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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*he nods slightly* y-yeah, i guess.. *hic* .. Carlos i-i promise not to rob anymore stores…

*looks down at Max* You sure, buddy? YOu’re telling me the truth, right? *his voice is still soft, but it still demands honesty.*

y-yeah.. i’m sure… *he yawns and rubs his eyes* a promise is a promise…

I would love to see you keep it, Max. I think you should take some time to yourself now… you look tired.

i’m not tired.. i’m just… sad *he glances away, mumbling* i don’t want to be alone…

Why don’t you want to be alone, Max?

i don’t trust myself i just don’t…

Do you want me to sit in your tent with you? I do think a nap would do you some good. But if you’d rather not be alone, I can oblige you there as well. That is – if you’re okay with it. I know I’m not actually your dad, and I just realized how what I suggested sounds…

*he chuckles slightly and nods* thanks Carlos.. *he dries his eyes and gets up*

*Carlos stands up as well and brushes off his coat and legs. He then offers Max a hand to hold*

*he hesitates before taking Carlos’ hand and walking back to his tent, yawning ocasionally*

*Carlos is silent, not sure if Max wants to talk about anything else right then. They would go at Max’s pace.*

*he was quiet for awhile til they were almost at his tent, his voice still almost a whisper* do you remember the shadow people?

*he frowns. Yeah, he remembered.* Yeah, Max. Did… has something happened?

i think they decided they don’t like you anymore… *he stepped into his tent*

*Carlos was confused* They don’t like me… anymore? As in they had liked me before? Or did they just say they don’t like me?

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*he nods slightly* y-yeah, i guess.. *hic* .. Carlos i-i promise not to rob anymore stores…

*looks down at Max* You sure, buddy? YOu’re telling me the truth, right? *his voice is still soft, but it still demands honesty.*

y-yeah.. i’m sure… *he yawns and rubs his eyes* a promise is a promise…

I would love to see you keep it, Max. I think you should take some time to yourself now… you look tired.

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*confused Max sound???* okay, maybe you’re the one’s who drunk because that- *points to cup* is a sippy cup full of orange juice

*he holds back a chuckle* most have really sucked..

*gives him a look* Yeah, laugh it up, fuzz-head. Allergies are hilarious. I would have laughed, but I had a hard time breathing. *he smirks slightly, so it’s obvious he’s only teasing*

fuzz-head..? *he shakes his head slightly* can’t lie though, imagining someone you look up to being all teary and sneeze-y is kinda funny

You would have at least handed me a bottle of Claritin while you were laughing, right? *he’s still smiling* And yeah – you got all that hair on your head.

*he smiles slightly* yeah i guess .. and my hair is uncontrollible curly, there’s nothing that can be done about it… *he chuckles*

*chuckles as well and reaches down to ruffle his hair* A man after my own hair. But there is something that can be done – mousse is nice. Not the pudding, the other mousse. Not the hooved kind either.

*as Carlos ruffles his hair, he finds half a comb ? weird- Max tilts his head confusedly* ‘mousse’? what’s that?

*frowns at the comb and starts to play with the broken teeth* Well, it’s a sort of soft substance for your hair. It’s not hard like gel or hairspray though – it’s kind of like shaving cream, but lighter? It doesn’t froth when you rub it in your hands. It just… it’s a lighter alternative.

huh- oh there’s the other half of that comb- but the mouse sounds weird..

I’ll bring some from my camp next time so you can try it out. Also, use a brush rather than a comb. Or you’ll just break them.

*he nods and smiles* alright da- Carlos

*blinks at Max, and then smiles a little sheepishly* Yeah… Um… Hey, buddy – I’m still sorry about earlier. I’ll make it up to you, okay? What’s your favorite candy?

i don’t eat alot of candy cause makes me super hyper… but i like chocolate *he chuckles*

Oh – well, that’s great. Good for you. Would you prefer dark chocolate? Not as much sugar in it.

*he blinks* there are different types of chocolate?

Oh, my goodness. The urge to get a mixed pack and just let you try them one by one is strong… Yes, there’s different chocolates.

*he smiles widely, bouncing slightly* can we get a mixed pack? pleeeease?

Hm… Yeah, I guess so. I just won’t let you eat it all at once. I don’t wanna get you sick.

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*confused Max sound???* okay, maybe you’re the one’s who drunk because that- *points to cup* is a sippy cup full of orange juice

*he holds back a chuckle* most have really sucked..

*gives him a look* Yeah, laugh it up, fuzz-head. Allergies are hilarious. I would have laughed, but I had a hard time breathing. *he smirks slightly, so it’s obvious he’s only teasing*

fuzz-head..? *he shakes his head slightly* can’t lie though, imagining someone you look up to being all teary and sneeze-y is kinda funny

You would have at least handed me a bottle of Claritin while you were laughing, right? *he’s still smiling* And yeah – you got all that hair on your head.

*he smiles slightly* yeah i guess .. and my hair is uncontrollible curly, there’s nothing that can be done about it… *he chuckles*

*chuckles as well and reaches down to ruffle his hair* A man after my own hair. But there is something that can be done – mousse is nice. Not the pudding, the other mousse. Not the hooved kind either.

*as Carlos ruffles his hair, he finds half a comb ? weird- Max tilts his head confusedly* ‘mousse’? what’s that?

*frowns at the comb and starts to play with the broken teeth* Well, it’s a sort of soft substance for your hair. It’s not hard like gel or hairspray though – it’s kind of like shaving cream, but lighter? It doesn’t froth when you rub it in your hands. It just… it’s a lighter alternative.

huh- oh there’s the other half of that comb- but the mouse sounds weird..

I’ll bring some from my camp next time so you can try it out. Also, use a brush rather than a comb. Or you’ll just break them.

*he nods and smiles* alright da- Carlos

*blinks at Max, and then smiles a little sheepishly* Yeah… Um… Hey, buddy – I’m still sorry about earlier. I’ll make it up to you, okay? What’s your favorite candy?