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Starways to Hell

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He
sighs as he lands. “Well…. you’ll go home… see your parents……. and…….
enjoy life I guess…… I did my part of the promise…. your home…”

Carlos blinked at him. “That’s… that’s it?” he asked. “But…
I told you I wanted you to meet my family. We were gonna shop for treats for
the crew. And I even invited you to dinner.”

Sighs. “Carlos…. I’m a blue alien on non space faring planet. ….. I…….. I prolonged bringing you back…. I’d selfishly hoped you’d say fuck all to terra and… stay…….but…. to keep you from your family… is not right….. I… Terra’s to fat off any navigation I go by…. you’ll hardly ever see me…..”

Carlos frowned. “But… my Dad would want to meet the guy who
brought me back. Are you just going to try to forget about me, Yondu?” That
wasn’t what he wanted. Not what he wanted at all. He’d been trying to think of
ways to get Yondu through the neighborhood to go to his house.

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… *he quickly dries his eyes and smiles* t-thanks Carlos

*smiles slightly* You’re welcome, kiddo. Just let me know
what you need, okay?

*he nods, glancing around the tent*  honestly.. i don’t even know what i need…

Okay, Max. Well… we’ll start out with the shadow people for
now. Don’t follow them, okay? Don’t do what they tell you. We need to learn
about them first. Unfortunately… I can’t see them. So I need your help, Max.

//Is Camp Camp AU Carlos turning into Mia and adopting all the Maxs or something? xD

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((i don’t know! I wonder if he’s the only adult character around and the kids are just drawn to him XD

(( Carlos is dad material; can confirm

((he is Dad material. But being a continuous dad? He can’t do it by himself.

He’s like a pseudo-dad. He’s the guy people look up to without actually living with him.

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“Tripplesix
killed him in an attempt to get me to become a god.” said arsenic, in a
voice that sounded like raindrops, and the absence of a beloved pet.

Carlos’ face fell immediately, and he felt a twinge of fear
in him. The other him was dead. That was… scary. And unsettling.

“Is… there a chance that this Tripplesix is… still active
and dangerous enough to hurt me?” he asked carefully.

Starways to Hell

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Half laughs a bit. “I.. lo.. lo look forward ta it.”

Yondu ingnores them checking his console. He had to admit those
springs were a great place. He felt like a billion credits. Defiantly
due a repeat. “Hey Carlos. We got 2 jumps then we’ll be on terra. Lookit
the map and see if ya can pinpoint yer folks place.”

Carlos looked at Yondu from his seat. “Oh, sure,” he said
and headed for Navigation. Kraglin pulled up scans of Earth for Carlos and
stepped aside for him to zoom into the location.

“There’s a forest close by my dad’s house,” Carlos told
Yondu. “I don’t know if you have an M-ship capable of cloaking, but I think
that’s the best place for an LZ.” He tried to keep his voice even, trying to
contain the butterflies of excitement that were currently making him feel a
little sick.

“Yeah. We can take my warbird…. used that when I picked up petey. Krags. When I’m down there your in charge. Tullk back him up…. everyone strap in. About to do the jumps.”

Carlos looked back toward his chair, but Kraglin grabbed his
shoulders and forced him down to sit into the Navigation chair. The First-Mate then
went to sit in Carlos’ chair – just until the jumps were over. Kraglin looked
to Yondu and nodded.

Yondu smiles nodding flashing The whole ships alarms for a jump and they all feel the lurch and pull as they shoot off half doing his trade mark wheeeee as they shoot off.

Shortly they appeared in the sol galaxy space the ship was in cloak mode as it made its decent closer to terra. “There ya are carlos. Yer home. Halfnut lock in on the location and bring us close. We’re taking the warbird. Carlos. Common.”

Carlos looked at Yondu. “Hold on, just a sec,” he said as he
finished locating the forest near his Dad’s house. He selected it for Half-nut
before getting up to go follow Yondu.

“Remember, this is an under-developed planet,” Kraglin
announced to the bridge. “Keep us out of sight of their satellites.”

Half waves. “W..we. Done it before. No..no..nothing new ya us.”

Yondu waits for him before walking with him to the hangar and into his ship strangely silent the whole time even as they flew and landed in the forest clearing still in stealth mode making the ship appear invisible.

Carlos sat in the seat next to Yondu. He was nervous. Would
there be police who would want to talk to him? Would his Dad still be at his
house?

“How… how do you wanna do this?” Carlos asked Yondu
carefully.

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*he
nods slightly, glancing away* if i keep my old secrets, does it count
as lying? like the on going lies that i’ve been keeping?

Old secrets? Like, the ones that don’t matter anymore and
can’t hurt anyone? You don’t have to keep those. *sighs* But, I mean… if you
are trying to protect someone, then that’s fine. *he blinks* Actually – no,
wait. If you have a problem, you tell an adult, okay? If you’re being asked to
keep  secrets, you tell an adult you
trust. It’s not your job to try to protect people – even if that person is the
adult you trust, okay? You’re a kid…

I’m sorry, I don’t mean to confuse you.

*he frowns and looks out of the tent* thinking about everything… the lies, the lives, the loves… it makes my chest hurt… does your chest ever hurt like that? where it just feels like a black hole slowly eating you up till there’s nothing left inside, but you can’t tell anyone cause you’re scared if what they’ll think, so you don’t tell anyone but it just gets worse and worse and͈̟͔̭̳ ̺̞̖̳̫w̭͙o̘̮ṟ̮̟͖͎s̲͔e͍̤͚͎̦͖ *he hugs himself, letting out a shakey breath*

*frowns deeply* Take a breath, Max. It’s okay. I understand…That’s the worst feeling. But Max, if you
don’t feel good you should tell someone that you trust. Maybe your camp
counselor – ‘counselor’ is in their job descriptions, after all.

but i don’t know any of the camp counselors let alone trust them! i mean, aside from Jen, Daniel, and you, i don’t really know any adults! *his breathing quickens * and it’s hard to trust people when at least half the people you talk too have

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i̻̤ ̦̼̘͍ͅm̬̖̰e͔͍͔̗͔̥̦̭a̭̟͖̠̯n̰̹̰̣̜̞ ̭h̺̺̣̟̘o̬͈w͙͓̗ ̣̰̺̩̦̺͇d͍͎͙͔̪͉̬o̱͎̦͚̫̝ ̱̹̦y̞̯͇̝̞̞͍̻͔o͈̭͍̻̫̩̣̟̮u̩͇͙ ͙̟d̺͚̬̹̰̫͉͚e͔̖̪͍̪̦̩̹a̩͓l̹̝̳̥͉̼̭ ͈̮̰̜̥ͅw̱̰̫̫i̘͉̪͙͎̜ṯ̗̱̝̣̖͙ͅh̦̗͖̞ ̣̮̯̳͚͖͓s̭̳o͎̬͙̯͈ͅm̮̰̗͍͔e̟̲̯͔t̻͈͉h͈̪͎̜̱̫̗i͈̮̺ṇ̳͔̙̙̫̳ͅg̗̝̹͚ ̗̦̰̜̼͙̣͍l̹̩͉̯̮̭̜i̲̰k̰̹̖̯̼̭͕͍e̺ ͈͓̮͓͖̩͕͖̼t̮̻̟͇͔̫ͅh̭̹̲̣̬̹̦a͙̱ṯ̻?̫͔͈͉̮̮̯!̠̩͎ 

I – Max, Max, it’s okay! Calm down, buddy. *he kneels down*
Max, it’s okay. No, I’m not going to say I understand about people trying to
kill me or anything – I don’t know how to deal with that Max, I’m sorry… But I
wanna help you, buddy. With the shadow people, with everything.

r-..really? *tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he started to tremble again* b-but what if.. what if i can’t be helped?

You won’t know until we try. And I want to try, buddy. I really do.

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A creature walks up to you. They are 8 feet tall, and have the base body of an anthro skeletal cat. The little white dots in there eyes are the shape of gears, and they have skeletal bat wings protruding from there back. They are wearing a blue hoodie and black shorts with white stripes on the sides of the pant legs, the gap in between the two articles of clothing showing quite a lot of spine, and they are also wearing pink bedroom slippers, witch there toe claws (they also have some claws on the end of there fingers) poke through. They have horns that curve and hug the side of there head, witch come out from behind silver furred cat ears. They also have a long tail with a poof of silver fur on the end. “Howdy,” they say “im arsenic dreemur, fusion of the two beings known as wildheart and horns, and i need your help.”

Carlos looked up at the being. To his credit he only felt a little bit like he was about to wet his
pants in fear. But one didn’t live in Night Vale very long if they didn’t learn
how to shake those sort of feelings off.

“Um… Okay?” he asked. “I’m pretty sure arsenic is a poison
that tastes like almonds. Though I’ve never had almonds, so I don’t know. Um…
what is it that you need help with… friend?”

((Woops, wrong blog on first rebolg))

“You see,” arsenic said “the memorys of my friends and family were locked away by my asshole cousin, tripplesix the trickster goddess, and i need someone to help me take away her godhood so i can get there memorys back. I figured that i would ask for help from the nearest alternate version of someone i know, so it would be easier to get along. Sorry for being creepy.”

“Alternate version?” Carlos asked, confused. He couldn’t
imagine an alternate-universe version of himself doing something other than
science. “You’re okay, I promise. I’m just surprised, is all. So… are we, like,
friends in another universe? Is that how this is?”

“If you want to get into technicaltys,” arsenic said “its a bunch of universes that have fused into one, but, basicaly, yeah.”

Arsenic didnt really want to explain further. There life was a chaotic mess of adeventures and enemys.

“Oh, a Multiverse?” Carlos asked. “Now that’s absolutely
fascinating.” He shook his head. “Sorry – I don’t know if the other me is like
this, but I’m a scientist. What… what happened to the other me that you can’t
ask him to help, however?”