldn’t be a bucket. It would look kinda like a bucket, maybe, but it definitely wouldn’t be a bucket. Trust me. I’m a scientist.

I- alright cool sure.

Well, let’s see what we can find!

There’s probably something somewhere, or we could ask SK to use his fishbowl.

‘SK’? Who’s that? I don’t remember Angie talking about a kid named that…

Space Kid, or other Neil, but everyone calls him Space Kid. He’s the kid with the fish bowl on his head.

Oh yeah, Space Kid. Angie seems to like him well enough. But she told me she’d rather talk about dinosaurs than space. His name’s Neil? Heh, that’s ironic.

Yep. His name is actually like Neil Armstrong Jr. or something. Learned that at parents day. We still call him Space Kid.

Neil Armstrong? Really? He must not be the only one in his family to like space… huh.

Yeah, his uncle had something to do with the moon or something. David got punched in the face by him.

Punched in the… Oh my god. There’s only one man I know who punches people for the moon... His uncle is Buzz Aldrin??

Yeah, I think that’s who it was. *Max shrugged* I wasn’t really playing much attention.

That… I would kind of appreciate being punched by Buzz Aldrin. But at the same time, if I’m punched by Buzz Aldrin I’d need to seriously reconsider what my political views are regarding space. What did David do? He doesn’t look like a flat-earther or a Moon hoax theorist to me.

Faked a “moon landing”. Space kid’s “moon landing” more spesifically. It was him and Gwen but David got punched.

Oh my god… Why?? Why would they do that?

The stupid camp pamphlet said the camp would send him to the moon but they couldn’t so naturally we all teamed up and threw him across the lake.

I only took part in the throwing part though. It was pretty cool.

… But you can’t legally send a child into space. That’s child endangerment. Of course they couldn’t send him to the moon. But… you all threw him across the lake??

A Holiday Surprise (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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Carlos smiled again. He set down his chopsticks to take Hancock’s hand in this. “I’m so glad to have met you too,” he said. “More than just that… God knows what would have happened to me without you.” Carlos brought Hancock’s hand up to his mouth and kissed the top of it, not breaking eye-contact with him. “This might not mean much to you, but… Merry Christmas, Han. This is my second Christmas out here, but it feels so much more like the real thing this time around. With you, I mean.”

A warm smile spread across the ghoul’s lips at that little kiss and he gave his hand a little squeeze. The next bit caught him off guard, however, a slightly confused looking crossing his face. “It’s–– I’m sorry, I uh…. I barely even know anyone that celebrates Christmas and I never did, myself, I didn’t realize that was today. If I’d known…. shit, I should’a done somethin’ for ya, I’m sorry, sunshine.”

Carlos just kept smiling. “It’s alright, Hancock… I promise. I knew you wouldn’t remember. I just wanted to do something nice for you… I like doing that for you when I can. Because you know… all you do is give to me and others.” He kissed his hand again. “If you wanna make it up to me though, I’ll let you. But believe me when I say I don’t mind – you’ve provided so much for me already.” Carlos swallowed around a little lump in his throat that was starting to develop from his talk… he should probably stop talking if he didn’t wanna tear up. Hancock could probably even hear it in his voice if he was paying attention to that.

dead max is planning to steal a car and rob a liquor store, how do you feel about that? knowing you adopted a mistake?

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*oh shyt* yup- w-why would the anon think i was trying to rob a liqior store…?

*blinks at Max* Yeah…. why would they think that? *seems like Max is acting weird. Time for a little psychology…* I mean, you’re just a kid – How would you even pull that off? Kids are smart… but not that smart.

okay dad, h-h-here’s a quick question for you, your in a shytty car going as fast it can, which is still slow as shyt, and your panicking because your friend just passed out from fucking b-blood loss, what do i do?!

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‘Dad’? Who’s this?

Well, first, I’d keep going to the hospital. Unless it’s too far away. THen stop and put a compress to your friend’s wound. Elevate their legs and have someone call 911 – paramedics are ALLOWED to break traffic laws, but you aren’t.

i-it’s alright now, i got her to hospital *he smiled slightly and glanced away*

Oh good… thank goodness. Is everything okay, Max?

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First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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Percival laughed. “Wonderful Was worried i had lost my touch…” he said offering a small smile.

After a moment he let go of the other, taking a small step back to give him space, smoothing out his suit.

“… I’m afraid I don’t…really know what to do after that. I didn’t exactly plan this.”

Carlos smiled back. He clasped his hands together in front of himself, wringing them a bit. “I’m not sure either,” he admitted. “I… haven’t done this sort of thing in a while. I think I’ve said before. I guess… I dunno, maybe… courting would be next?”

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*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

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“Bullshit.” Percival said, trying to stay quiet.

He pulled the other along.

It took a while, stumbling through the street before the Director pulled the other up the steps of the the appartment building he lived in. A wave of his hand unlocked the wards and tugged the other inside.

“here we are!”

“We made it!” Carlos exclaimed. “Yay!” He then giggled and started trying to kick his shoes off, not wanting to track the outside into the home. “Bienvenidos a la Casa de Graves.”

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i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd

Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?

*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..

Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.

*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*

*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?

*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…

Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?

*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*

*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*

*he doesn’t really react, he just sighs softly and closes his eyes*

*carlos snaps on a rubber glove from his pocket (he is a scientist after all and is always prepared) and he finishes cleaning as best as he can. He then gets his pliers.* Okay, um… I”m just gonna yank this out I guess. Max, do you… is there anything I should expect? Will you bleed some more? Or will you… will you die suddenly or… something?

i.. don’t think i’ll die, but i’ll probably bleed alot once it’s out… *he shrugs* but i’ve been wrong before so who fucking knows

Uh, um, then… I’ll try to be careful… God damn… *he takes a deep breath and reaches for the nail* This might hurt…

*he nods slightly, and holds as still as he can as he waits for this to be over*

*Carlos grabs the nail with the pliers and before he can talk himself out of it he yanks on it. Hard. It pops out almost too easily*

OW! SON OF A BITCH! *he puts a hand over the spot* t-thanks… *there was definitely alot of blood, but Max doesn’t seem to notice*

Oh, shit! Hang on! *he digs in his pocket for a tissue packet and pulls out a few of them. He moves Max’s hand and presses the wad of tissues to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.* Oh God, oh God, oh God… that’s so much…

what’s going on? so much of what? *worried child noise* d-did something go wrong?

I… I don’t know? The nail’s out, Max. But you’re bleeding a lot. I dunno if it’s because it’s a head wound… how are you feeling? Can you tell me?

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I
don’t know where any buckets are. The mop thing might be in the mess
hall, but that’s probably QM’s so we’re leaving that alone.

We’ll find something. I’ll even invent something else to hold water if I have to. Something that is totally not a bucket.

,,,I’m pretty sure that’s a bucket.

But I just said it wouldn’t be a bucket. It would look kinda like a bucket, maybe, but it definitely wouldn’t be a bucket. Trust me. I’m a scientist.

I- alright cool sure.

Well, let’s see what we can find!

There’s probably something somewhere, or we could ask SK to use his fishbowl.

‘SK’? Who’s that? I don’t remember Angie talking about a kid named that…

Space Kid, or other Neil, but everyone calls him Space Kid. He’s the kid with the fish bowl on his head.

Oh yeah, Space Kid. Angie seems to like him well enough. But she told me she’d rather talk about dinosaurs than space. His name’s Neil? Heh, that’s ironic.

Yep. His name is actually like Neil Armstrong Jr. or something. Learned that at parents day. We still call him Space Kid.

Neil Armstrong? Really? He must not be the only one in his family to like space… huh.

Yeah, his uncle had something to do with the moon or something. David got punched in the face by him.

Punched in the… Oh my god. There’s only one man I know who punches people for the moon... His uncle is Buzz Aldrin??

Yeah, I think that’s who it was. *Max shrugged* I wasn’t really playing much attention.

That… I would kind of appreciate being punched by Buzz Aldrin. But at the same time, if I’m punched by Buzz Aldrin I’d need to seriously reconsider what my political views are regarding space. What did David do? He doesn’t look like a flat-earther or a Moon hoax theorist to me.

Faked a “moon landing”. Space kid’s “moon landing” more spesifically. It was him and Gwen but David got punched.

Oh my god… Why?? Why would they do that?