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Yondu
smiles watching the scene as another came to the door rolling in a
wheel chair and pushed over to try and get to carlos as well. He just
stood in the shadows as they held on to each other sniffles audible from
the random words of the two. He didn’t want to ruin the reunion just
staying silent and patient.
Carlos was forced to move into the house a little bit so his
brother could get a hold of him. He felt a little disassociated at the moment.
It was so surreal to him – he was home. He was home!
After a while his Dad finally pulled away. There were tears
in his eyes and he was grinning at Carlos so widely. “Carlos – come inside!
Come inside!”
“Yeah… yeah, sure, Dad,” Carlos said. “Oh, um, I brought
someone…” He turned to look back at Yondu, who was standing just far away
enough for his skin color not to be seen.
Yondu looks up but kept hidden so as not to scare the two Terrans. “Hey….. “ Yondu nods to them when they turn to see him.
Mikey smiles and rolls back in the house. “Both if you can come in. Yondu follows them inside as they are ushered into the main room to talk. He didn’t remove his hood and kept his hands in his pockets after pulling the hood far enough over his face to hide. It didn’t take long for them to start asking him who he was and why he had his hood up in the rather warm home. He turned to carlos ducking his head when they tried to get a look at him.
Carlos looks at Yondu before looking at his family. “Um, Dad…
Mikey… I need you to keep an open mind… okay?”
Mikey was confused, but Mr Ramon was a tad worried. “I…
alright, son. But explain to us where you’ve been all this time.”
“I will, I will, promise,” Carlos told him. He took a
breath. “Dad, Mikey… this is Yondu Udonta. He’s… he’s an alien.” Carlos reached
to take Yondu’s arm, giving it a squeeze to prompt him to look up.
Yondu glanced around quickly to see if the blinds were all shut and that no one out side could see him then pulls down the hood looking at the two humans. “They won’t be able to understand me without communicators…” pulls out two.
Carlos looked to see what Yondu was holding and he nodded. “Oh,
right… duh.”
“What do you mean he’s an alien, Carlos?” Mr Ramon asked
slowly, obviously not entirely sure what was happening was real. “I had thought
all the aliens had left since what the Avengers did in New York.”
“They did,” Carlos said quickly. “Or, at least those ones did.”
“What did he just say to you?” Mikey asked. “What are those
he handed you?”
“They – they’re removable translators,” Carlos said. “He’s
speaking Kree right now, and of course people here don’t understand Kree.
Honestly I still don’t understand it…”
“Then how does he talk to you if you can’t understand it?”
Mr Ramon asked. “What do you mean ‘translators’ – what do they do?”
Carlos huffed. “Look, can – can we just all go sit down?” he
asked, feeling awkward and put on the spot. “I promise, I’ll start explaining
everything just… as soon as you guys meet Yondu, okay? Dad, here –let me just
put this on.”
Carlos gestured for his dad to come forward and though he
was a bit hesitant, the older man did step a bit closer. Carlos smiled at him
and carefully put the device in place, just in front of his ear. “Here, Mikey,”
Carlos said, doing the same for his brother who helpfully rolled closer to him.
Waves. “Names Yondu Udonta. Captain of the ravager crew of the eclector. Picked up her boy here on a shitty little colony ya fix up mah ship in exchange for a ride home. Now he’s home. Though I’d like ya keep him personally.”
“Oh my Goodness – you’re speaking Spanish!” Mr Ramon
exclaimed. “Why do you have a Chihuahuan accent?”
“Dad, I’m hearing English too,” Mikey said. “Wait… what did you
say about keeping Carlos?” he then asked, looking at Yondu.
“Hey, guys, come on… gimme a second and I’ll explain
everything,” Carlos said. He looked at his dad and noticed the cane he had. His
dad had a tight grip on it and he looked like he was trembling a bit. “Um, Dad?
Can we, uh… go and sit down maybe for this?”
Mr Ramon blinked at them. But then he realized that they
were indeed still in the front room. “Oh! Oh, yes, come on in you two! Yondu,
come in – make yourself at home.”
Carlos looked at Yondu with a slight smile. He reached to
gently grip his wrist and pull him in to follow.
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