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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.

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Yondu
hums. “Yes and no. I have a soft spot for cute things and people if
call family. Halfnut and Tullk have been with me for quite a while. Same
as Oblo. He’s loyal as hell. Dumb as a rock but loyal.”

Carlos chuckled softly. “Really? Oblo? I guess that explains
why he’s here. No offense meant, but he is the sort who needs someone looking
after him, especially in this line of work I think.”

“He’s good people…. listens. So long as he gets paid and no one hurts who he cares about or makes fun of his low iq he’s good. May even share those sugar dusted cookies he loves so much. Spends all his extra credits on those things at every damn port…”

“Awe, that’s cute,” Carlos said with a smile. “Uh, don’t
tell him I said that either. I don’t want the guys picking on him more… or me,
for that matter.”

“Yeah.. he’s pink.. like pink pink… so the Harrass him about it… he goes to his group of good people and the others leave him alone. He likes you because your nice to him. And…” hears a yelling fight go on down bellow and sees some crew fighting with Tullk. Another fighting half who was doing a puss poor attempt to fight back.

Carlos turned to look down as well, trying to accidentally
catch a glimpse of Yondu’s ass (while Yondu might have been okay with it,
Carlos wasn’t quite ready for it).

“Oh my god… what’s going on now?” he asked, mild distress in
his voice. This was supposed to be a nice mini vacation, not a rumble.

Yondu growls agreeing and stands not at all bothered by his nudity and gives Carlos a nice full moon as he whistles killing the crew attacking Tullk and half who sputters as he surfaces coughing. “The fuck is going on here?!!!!”

Carlos yelped softly and put a hand up to shield his line of
vision. He looked down into the water he was sitting in, waiting until Yondu
either left to deal with the mess himself or sorted it out and sat back down.

“Just changin’ some opinions, Captain!” Tullk shouted out. “Respectfully
speakin’!”

“Uhh Huh… well settle down now! Go back to yer soaking. I’m trying to flarking relax. Anyone else wanna join those idiots go a head I’ll whistle. Dump those bodies over the cliffs and go back to your vacation!” Settles back down and looks to carlos and grins. “My ass can’t be that ugly.” Teases and pulls him into a kiss.

Halfnut coughs as oblo drags the bodies away and look to Tullk.

Carlos made a small noise, but didn’t respond to Yondu’s
comment. “You’ve been carving down the crew quite a bit,” he told the blue man.
“I mean lately…”

Tullk went to Half-nut’s side and pulled him in close for a
hug. He then started to look over him. “You okay, boy-o?”

Yondu looks to carlos then whispers. “We’re going through a revamp of the crew…. we’re finding g ones that are trouble and getting rid of them. Those idiots though funny to attack in broad daylight…. don’t worry about it. We’ll be a good loyal crew soon enough..”

Half clings to him coughing a bit and nods shaking his head of water and just floats against him and smiles. “To be honest… I feel pretty good.” Snuggles up against his mate.

Carlos frowned slightly, but nodded. “I hope it’s soon,” he
said. “I’m… not really fond of constant visits from the Grim Reaper, you know?”
He then added, “I mean, you know, the person that takes dead people to the
afterlife and stuff. Sorry… I don’t know if you guys have an equivalent.”

Tullk just spat into the water and held Half-nut close. “Rest
up… let the water relax you, Jamie.”

“We do kind of….but no worries… the purge is almost done.”

Peter looks at tullk and halfnut biting his lip and lookscdown guiltily.

Carlos snorted softly. “That sounds like a terrible
holo-film,” he said.

Kraglin was nearby, inspecting his dirty fingernails. He
noticed Peter moving out of the corner of his eye and so he looked at the boy
with a frown. “What’re you makin’ that face for?” he asked.

Yondu grins and kisses him then tosses the orb up to take pictures.

“…. it was my fault….. what happened to Jamie……. “

Kraglin frowned deeper. “What you talkin’ about?” he asked. “Y’know
someone’s out to hurt Yondu. It ain’t you’re fault, Pete.”

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Yondu
hums. “Yes and no. I have a soft spot for cute things and people if
call family. Halfnut and Tullk have been with me for quite a while. Same
as Oblo. He’s loyal as hell. Dumb as a rock but loyal.”

Carlos chuckled softly. “Really? Oblo? I guess that explains
why he’s here. No offense meant, but he is the sort who needs someone looking
after him, especially in this line of work I think.”

“He’s good people…. listens. So long as he gets paid and no one hurts who he cares about or makes fun of his low iq he’s good. May even share those sugar dusted cookies he loves so much. Spends all his extra credits on those things at every damn port…”

“Awe, that’s cute,” Carlos said with a smile. “Uh, don’t
tell him I said that either. I don’t want the guys picking on him more… or me,
for that matter.”

“Yeah.. he’s pink.. like pink pink… so the Harrass him about it… he goes to his group of good people and the others leave him alone. He likes you because your nice to him. And…” hears a yelling fight go on down bellow and sees some crew fighting with Tullk. Another fighting half who was doing a puss poor attempt to fight back.

Carlos turned to look down as well, trying to accidentally
catch a glimpse of Yondu’s ass (while Yondu might have been okay with it,
Carlos wasn’t quite ready for it).

“Oh my god… what’s going on now?” he asked, mild distress in
his voice. This was supposed to be a nice mini vacation, not a rumble.

Yondu growls agreeing and stands not at all bothered by his nudity and gives Carlos a nice full moon as he whistles killing the crew attacking Tullk and half who sputters as he surfaces coughing. “The fuck is going on here?!!!!”

Carlos yelped softly and put a hand up to shield his line of
vision. He looked down into the water he was sitting in, waiting until Yondu
either left to deal with the mess himself or sorted it out and sat back down.

“Just changin’ some opinions, Captain!” Tullk shouted out. “Respectfully
speakin’!”

“Uhh Huh… well settle down now! Go back to yer soaking. I’m trying to flarking relax. Anyone else wanna join those idiots go a head I’ll whistle. Dump those bodies over the cliffs and go back to your vacation!” Settles back down and looks to carlos and grins. “My ass can’t be that ugly.” Teases and pulls him into a kiss.

Halfnut coughs as oblo drags the bodies away and look to Tullk.

Carlos made a small noise, but didn’t respond to Yondu’s
comment. “You’ve been carving down the crew quite a bit,” he told the blue man.
“I mean lately…”

Tullk went to Half-nut’s side and pulled him in close for a
hug. He then started to look over him. “You okay, boy-o?”

Yondu looks to carlos then whispers. “We’re going through a revamp of the crew…. we’re finding g ones that are trouble and getting rid of them. Those idiots though funny to attack in broad daylight…. don’t worry about it. We’ll be a good loyal crew soon enough..”

Half clings to him coughing a bit and nods shaking his head of water and just floats against him and smiles. “To be honest… I feel pretty good.” Snuggles up against his mate.

Carlos frowned slightly, but nodded. “I hope it’s soon,” he
said. “I’m… not really fond of constant visits from the Grim Reaper, you know?”
He then added, “I mean, you know, the person that takes dead people to the
afterlife and stuff. Sorry… I don’t know if you guys have an equivalent.”

Tullk just spat into the water and held Half-nut close. “Rest
up… let the water relax you, Jamie.”

“We do kind of….but no worries… the purge is almost done.”

Peter looks at tullk and halfnut biting his lip and lookscdown guiltily.

Carlos snorted softly. “That sounds like a terrible
holo-film,” he said.

Kraglin was nearby, inspecting his dirty fingernails. He
noticed Peter moving out of the corner of his eye and so he looked at the boy
with a frown. “What’re you makin’ that face for?” he asked.

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“Yeah… it’s probrobly why I took in peter a bit…. no mate and this genetic urge to… pouch something you know……”

Carlos hummed softly and nodded. He leaned his head down
onto Yondu’s shoulder and just lay there, giving what comfort he thought he
could.

Pulls him close and kisses his head nuzzling at him then yelps as he hears a scream and then Kraglin belly flops into the spring with a splash from above. Peter was laughing his ass off from ontop of a high cliff.

Carlos jumped in shock and looked up at Peter, watching the
boy just lose it.

Kraglin started to emerge from the spring, a bluish blush
all across his front from the impact of the water. He looked like a wet cat the
way he stood up, and he actually growled as he snapped his head up to glare at
Peter.

“Pete – I’m gettin’
you for that, you Terran brat!!”

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“Yeah…
and your staying away from them…. I have others I hate I can fling to
the void…. half should not have been there…… could have been killed…”

Carlos looked at Yondu, a little confused. “But… that’s what
you brought me on the ship for. Engineering and maitenence… right? That’s what
I do.” Though thinking about being in space… in the void… if he had his music
playing in the space suit and he didn’t look out, he supposed he’d be alright.

“….. only if you have a partner or me there… just in case…… and only someone from my inner circle..”

A partner would be a good idea, now that Carlos thought
about it. Someone to help distract from the utter nothingness around them. “I…
would actually welcome that,” Carlos said. “Yeah. Sure – train me on the space
suits and we can see what we can do about the hull.” He offered Yondu a little
smile, that he hoped was encouraging.

This was honestly a scary-as-shit idea, but it was something
that needed to be done – preferably by someone who knew engineering, like him.

“Aliright. Over the course of the next few weeks I’ll teach ya.”

Over those weeks they had been to dozens of planets and stations. Each one a little date yo du would take Carlos on. The crew was smaller after a large purge after another attempt from a group of crew members.

Half but was deathly ill. The void has done his damage and his body needed to heal.

Carlos thought he might be getting close to being ready to
fix the hull. He’d been going over schematics of the area that needed fixing
and thought he knew what was needed.

However, Carlos didn’t really sleep very well. Trying to
sleep in a shared room was sort of like his first weeks in space – he just
couldn’t do it. He was trying not to let it show though.

“How’s Half-nut doing?” Carlos asked Yondu one day at
breakfast. Kraglin just looked over at him, but didn’t say anything as he
continued to eat.

“Getting worse… getting better…. back and forth…. tullks been taking care of him night and day. We all know this could be a losing battle….”

Carlos frowned at that. “Damn… I’m sorry,” he said softly.

“What’re you sorry for?” Kraglin asked.

Carlos just frowned. “For… asking, I suppose.”

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“Yeah…
and your staying away from them…. I have others I hate I can fling to
the void…. half should not have been there…… could have been killed…”

Carlos looked at Yondu, a little confused. “But… that’s what
you brought me on the ship for. Engineering and maitenence… right? That’s what
I do.” Though thinking about being in space… in the void… if he had his music
playing in the space suit and he didn’t look out, he supposed he’d be alright.

“….. only if you have a partner or me there… just in case…… and only someone from my inner circle..”

A partner would be a good idea, now that Carlos thought
about it. Someone to help distract from the utter nothingness around them. “I…
would actually welcome that,” Carlos said. “Yeah. Sure – train me on the space
suits and we can see what we can do about the hull.” He offered Yondu a little
smile, that he hoped was encouraging.

This was honestly a scary-as-shit idea, but it was something
that needed to be done – preferably by someone who knew engineering, like him.

“Aliright. Over the course of the next few weeks I’ll teach ya.”

Over those weeks they had been to dozens of planets and stations. Each one a little date yo du would take Carlos on. The crew was smaller after a large purge after another attempt from a group of crew members.

Half but was deathly ill. The void has done his damage and his body needed to heal.

Carlos thought he might be getting close to being ready to
fix the hull. He’d been going over schematics of the area that needed fixing
and thought he knew what was needed.

However, Carlos didn’t really sleep very well. Trying to
sleep in a shared room was sort of like his first weeks in space – he just
couldn’t do it. He was trying not to let it show though.

“How’s Half-nut doing?” Carlos asked Yondu one day at
breakfast. Kraglin just looked over at him, but didn’t say anything as he
continued to eat.

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Looks at him and snuggles up against his chest holding onto him. “I’ll think about it…. love you Kraglin…bro.”

Kraglin wrapped his other arm around Peter and
held him close. Later Yondu might laugh at him and take a picture of the two of
them sitting together like this, but right now Kraglin didn’t care. He just
wanted peter to feel wanted and… loved.

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“And what if he succeeds? You’ll end up with another daddy.”

Kraglin pulled a face and glared at Peter. “No,
I won’t!” he hissed. He grunted and took a moment to calm down. “Yondu… will
just have a boyfriend. He don’t mean nothin’ to me.”

Looks at him and frowns a bit. “You hate family huh…… bet you hate me too….. kinda….. I’ve always wanted a family……. “

Kraglin looked at peter again, shocked. “What?
Pete, no, that… that ain’t what I meant. I like bein’ ‘round an’ close-like
with you an’ Yondu. Pete, you got
a family. It ain’t a conventional one, but we’re family anyhow.

“It’s just… I ain’t Ramon’s biggest fan. Iffin’ Yondu wanna
bang uglies with him, that’s fine. I ain’t calling him ‘daddy’ though.”

Peter looks at Kraglin and leans against him. “If he goes….. I might go with him… back to earth… terra…… “

Kraglin looked at him, frowning. “What do ya
mean?” he asked. “Why would you go? Y’said you ain’t got family on Earth
anymore… Y’don’t know who your daddy is so you can’t go find him.”

Quill looks at him and sighs. “Because it’s safe…… andcwho knows… maybe Carlos will let me tag along…”

“But y’got family here, Pete,” Kraglin said. “An’
Youndu – he’s gonna overhaul the crew an’ keep the ones who’ll treat ya right.
You ain’t gotta go, Pete – we’ll fix things.”

“Fixed until the next hibernation…. and no one can stop them..”

“Our hibernations ain’t synchronized,” Kraglin
said. “An’… I hate to say this Pete, but when since this has happened once…. I
ain’t about to let it happen again. Now that I know some folks ain’t above
assaultin’ someone who ain’t normal crew.” Kraglin shifted and put an arm
around Peter, pulling him in. “C’mon, Pete… just think about it.”

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“And what if he succeeds? You’ll end up with another daddy.”

Kraglin pulled a face and glared at Peter. “No,
I won’t!” he hissed. He grunted and took a moment to calm down. “Yondu… will
just have a boyfriend. He don’t mean nothin’ to me.”

Looks at him and frowns a bit. “You hate family huh…… bet you hate me too….. kinda….. I’ve always wanted a family……. “

Kraglin looked at peter again, shocked. “What?
Pete, no, that… that ain’t what I meant. I like bein’ ‘round an’ close-like
with you an’ Yondu. Pete, you got
a family. It ain’t a conventional one, but we’re family anyhow.

“It’s just… I ain’t Ramon’s biggest fan. Iffin’ Yondu wanna
bang uglies with him, that’s fine. I ain’t calling him ‘daddy’ though.”

Peter looks at Kraglin and leans against him. “If he goes….. I might go with him… back to earth… terra…… “

Kraglin looked at him, frowning. “What do ya
mean?” he asked. “Why would you go? Y’said you ain’t got family on Earth
anymore… Y’don’t know who your daddy is so you can’t go find him.”

Quill looks at him and sighs. “Because it’s safe…… andcwho knows… maybe Carlos will let me tag along…”

“But y’got family here, Pete,” Kraglin said. “An’
Youndu – he’s gonna overhaul the crew an’ keep the ones who’ll treat ya right.
You ain’t gotta go, Pete – we’ll fix things.”

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“And what if he succeeds? You’ll end up with another daddy.”

Kraglin pulled a face and glared at Peter. “No,
I won’t!” he hissed. He grunted and took a moment to calm down. “Yondu… will
just have a boyfriend. He don’t mean nothin’ to me.”

Looks at him and frowns a bit. “You hate family huh…… bet you hate me too….. kinda….. I’ve always wanted a family……. “

Kraglin looked at peter again, shocked. “What?
Pete, no, that… that ain’t what I meant. I like bein’ ‘round an’ close-like
with you an’ Yondu. Pete, you got
a family. It ain’t a conventional one, but we’re family anyhow.

“It’s just… I ain’t Ramon’s biggest fan. Iffin’ Yondu wanna
bang uglies with him, that’s fine. I ain’t calling him ‘daddy’ though.”

Peter looks at Kraglin and leans against him. “If he goes….. I might go with him… back to earth… terra…… “

Kraglin looked at him, frowning. “What do ya
mean?” he asked. “Why would you go? Y’said you ain’t got family on Earth
anymore… Y’don’t know who your daddy is so you can’t go find him.”