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Starways to Hell

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“Yeah……
but you know….. some days I just… I think….. what Stakar said to me…..
how…. he said I did it for the money… that if it was from the goodness
of my heart I wouldn’t have taken the money…. I just…… was I just
greedy….. or….. not……. I just….. It’s hard….. …. hardest was being
abandoned…. again…… I.. was lost…. I still am…… you saw my ship… she’s
falling apart….. you look at the other ravager ships …. so different….
we don’t have enough jobs or credits to fix shit…..soon I’ll just be
captain of scrap metal…”

“You were UBER-ing kids across the Galaxy,” Carlos said. “It’d be foolish not to charge something with fuel and power to consider. I… I really find it hard to believe that this Stakar person wouldn’t understand that. As for greed… well, what can one expect from Ravagers? But Yondu, I know you – you would never hurt a child intentionally. This Ego person… he sounds highly manipulative and, obviously, has committed serial filicide.You can’t blame yourself for his intentions and actions.”

Frowns. “What’s a ubering? But… regardless…. that’s how Stakar dealt with it.” Looks at him and rolls a bit grabbing him to snuggle nuzzling into his neck.

Carlos made a noise, surprised by the sudden affection, but he put an arm around Yondu comfortingly. “I’m sorry… for everything that happened.” He started to rub Yondu’s back.

“I meant ‘taxiing’. Ubers… they’re a thing on Earth that are like taxis, but more flexible and convenient.”

hey d- Carlos, sense you already meet Darcy, do you wanna come to our wedding when we get married? *he smiles*

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I mean, I have to I guess. But I had no idea – you guys are just kids, aren’t you??

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huh… have you ever seen anyone turn into a zombie? do you think zombies could become real?

*frowns slightly* I’ve never seen that. And honestly… I’m not sure. Traditional Zombies, probably not. But… one could say that you are sort of a zombie… right?

….. oh yeah… life is weird

… Was that a joke?

chill science dude, the m!a will wear off tomorrow

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he sees something in the corner of his eye as he turns, but it vanishes*

*Carlos blinks and looks around, wondering if there was a deer or something that he’d seen*

A: How are you gonna get him a diaper, Papa? We’re not at the store yet.

C: Oh! Well, I’m going to do a makeshift one with some paper towels and one of these garbage bags. Ooh, get me my packet of tissues too, will you? I don’t want the towels to cause a rash. I just need something to hold until we get to the store and into the bathroom so he can wear a real diaper.

*Max begins giggling and clapping again, kicking his little legs before trying to roll over to crawl off somewhere*

C: Hey! Where you going, you stinker? You’re not done! *grabs the kid’s foot and pulls him back before tickling it to keep him happy.* Just hang on for a second, buddy – you’re almost clean! *he takes a bottle of water and wets one of the paper towels to finish off with. The water’s cold*

*he laughs loudly when Carlos starts to tickle him, but decides he does not like the cold water and starts getting fussy again, angrily kicking his tiny legs*

Oh! Oh, hey! Hey, hey, it’s okay Max! It’s okay, I’m just making sure you’re clean! You’re almost done, buddy – I promise!

*he continues fussing and kicking*

Max hold on just a second! *tries to wipe whenever he gets the chance* There! Done! *throws the towel in the open trash bag and starts to pat the baby’s belly – trying to distract him*

*he calms down abit, but looks upset, he.. tiny baby burp, okay, now he looks relaxed…*

*sighs and smiles at the baby* There you go… all done! Now let’s get something put together until we get to the store, okay? *he takes a fresh trash bag and starts to fashion it into some makeshift knickers. He then takes paper towels and starts to fold them up into pads to line the knickers with.* Angie? Gimme the tissues.

A: Here, daddy! *gives him his packet of tissues*

*Carlos takes them and covers the paper towels with them.* Okay, Max! Time to put this on!

*he giggles, reaching up at Carlos before rolling over and crawling away again*

A: *giggles* There he goes, Papa!

C: Ack! Max, c’mon! Gimme a break! *he leans forward and grabs the boy around his middle, picking him up and pulling him back within reach.* Almost done, I promise! *he starts to put the MacGyver-style diaper on as quickly as he can* Angie! Clips!

A: Here, Papa! *she starts handing them to him one by one as he clips the diaper so it doesn’t just fall away

*he laughs, grabbing Carlos’ hands when in reach and playing with the clips when their not* :D!

C: Hold on, Max, almost done. *thank goodness Max didn’t have the hand-strength to open the clips up himself* And there – done!

A: Yay!

*he coos softly, playing with one of the clips*

C: Okay, Angie, come back here and get in your seat so you can hold him. I’ll clean up and wipe my hands off and we can get underway.

A: Okay! *she crawls back to the back seat and buckles in. She then holds her arms out to Max.* C’mere, Maxy! Come get a hug!

hey d- Carlos, sense you already meet Darcy, do you wanna come to our wedding when we get married? *he smiles*

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I mean, I have to I guess. But I had no idea – you guys are just kids, aren’t you??

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huh… have you ever seen anyone turn into a zombie? do you think zombies could become real?

*frowns slightly* I’ve never seen that. And honestly… I’m not sure. Traditional Zombies, probably not. But… one could say that you are sort of a zombie… right?

chill science dude, the m!a will wear off tomorrow

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he sees something in the corner of his eye as he turns, but it vanishes*

*Carlos blinks and looks around, wondering if there was a deer or something that he’d seen*

A: How are you gonna get him a diaper, Papa? We’re not at the store yet.

C: Oh! Well, I’m going to do a makeshift one with some paper towels and one of these garbage bags. Ooh, get me my packet of tissues too, will you? I don’t want the towels to cause a rash. I just need something to hold until we get to the store and into the bathroom so he can wear a real diaper.

*Max begins giggling and clapping again, kicking his little legs before trying to roll over to crawl off somewhere*

C: Hey! Where you going, you stinker? You’re not done! *grabs the kid’s foot and pulls him back before tickling it to keep him happy.* Just hang on for a second, buddy – you’re almost clean! *he takes a bottle of water and wets one of the paper towels to finish off with. The water’s cold*

*he laughs loudly when Carlos starts to tickle him, but decides he does not like the cold water and starts getting fussy again, angrily kicking his tiny legs*

Oh! Oh, hey! Hey, hey, it’s okay Max! It’s okay, I’m just making sure you’re clean! You’re almost done, buddy – I promise!

*he continues fussing and kicking*

Max hold on just a second! *tries to wipe whenever he gets the chance* There! Done! *throws the towel in the open trash bag and starts to pat the baby’s belly – trying to distract him*

*he calms down abit, but looks upset, he.. tiny baby burp, okay, now he looks relaxed…*

*sighs and smiles at the baby* There you go… all done! Now let’s get something put together until we get to the store, okay? *he takes a fresh trash bag and starts to fashion it into some makeshift knickers. He then takes paper towels and starts to fold them up into pads to line the knickers with.* Angie? Gimme the tissues.

A: Here, daddy! *gives him his packet of tissues*

*Carlos takes them and covers the paper towels with them.* Okay, Max! Time to put this on!

*he giggles, reaching up at Carlos before rolling over and crawling away again*

A: *giggles* There he goes, Papa!

C: Ack! Max, c’mon! Gimme a break! *he leans forward and grabs the boy around his middle, picking him up and pulling him back within reach.* Almost done, I promise! *he starts to put the MacGyver-style diaper on as quickly as he can* Angie! Clips!

A: Here, Papa! *she starts handing them to him one by one as he clips the diaper so it doesn’t just fall away

*he laughs, grabbing Carlos’ hands when in reach and playing with the clips when their not* :D!

C: Hold on, Max, almost done. *thank goodness Max didn’t have the hand-strength to open the clips up himself* And there – done!

A: Yay!

hey d- Carlos, sense you already meet Darcy, do you wanna come to our wedding when we get married? *he smiles*

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I mean, I have to I guess. But I had no idea – you guys are just kids, aren’t you??

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wow..
the demons i know are way more chill then that… one’s actually kinda
nice once you get to know him! though.. he acts like a mom alot, so that
get annoying fast…

Oh really? Well, that’s nice to hear I suppose.

*he nods and looks out the window* but he can be an asshole at times..

Well… so can people. How would you say he’s an… what you said?

an asshole or mom? cause both kinda have the same answer actually… he just.. he babys me and it’s annoying! i’m ten, not four! *he crosses his arms*

So you think he’s…. annoying… because he’s ‘mom-ing’ you?

all the time, i can’t go one day without it! “Max, don’t forget to wash up” “Max, stop sitting like that” “Max, stop turning stuff to gold” ….

Uh… what was that last one?

‘stop turning stuff to gold’? yeah, he has this weird hand andif it touchs stuff, it turns to gold, i think he said it was a kings hand?? i don’t remember..

King Midas… the guy who wasn’t able to eat because of his golden touch and eventually accidentally turned his own daughter into gold. It’s… it’s not a real hand, is it? Like… mummified? Or is it an artifact?

he turned his daughter to gold? that must’ve sucked… it feels like a real hand.. but i guess there are fake hands that feel real… i’ll ask him when i see him again *he smiles*

Okay. *he wonders if he should tell someone about it – an item capable of nuclear transmutaion could be very dangerous. Maybe later when he gets more information* But anyway, it sounds like your demon friend just wants to look out for you.

yeah.. *he chuckles* at least he’s not as bad as the other one… and, i guess it is kinda nice having him look out for me *he thinks for a moment* .. hey Carlos, do you ever do experiments on on people?

*that was a strange turn of subject…* Only with their consent. And it’s never something that can do any lasting damage. Like, for instance, I’ll test something like if a certain mixture will alleviate a poison ivy rash, and for that I need a rash. But nothing heinous.

have you ever wanted to test something dangerous?

You mean have I really wanted to know what would happen? Yes. But actually do it? No.

hey d- Carlos, sense you already meet Darcy, do you wanna come to our wedding when we get married? *he smiles*

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I mean, I have to I guess. But I had no idea – you guys are just kids, aren’t you??

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wow..
the demons i know are way more chill then that… one’s actually kinda
nice once you get to know him! though.. he acts like a mom alot, so that
get annoying fast…

Oh really? Well, that’s nice to hear I suppose.

*he nods and looks out the window* but he can be an asshole at times..

Well… so can people. How would you say he’s an… what you said?

an asshole or mom? cause both kinda have the same answer actually… he just.. he babys me and it’s annoying! i’m ten, not four! *he crosses his arms*

So you think he’s…. annoying… because he’s ‘mom-ing’ you?

all the time, i can’t go one day without it! “Max, don’t forget to wash up” “Max, stop sitting like that” “Max, stop turning stuff to gold” ….

Uh… what was that last one?

‘stop turning stuff to gold’? yeah, he has this weird hand andif it touchs stuff, it turns to gold, i think he said it was a kings hand?? i don’t remember..

King Midas… the guy who wasn’t able to eat because of his golden touch and eventually accidentally turned his own daughter into gold. It’s… it’s not a real hand, is it? Like… mummified? Or is it an artifact?

he turned his daughter to gold? that must’ve sucked… it feels like a real hand.. but i guess there are fake hands that feel real… i’ll ask him when i see him again *he smiles*

Okay. *he wonders if he should tell someone about it – an item capable of nuclear transmutaion could be very dangerous. Maybe later when he gets more information* But anyway, it sounds like your demon friend just wants to look out for you.

yeah.. *he chuckles* at least he’s not as bad as the other one… and, i guess it is kinda nice having him look out for me *he thinks for a moment* .. hey Carlos, do you ever do experiments on on people?

*that was a strange turn of subject…* Only with their consent. And it’s never something that can do any lasting damage. Like, for instance, I’ll test something like if a certain mixture will alleviate a poison ivy rash, and for that I need a rash. But nothing heinous.

chill science dude, the m!a will wear off tomorrow

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he sees something in the corner of his eye as he turns, but it vanishes*

*Carlos blinks and looks around, wondering if there was a deer or something that he’d seen*

A: How are you gonna get him a diaper, Papa? We’re not at the store yet.

C: Oh! Well, I’m going to do a makeshift one with some paper towels and one of these garbage bags. Ooh, get me my packet of tissues too, will you? I don’t want the towels to cause a rash. I just need something to hold until we get to the store and into the bathroom so he can wear a real diaper.

*Max begins giggling and clapping again, kicking his little legs before trying to roll over to crawl off somewhere*

C: Hey! Where you going, you stinker? You’re not done! *grabs the kid’s foot and pulls him back before tickling it to keep him happy.* Just hang on for a second, buddy – you’re almost clean! *he takes a bottle of water and wets one of the paper towels to finish off with. The water’s cold*

*he laughs loudly when Carlos starts to tickle him, but decides he does not like the cold water and starts getting fussy again, angrily kicking his tiny legs*

Oh! Oh, hey! Hey, hey, it’s okay Max! It’s okay, I’m just making sure you’re clean! You’re almost done, buddy – I promise!

*he continues fussing and kicking*

Max hold on just a second! *tries to wipe whenever he gets the chance* There! Done! *throws the towel in the open trash bag and starts to pat the baby’s belly – trying to distract him*

*he calms down abit, but looks upset, he.. tiny baby burp, okay, now he looks relaxed…*

*sighs and smiles at the baby* There you go… all done! Now let’s get something put together until we get to the store, okay? *he takes a fresh trash bag and starts to fashion it into some makeshift knickers. He then takes paper towels and starts to fold them up into pads to line the knickers with.* Angie? Gimme the tissues.

A: Here, daddy! *gives him his packet of tissues*

*Carlos takes them and covers the paper towels with them.* Okay, Max! Time to put this on!

*he giggles, reaching up at Carlos before rolling over and crawling away again*

A: *giggles* There he goes, Papa!

C: Ack! Max, c’mon! Gimme a break! *he leans forward and grabs the boy around his middle, picking him up and pulling him back within reach.* Almost done, I promise! *he starts to put the MacGyver-style diaper on as quickly as he can* Angie! Clips!

A: Here, Papa! *she starts handing them to him one by one as he clips the diaper so it doesn’t just fall away

hey d- Carlos, sense you already meet Darcy, do you wanna come to our wedding when we get married? *he smiles*

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I mean, I have to I guess. But I had no idea – you guys are just kids, aren’t you??

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wow..
the demons i know are way more chill then that… one’s actually kinda
nice once you get to know him! though.. he acts like a mom alot, so that
get annoying fast…

Oh really? Well, that’s nice to hear I suppose.

*he nods and looks out the window* but he can be an asshole at times..

Well… so can people. How would you say he’s an… what you said?

an asshole or mom? cause both kinda have the same answer actually… he just.. he babys me and it’s annoying! i’m ten, not four! *he crosses his arms*

So you think he’s…. annoying… because he’s ‘mom-ing’ you?

all the time, i can’t go one day without it! “Max, don’t forget to wash up” “Max, stop sitting like that” “Max, stop turning stuff to gold” ….

Uh… what was that last one?

‘stop turning stuff to gold’? yeah, he has this weird hand andif it touchs stuff, it turns to gold, i think he said it was a kings hand?? i don’t remember..

King Midas… the guy who wasn’t able to eat because of his golden touch and eventually accidentally turned his own daughter into gold. It’s… it’s not a real hand, is it? Like… mummified? Or is it an artifact?

he turned his daughter to gold? that must’ve sucked… it feels like a real hand.. but i guess there are fake hands that feel real… i’ll ask him when i see him again *he smiles*

Okay. *he wonders if he should tell someone about it – an item capable of nuclear transmutaion could be very dangerous. Maybe later when he gets more information* But anyway, it sounds like your demon friend just wants to look out for you.

chill science dude, the m!a will wear off tomorrow

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he sees something in the corner of his eye as he turns, but it vanishes*

*Carlos blinks and looks around, wondering if there was a deer or something that he’d seen*

A: How are you gonna get him a diaper, Papa? We’re not at the store yet.

C: Oh! Well, I’m going to do a makeshift one with some paper towels and one of these garbage bags. Ooh, get me my packet of tissues too, will you? I don’t want the towels to cause a rash. I just need something to hold until we get to the store and into the bathroom so he can wear a real diaper.

*Max begins giggling and clapping again, kicking his little legs before trying to roll over to crawl off somewhere*

C: Hey! Where you going, you stinker? You’re not done! *grabs the kid’s foot and pulls him back before tickling it to keep him happy.* Just hang on for a second, buddy – you’re almost clean! *he takes a bottle of water and wets one of the paper towels to finish off with. The water’s cold*

*he laughs loudly when Carlos starts to tickle him, but decides he does not like the cold water and starts getting fussy again, angrily kicking his tiny legs*

Oh! Oh, hey! Hey, hey, it’s okay Max! It’s okay, I’m just making sure you’re clean! You’re almost done, buddy – I promise!

*he continues fussing and kicking*

Max hold on just a second! *tries to wipe whenever he gets the chance* There! Done! *throws the towel in the open trash bag and starts to pat the baby’s belly – trying to distract him*

*he calms down abit, but looks upset, he.. tiny baby burp, okay, now he looks relaxed…*

*sighs and smiles at the baby* There you go… all done! Now let’s get something put together until we get to the store, okay? *he takes a fresh trash bag and starts to fashion it into some makeshift knickers. He then takes paper towels and starts to fold them up into pads to line the knickers with.* Angie? Gimme the tissues.

A: Here, daddy! *gives him his packet of tissues*

*Carlos takes them and covers the paper towels with them.* Okay, Max! Time to put this on!