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Yondu
blinks help with dishes. That’s always the cooks job. “Hmmmm…” starts
collecting the plates from the table intent to help as well.
Carlos grinned. Before his Dad could protest, Carlos started to gather up the dishes with food still inside of them and went looking for the cellophane to cover them. Mr Ramon watched them with mock offense on his face, and Mikey just laughed before rolling away to the sink.
“Hey – Blue Man Solo Group! Lemme show you how to use a primitive sink!” Mikey called to Yondu, waving him over.
Yondu blinks and rolls his eyes grinning. “Ohhh a sink…. amazing Ohh you have the snake attachment?” Grabs the spray nozzle and squirts it at him with a chuckle. “Kiddo. I know about sinks hehe. We still have similar in space. “Squats st him then Carlos.
Mikey yelped and tried to cover his face. “Oh! Boo! No fair! I would’ve gotten ya first if I’d known you were going to do that!” He laughed.
“Ack! Yondu, not on the food!” Carlos cried, trying to shield the tortillas from the water.
Yondu grins going back to spraying Mikey for fun then turns around once carlos had gotten rid of the food in the frig and turns it to cold and sprays him again right down his neck.
Carlos shireked. “Cold!” he exclaimed and he flailed his arms, trying to get Yondu away from him.
Mikey just laughed and grabbed a towel from a drawer.
“Don’t leave water on the floor,” Mr Ramon called to the group, but he was smiling as he sat and watched them.
Yondu grins as he squirts making Carlos dance and grins happily before pulling him into a hug and nuzzles the side of his head against Carlos’s purring lightly.
Carlos huffed at Yondu, but then grinned and hugged him back. “You freakin’ nut,” he murmured, rubbing his shoulders affectionately. “You’re lucky Dad has a dryer.”
“Actually,” Mr Ramon piped up, at the same time Mikey said “Um, well…” They both paused and looked at each other, but Mr Ramon just smiled and motioned for Mikey to continue.
“The dryer’s on the fritz,” Mikey said. “Neither Dad or I are able to fix it, but we were going to call Ralphie or somebody to come over.”
“You mean you wouldn’t let me fix it,” Mr Ramon said with a slight grin.
Yondu chuckles at the family before finishing the dishes and sets them in the drying rack. “Dryer does you no good anyway. Your hair is always a mess.”
“Oh, they’re talking about a clothing dryer, Yondu,” Carlos explained.
“If it were something small like a hair dryer I would have been able to fix it easy!” Mikey said.
“So fixing and mechanics is a family trait. Interesting. I’d love al of you on my crew….”
Mr Ramon chuckled. “I can do handy work – I’m not really a mechanic though,” he said. “I’m a chef.”
Mikey laughed. “Do they have video games in space?”
“They do, actually,” Carlos said with a grin.
Mikey looked surprised, but after thinking about it he shrugged and nodded, apparently figuring that of course they would.
“I can look at the dryer later after the dishes are done,” Carlos told his dad.
“No, no, you need to rest. You boys can hang your clothes in the bathroom for now so they can try to drip-dry. Make sure to turn the fan on so mold doesn’t start to grow.”
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