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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he mumbles and chews on his hand again, looking out the window*

A: Oh – hey, Maxy, don’t do that! Don’t hurt your little hands, okay? *she gently takes his wrist to pull it away*

C: Sounds like he needs a pacifier too maybe… along with the mittens and the chew toy. Angie, what else do babies need?

A: Oh! Well, Mama gave everyone their own bibs with protection so that we wouldn’t get stains. And then she had those spinny things over our cribs and stuffed animals to be friends with. Though Gama ate mine and I’m still mad at him. *she frowns, remembering her toy* I miss her…

*he looked between Angie and Carlos as they spoke, not really understanding what they were saying, he yawns again, almost falling over this time*

A: Oh! Maxy, be careful! *she holds him closer*

C: *looks in the rear view mirror at the kids* Is he okay? Do you need me to pull over?

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

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he mumbles and chews on his hand again, looking out the window*

A: Oh – hey, Maxy, don’t do that! Don’t hurt your little hands, okay? *she gently takes his wrist to pull it away*

C: Sounds like he needs a pacifier too maybe… along with the mittens and the chew toy. Angie, what else do babies need?

A: Oh! Well, Mama gave everyone their own bibs with protection so that we wouldn’t get stains. And then she had those spinny things over our cribs and stuffed animals to be friends with. Though Gama ate mine and I’m still mad at him. *she frowns, remembering her toy* I miss her…

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Yondu
smiles at that and sits next to him. “Yes and no. The implant gives
signal but the will to make it sing and fly is from our hearts… our
drive…I haven’t gotten it to fly for a while….” whistles the arrow
flashing but doesn’t move and sighs.

Carlos felt his heart clench. “God… how long has this been going on? Have you had the implant checked? Maybe there’s a connection issue to your brain or your nerves or something…”

“It’s none of that it’s fine. Had it checked……. it’s….. it’s because I’m….. sad….. I guess you could say….upset…. depressed…… nothing to do about that but…. let it… run its course I guess..” sighs and flops backwards on the bed looking up at the ceiling.

Carlos looked at Yondu. “And carry a side-arm,” he said dryly. Carlos
sighed deeply. God… he didn’t want this. Carlos lay down next to
Yondu, but propped up on his elbow so he could look down at him. “I’m
sorry… maybe I shouldn’t have let it get this far. I had no idea that
that thing was connected to your emotions.” He sighed. “No wonder you
try to be so callus in front of the rest of the crew.”

Yondu looks at him nodding and sighs. “I’ll tell you something…. notveven my boys know…..not fully. My parents sold me as a baby to the kree slavers to spare them. No clue if they were or not don’t care. I was barley out of the pouch when I was put in chains and collar and branded. I was to be raised as a weapon. A battle slave for protection and most of all entertainment…… I was kept in a small cage when not being used compared to other centaurians I’m stunted if anything in the nexus books are accurate. I was stunted because one… I was a runt and two no proper nutrients……. when I whistled I killed my first master and as punishment they sawed off my fin. Thinking it would keep me from attacking again…… I killed 4 other masters…. teeth.. claws… bludgeon then I whistled again and I killed with a arrow….. it was erratic…. uncontrolled because my fin was gone…. the kree were interested…. I became a project for there scientists…. the cut and drilled into my brain creating a synthetic fin…. the recovery was escrucuating….but it worked…… what they didn’t count on was the dangerous weapon they unleashed with no kill switch. I killed everyone in that base. Every last one of them. And say there until the ravagers came… wanting a fun fight and supplies and all they found was me….”

Carlos just stared wide-eyed at Yondu. “Jesus… I had no idea,” he said softly. Without thinking Carlos curled in and put an arm around Yondu, giving him a side-ways hug as they lay there on the bed. “I’m so sorry, Yondu… that’s terrible…”

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“Hello there! Um…this is awkward. Have you seen a young boy runs across here? He’s small, poofy hair, wearing a blue hoodie?” David had knocked despite himself. He heard about a scientist researching the volcano near by but he never had the chance to actually swing by and say hello until now.

Carlos looked to the younger man with a concerned frown. “I have not,” he admitted. “But… do you need help looking for him? A kid shouldn’t be wandering around in the woods on his own.”

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he laughs and claps, looking over when the car pulls up, making random excided noises when he sees Carlos* papa! papa!

*Carlos blinks and scrunches his eyebrows in confusion as he
approaches.* Is he babbling? Has he been doing that the whole time?

A: No, Papa, he’s saying your name! Listen!

*it’s kinda a mix of both, Max smiles and reachs up at Carlos* papa! pap!

C: What? Oh my god… Oh my god, Max, you’re so smart! Say it again! Say ‘Papa’!

papa! *he giggles, clapping his little hands and babbling slightly*

A: He’s so cute!

C: He is! *he reaches and takes the baby from Angie.* Angie,
go hop in the car. But go in the back seat this time – babies can’t be in the
front seat.

A: Okay, papa! *she gets up and starts to go for the car.*

*he stops giggling when he sees Angie start leaving* an-gee..! *he clings to Carlos’ coat and yawns*

*Carlos follows her and stands by the door, waiting for her to get buckled in. He then leans down to hand Max to her.* Here you go – make sure to hold onto him. I’ll drive slowly.

A: Okay, papa. *she smiles and holds her arms out for Max*

*he yawns again and tiredly clings to Angie, making seemingly random noises*

*Carlos gets into the driver’s seat and then starts the car before pulling away from the camp.* How’s he doing back there?

A: He looks a little sleepy, papa.

*he whimpers slightly and looks out the window as Carlos drives off* ..?

A: Oh, Maxy, it’s okay! Papa’s driving us to the store to get you lots of cool stuff!

C: Like diapers! Those are a must, I suppose. I wonder if they have small packs instead of the massive boxes… I hope so.

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Carlos smiled. “Me too,” he said. “I was a Horned Serpent. I
didn’t do the partying bit so much though… Class clown, yes, but hardly any
parties.”

“You were the class clown? I can hardly imagine that, heh. I mean, you’re funny, yeah, but ya seem a little too shy to be makin’ jokes and shit in the middle’a class.”

“Well, I was!” Carlos countered with a grin. “But at that time I hadn’t been to college yet – the difference in schooling styles just really threw me through a loop, not to mention that now I usually work on my own with no one to laugh at my jokes – not even Alexa.”

“Quick, take my hand, it’s urgent!” (whispers-of-change)

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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She
nodded, not sure if she was entirely satisfied with his response. It
was more a worry that he didn’t understand how serious she was. But he
seemed sincere, and that was a conversation they could have later, once
they got to know each other better. He definitely didn’t need to know
that much about her yet. So she wouldn’t push the matter. “Okay. Good…”
she said quietly. “‘Cause, you- You know, it’s… good to communicate and
have boundaries.” She gave him a a soft smile, and took a sip of her
tea, eyes flickering down.

Carlos nodded again. “Absolutely,” he said. “If I’m doing something wrong, or whatever, don’t be afraid to tell me. I mean… I’m not going to go out of my way to see what I can get away with, but we all make mistakes and when I make one just let me know.” Because he was sure mistakes were going to happen. He hoped that assured her some at least.

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Yondu
smiles at that and sits next to him. “Yes and no. The implant gives
signal but the will to make it sing and fly is from our hearts… our
drive…I haven’t gotten it to fly for a while….” whistles the arrow
flashing but doesn’t move and sighs.

Carlos felt his heart clench. “God… how long has this been going on? Have you had the implant checked? Maybe there’s a connection issue to your brain or your nerves or something…”

“It’s none of that it’s fine. Had it checked……. it’s….. it’s because I’m….. sad….. I guess you could say….upset…. depressed…… nothing to do about that but…. let it… run its course I guess..” sighs and flops backwards on the bed looking up at the ceiling.

Carlos looked at Yondu. “And carry a side-arm,” he said dryly. Carlos
sighed deeply. God… he didn’t want this. Carlos lay down next to
Yondu, but propped up on his elbow so he could look down at him. “I’m
sorry… maybe I shouldn’t have let it get this far. I had no idea that
that thing was connected to your emotions.” He sighed. “No wonder you
try to be so callus in front of the rest of the crew.”

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

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Will it? Oh, that’s good to hear!

*he laughs and claps, looking over when the car pulls up, making random excided noises when he sees Carlos* papa! papa!

*Carlos blinks and scrunches his eyebrows in confusion as he
approaches.* Is he babbling? Has he been doing that the whole time?

A: No, Papa, he’s saying your name! Listen!

*it’s kinda a mix of both, Max smiles and reachs up at Carlos* papa! pap!

C: What? Oh my god… Oh my god, Max, you’re so smart! Say it again! Say ‘Papa’!

papa! *he giggles, clapping his little hands and babbling slightly*

A: He’s so cute!

C: He is! *he reaches and takes the baby from Angie.* Angie,
go hop in the car. But go in the back seat this time – babies can’t be in the
front seat.

A: Okay, papa! *she gets up and starts to go for the car.*

*he stops giggling when he sees Angie start leaving* an-gee..! *he clings to Carlos’ coat and yawns*

*Carlos follows her and stands by the door, waiting for her to get buckled in. He then leans down to hand Max to her.* Here you go – make sure to hold onto him. I’ll drive slowly.

A: Okay, papa. *she smiles and holds her arms out for Max*

*he yawns again and tiredly clings to Angie, making seemingly random noises*

*Carlos gets into the driver’s seat and then starts the car before pulling away from the camp.* How’s he doing back there?

A: He looks a little sleepy, papa.

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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*he shrugs* i could ask her sometime…. have you ever met anyone who could turn into an animal? like a werewolf?

Well, I have heard of a woman who turned into a lizard as a gift because of her donation to the local college. But… that’s about it, I think.

a lizard? *he tilted his head slightly and looked at Carlos* that’s weird.. well, i mean i guess it could be helpful though, drop something under the couch? just turn into a lizard and grab it! *he chuckles*

No, I mean… she’s a lizard forever. She’s actually at the police station now back home, sort of as a pet/evidence. She has a stick now though, so that’s cool.