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Peter sighs as he flops down on his bunk and starts dialing up the signal for terra. They were goi g to be close and he knew if carlos said he wanted to see Yondu then they would visit. “Hey Carlos! Hehe. So we’re gonna be the closest we have been since we left only a few jumps away from terra. I really want to visit but you know how dad is…. he won’t come unless you call him… something about getting in your way or something. Damn man I miss you. Oh and tell your dad I’d loooove a life time supply of those tamales!”

A call from Peter was just what Carlos needed and he answered the communicator tired, but happy. “Pete, it’s so good to hear from you,” he told the younger man. “You’re close? What brings you to our back-water part of the galaxy? Heh…”

“A mission of some sort that I wasn’t allowed to go on……. was soooo stupid….. dad got shot in the arm…. would not have happened if I’d been there. But noooooo. Heh. So yeah I mentioned to dad to come by but he said not unless you invite us. Something about you being busy and stuff.”

Carlos wasn’t busy. Wasn’t busy at all. At least, not in the way he really wanted to be.

“I’m never too busy for you guys! Absolutely – swing by if you can! We’ll have dinner,” Carlos said, smiling.

“Awesome!!!” There was the sound of peter running then jumping on the bed the camera going all crazy then a flash of blue and glowing red. “Dad! Carlos says we can come visit! Common get up!!!”

“BOY GET OFF ME!!!! FUCK OWWW!!! PETER JASON QUILL GET BACK HERE!!!”

Carlos chuckled. God, he missed these peoples’ craziness.

“Yondu, you but holes in that boy I’m never buying you ice cream again,” Carlos pretended to scold, speaking loudly into the comm to make sure Yondu could hear him.

Yondu takes the com and sets it down so it showed him sitting up in bed shirtless and peter in a head lock getting tickled to death. “Now come on carlos. That’s just playing dirty.” Grins at him. He had a few bandages but didn’t look to bad.

Carlos blinked at Yondu, a little surprised at his state of
undress. Did Peter call in the middle of the night shift?

Carlos cleared his throat and smiled. “Um, so… How are you
guys doing? Not getting into too much trouble I hope?”

Yondu grins at him. “We’re ravagers always getting into trouble hehe.” Yawns a bit and let’s peter go as the boy plops down on the bed next to him. “Little shit woke me in the middle of the night cycle..”

Carlos sighed. “Peter…” he chided gently, looking at the lump of human teenager next to Yondu.

Peter grins. “Only time I can call you man especially with us being so close! And this grump is happy and he knows it!”

Yondu whacks down with a pillow. “Go back to sleep or when we do get to terra you’ll be here scrubbingbthe floors!”

Carlos smiled at Peter. He folded his arms on his desk and leaned in closer to the viewscreen on the communicator. “I’ll talk to you in a bit, Pete,” Carlos promised. “After Yondu and I iron out some details about you guys swinging by here.”

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Peter sighs as he flops down on his bunk and starts dialing up the signal for terra. They were goi g to be close and he knew if carlos said he wanted to see Yondu then they would visit. “Hey Carlos! Hehe. So we’re gonna be the closest we have been since we left only a few jumps away from terra. I really want to visit but you know how dad is…. he won’t come unless you call him… something about getting in your way or something. Damn man I miss you. Oh and tell your dad I’d loooove a life time supply of those tamales!”

A call from Peter was just what Carlos needed and he answered the communicator tired, but happy. “Pete, it’s so good to hear from you,” he told the younger man. “You’re close? What brings you to our back-water part of the galaxy? Heh…”

“A mission of some sort that I wasn’t allowed to go on……. was soooo stupid….. dad got shot in the arm…. would not have happened if I’d been there. But noooooo. Heh. So yeah I mentioned to dad to come by but he said not unless you invite us. Something about you being busy and stuff.”

Carlos wasn’t busy. Wasn’t busy at all. At least, not in the way he really wanted to be.

“I’m never too busy for you guys! Absolutely – swing by if you can! We’ll have dinner,” Carlos said, smiling.

“Awesome!!!” There was the sound of peter running then jumping on the bed the camera going all crazy then a flash of blue and glowing red. “Dad! Carlos says we can come visit! Common get up!!!”

“BOY GET OFF ME!!!! FUCK OWWW!!! PETER JASON QUILL GET BACK HERE!!!”

Carlos chuckled. God, he missed these peoples’ craziness.

“Yondu, you but holes in that boy I’m never buying you ice cream again,” Carlos pretended to scold, speaking loudly into the comm to make sure Yondu could hear him.

Yondu takes the com and sets it down so it showed him sitting up in bed shirtless and peter in a head lock getting tickled to death. “Now come on carlos. That’s just playing dirty.” Grins at him. He had a few bandages but didn’t look to bad.

Carlos blinked at Yondu, a little surprised at his state of
undress. Did Peter call in the middle of the night shift?

Carlos cleared his throat and smiled. “Um, so… How are you
guys doing? Not getting into too much trouble I hope?”

Yondu grins at him. “We’re ravagers always getting into trouble hehe.” Yawns a bit and let’s peter go as the boy plops down on the bed next to him. “Little shit woke me in the middle of the night cycle..”

Carlos sighed. “Peter…” he chided gently, looking at the lump of human teenager next to Yondu.

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From the stars

Peter sighs as he flops down on his bunk and starts dialing up the signal for terra. They were goi g to be close and he knew if carlos said he wanted to see Yondu then they would visit. “Hey Carlos! Hehe. So we’re gonna be the closest we have been since we left only a few jumps away from terra. I really want to visit but you know how dad is…. he won’t come unless you call him… something about getting in your way or something. Damn man I miss you. Oh and tell your dad I’d loooove a life time supply of those tamales!”

A call from Peter was just what Carlos needed and he answered the communicator tired, but happy. “Pete, it’s so good to hear from you,” he told the younger man. “You’re close? What brings you to our back-water part of the galaxy? Heh…”

“A mission of some sort that I wasn’t allowed to go on……. was soooo stupid….. dad got shot in the arm…. would not have happened if I’d been there. But noooooo. Heh. So yeah I mentioned to dad to come by but he said not unless you invite us. Something about you being busy and stuff.”

Carlos wasn’t busy. Wasn’t busy at all. At least, not in the way he really wanted to be.

“I’m never too busy for you guys! Absolutely – swing by if you can! We’ll have dinner,” Carlos said, smiling.

“Awesome!!!” There was the sound of peter running then jumping on the bed the camera going all crazy then a flash of blue and glowing red. “Dad! Carlos says we can come visit! Common get up!!!”

“BOY GET OFF ME!!!! FUCK OWWW!!! PETER JASON QUILL GET BACK HERE!!!”

Carlos chuckled. God, he missed these peoples’ craziness.

“Yondu, you but holes in that boy I’m never buying you ice cream again,” Carlos pretended to scold, speaking loudly into the comm to make sure Yondu could hear him.

Yondu takes the com and sets it down so it showed him sitting up in bed shirtless and peter in a head lock getting tickled to death. “Now come on carlos. That’s just playing dirty.” Grins at him. He had a few bandages but didn’t look to bad.

Carlos blinked at Yondu, a little surprised at his state of
undress. Did Peter call in the middle of the night shift?

Carlos cleared his throat and smiled. “Um, so… How are you
guys doing? Not getting into too much trouble I hope?”

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Peter sighs as he flops down on his bunk and starts dialing up the signal for terra. They were goi g to be close and he knew if carlos said he wanted to see Yondu then they would visit. “Hey Carlos! Hehe. So we’re gonna be the closest we have been since we left only a few jumps away from terra. I really want to visit but you know how dad is…. he won’t come unless you call him… something about getting in your way or something. Damn man I miss you. Oh and tell your dad I’d loooove a life time supply of those tamales!”

A call from Peter was just what Carlos needed and he answered the communicator tired, but happy. “Pete, it’s so good to hear from you,” he told the younger man. “You’re close? What brings you to our back-water part of the galaxy? Heh…”

“A mission of some sort that I wasn’t allowed to go on……. was soooo stupid….. dad got shot in the arm…. would not have happened if I’d been there. But noooooo. Heh. So yeah I mentioned to dad to come by but he said not unless you invite us. Something about you being busy and stuff.”

Carlos wasn’t busy. Wasn’t busy at all. At least, not in the way he really wanted to be.

“I’m never too busy for you guys! Absolutely – swing by if you can! We’ll have dinner,” Carlos said, smiling.

“Awesome!!!” There was the sound of peter running then jumping on the bed the camera going all crazy then a flash of blue and glowing red. “Dad! Carlos says we can come visit! Common get up!!!”

“BOY GET OFF ME!!!! FUCK OWWW!!! PETER JASON QUILL GET BACK HERE!!!”

Carlos chuckled. God, he missed these peoples’ craziness.

“Yondu, you but holes in that boy I’m never buying you ice cream again,” Carlos pretended to scold, speaking loudly into the comm to make sure Yondu could hear him.

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From the stars

Peter sighs as he flops down on his bunk and starts dialing up the signal for terra. They were goi g to be close and he knew if carlos said he wanted to see Yondu then they would visit. “Hey Carlos! Hehe. So we’re gonna be the closest we have been since we left only a few jumps away from terra. I really want to visit but you know how dad is…. he won’t come unless you call him… something about getting in your way or something. Damn man I miss you. Oh and tell your dad I’d loooove a life time supply of those tamales!”

A call from Peter was just what Carlos needed and he answered the communicator tired, but happy. “Pete, it’s so good to hear from you,” he told the younger man. “You’re close? What brings you to our back-water part of the galaxy? Heh…”

“A mission of some sort that I wasn’t allowed to go on……. was soooo stupid….. dad got shot in the arm…. would not have happened if I’d been there. But noooooo. Heh. So yeah I mentioned to dad to come by but he said not unless you invite us. Something about you being busy and stuff.”

Carlos wasn’t busy. Wasn’t busy at all. At least, not in the way he really wanted to be.

“I’m never too busy for you guys! Absolutely – swing by if you can! We’ll have dinner,” Carlos said, smiling.

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From the stars

Peter sighs as he flops down on his bunk and starts dialing up the signal for terra. They were goi g to be close and he knew if carlos said he wanted to see Yondu then they would visit. “Hey Carlos! Hehe. So we’re gonna be the closest we have been since we left only a few jumps away from terra. I really want to visit but you know how dad is…. he won’t come unless you call him… something about getting in your way or something. Damn man I miss you. Oh and tell your dad I’d loooove a life time supply of those tamales!”

A call from Peter was just what Carlos needed and he answered the communicator tired, but happy. “Pete, it’s so good to hear from you,” he told the younger man. “You’re close? What brings you to our back-water part of the galaxy? Heh…”

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“Beauty you say? Dude your uglier then a bilgsnipes ass.” Grins and hands over the pink glittery dragon.

Yondu rolls his eyes at his boys and takes the little thing and
grins. “Aww look at it. This ones a cute little thing here. Hehe. Got
some shimmer too.”

“This one’s mine,” Kraglin said, handing over the little green lizard thing he picked out.

Yondu takes that one grinning at it and bobs there little heads. “Hehe. These are cute..well I just might have to collect some more Huh…”

“Well, you’ve got one more,” Carlos said. He pulled out the little pale horse and offered it to Yondu. “This one’s called a horse – people use them to ride around on.”

Yondu takes it and grins looking it over like the others and holds all three bobbling there heads. “Hehe. Front row seats on my shelf. Special treatment for these cute critters.”

Half smiles then burrows back down into the fluffy warmth looking up at Tullk with content halflidded eyes.

Tullk looked at Half-nut and smiled at him. He rubbed the younger Ravager’s shoulders. “We should be getting back… get some sleep before the day shift on the Eclector.”

Kraglin snorted softly. Right… ‘sleep’.

Yondu nods. “You boys head on back to the ship. Carlos and I have icecream to go get them I’ll be back on the ship.”

Kraglin made a little face at the mention of ice cream but he nodded and stood up. “Aye, Captain… Pete, let’s get them Cheetos and stuff that we got.”

“Oh! Let me send you home with something else too!” Edwardo said as he stood up. He took his cane and slowly walked out of the room toward the garage where he kept a large freezer.

“Ooh, you guys are going to like this,” Carlos said with a wide and excited grin.

Peter blinks at the signal for them to leave. He really didn’t want to. He was on earth with othercterrsns who understood him and where he cane from. But he stood anyway standing next to Kraglin and waits.

Half hand folded up the blanket waiting still nice and toasty warm.

Yondu blinks. “What’s he got?”

Edwardo returned from the garage carrying a package about the size of a small toddler wrapped in paper and plastic. Scribbled on it was a date and the word ‘pork’. He smiled as he offered the package to Kraglin.

Kraglin was a little bit skeptical, and as he took the package he was confused to find that it seemed frozen.

“These are some tamales that I had stored away,” Edwardo said. “I make them often.”

“Dad makes some of the best tamales ever,” Mikey told everyone proudly.

Yondu grins. “Well now more home made terran food. Never heard of tamales but I have a feeling well enjoy them all the same. Hehe.”

Peter looks at the bag then whines. “I…. I don’t want to go…… I…. I feel like… I’m home… I…” looking down not able to meet there eyes.

Carlos looked at Peter with a frown. He stood up and walked over to him. “Hey, Pete… it’s okay,” he said softly. “Yondu and Kraglin… they’re your family. Tullk and Half-nut are your family too. They’re all taking care of you. If you want… You’re welcome to still come and visit if you wanna. And… and I’ll have a communicator – you can call and talk to me or Dad or Mikey any time you want. Okay?”

Peter looks up at him and nods. “Yeah…..don’t think I’ll be able to visit whenever but….yeah…wish you would stay but…. you have your own family…so….” still doesn’t look up afraid the others would be mad at him for wanting to stay.

Carlos just smiled gently at him. He pulled the boy into a hug. “We can still talk, Pete. And when you visit, maybe we could go out to a theme park or a museum or something… you know, make a fun day out of it. And I’ll talk to you about Earth as much as you want.”

Kraglin just watched Carlos silently, no emotion on his face. Carlos was so good with the kid… it was a shame that he couldn’t stay. Peter could always use one more person on his team.

Peter clings to him not wanting to let go. “Just with you on the ship…. I… didn’t feel so alone anymore….. being the only terran……. the mascot… the freak… the pet…….. it’s gonna be like that again….terrans arnt meant for space…. if we were we would have our own ships…….” sighs and let’s him go. He was prepared to have the crew go right back to there bullshit with him.

Carlos took Peter’s face in his hands and he tilted the boy’s head down to press a kiss there. “Terrans just aren’t ready for it… but that makes you lucky, Pete. You get to see whole worlds that other humans don’t. You aren’t a pet – you’re a forerunner. Don’t forget it, okay? You get to make an impression on the rest of the galaxy for us.”

Peter blinks looking at him and nods looking up when Yondu puts his arm around his shoulders. “Go on petey.. back with your brother, Tullk and half. I’ll be home soon ok. Krags…… you know what to do.”

Peter let’s Yondu lightly push him to Kraglin.

Kraglin shifted the frozen bundle that Mr Ramon gave him to one arm and he put his other around Peter’s shoulders.

“Oh, before you go – cooking instructions for the tamales,” Mr Ramon interjected. “You’re supposed to steam them until it’s thoroughly hot. They’re already cooked and there’s no need to defrost them before steaming. There’s a paper-like husk around the tamales – you don’t eat that part. Just the breading and the meet inside. Sorry… I wanted to make sure you all knew before leaving.”

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“Beauty you say? Dude your uglier then a bilgsnipes ass.” Grins and hands over the pink glittery dragon.

Yondu rolls his eyes at his boys and takes the little thing and
grins. “Aww look at it. This ones a cute little thing here. Hehe. Got
some shimmer too.”

“This one’s mine,” Kraglin said, handing over the little green lizard thing he picked out.

Yondu takes that one grinning at it and bobs there little heads. “Hehe. These are cute..well I just might have to collect some more Huh…”

“Well, you’ve got one more,” Carlos said. He pulled out the little pale horse and offered it to Yondu. “This one’s called a horse – people use them to ride around on.”

Yondu takes it and grins looking it over like the others and holds all three bobbling there heads. “Hehe. Front row seats on my shelf. Special treatment for these cute critters.”

Half smiles then burrows back down into the fluffy warmth looking up at Tullk with content halflidded eyes.

Tullk looked at Half-nut and smiled at him. He rubbed the younger Ravager’s shoulders. “We should be getting back… get some sleep before the day shift on the Eclector.”

Kraglin snorted softly. Right… ‘sleep’.

Yondu nods. “You boys head on back to the ship. Carlos and I have icecream to go get them I’ll be back on the ship.”

Kraglin made a little face at the mention of ice cream but he nodded and stood up. “Aye, Captain… Pete, let’s get them Cheetos and stuff that we got.”

“Oh! Let me send you home with something else too!” Edwardo said as he stood up. He took his cane and slowly walked out of the room toward the garage where he kept a large freezer.

“Ooh, you guys are going to like this,” Carlos said with a wide and excited grin.

Peter blinks at the signal for them to leave. He really didn’t want to. He was on earth with othercterrsns who understood him and where he cane from. But he stood anyway standing next to Kraglin and waits.

Half hand folded up the blanket waiting still nice and toasty warm.

Yondu blinks. “What’s he got?”

Edwardo returned from the garage carrying a package about the size of a small toddler wrapped in paper and plastic. Scribbled on it was a date and the word ‘pork’. He smiled as he offered the package to Kraglin.

Kraglin was a little bit skeptical, and as he took the package he was confused to find that it seemed frozen.

“These are some tamales that I had stored away,” Edwardo said. “I make them often.”

“Dad makes some of the best tamales ever,” Mikey told everyone proudly.

Yondu grins. “Well now more home made terran food. Never heard of tamales but I have a feeling well enjoy them all the same. Hehe.”

Peter looks at the bag then whines. “I…. I don’t want to go…… I…. I feel like… I’m home… I…” looking down not able to meet there eyes.

Carlos looked at Peter with a frown. He stood up and walked over to him. “Hey, Pete… it’s okay,” he said softly. “Yondu and Kraglin… they’re your family. Tullk and Half-nut are your family too. They’re all taking care of you. If you want… You’re welcome to still come and visit if you wanna. And… and I’ll have a communicator – you can call and talk to me or Dad or Mikey any time you want. Okay?”

Peter looks up at him and nods. “Yeah…..don’t think I’ll be able to visit whenever but….yeah…wish you would stay but…. you have your own family…so….” still doesn’t look up afraid the others would be mad at him for wanting to stay.

Carlos just smiled gently at him. He pulled the boy into a hug. “We can still talk, Pete. And when you visit, maybe we could go out to a theme park or a museum or something… you know, make a fun day out of it. And I’ll talk to you about Earth as much as you want.”

Kraglin just watched Carlos silently, no emotion on his face. Carlos was so good with the kid… it was a shame that he couldn’t stay. Peter could always use one more person on his team.

Peter clings to him not wanting to let go. “Just with you on the ship…. I… didn’t feel so alone anymore….. being the only terran……. the mascot… the freak… the pet…….. it’s gonna be like that again….terrans arnt meant for space…. if we were we would have our own ships…….” sighs and let’s him go. He was prepared to have the crew go right back to there bullshit with him.

Carlos took Peter’s face in his hands and he tilted the boy’s head down to press a kiss there. “Terrans just aren’t ready for it… but that makes you lucky, Pete. You get to see whole worlds that other humans don’t. You aren’t a pet – you’re a forerunner. Don’t forget it, okay? You get to make an impression on the rest of the galaxy for us.”

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“Beauty you say? Dude your uglier then a bilgsnipes ass.” Grins and hands over the pink glittery dragon.

Yondu rolls his eyes at his boys and takes the little thing and
grins. “Aww look at it. This ones a cute little thing here. Hehe. Got
some shimmer too.”

“This one’s mine,” Kraglin said, handing over the little green lizard thing he picked out.

Yondu takes that one grinning at it and bobs there little heads. “Hehe. These are cute..well I just might have to collect some more Huh…”

“Well, you’ve got one more,” Carlos said. He pulled out the little pale horse and offered it to Yondu. “This one’s called a horse – people use them to ride around on.”

Yondu takes it and grins looking it over like the others and holds all three bobbling there heads. “Hehe. Front row seats on my shelf. Special treatment for these cute critters.”

Half smiles then burrows back down into the fluffy warmth looking up at Tullk with content halflidded eyes.

Tullk looked at Half-nut and smiled at him. He rubbed the younger Ravager’s shoulders. “We should be getting back… get some sleep before the day shift on the Eclector.”

Kraglin snorted softly. Right… ‘sleep’.

Yondu nods. “You boys head on back to the ship. Carlos and I have icecream to go get them I’ll be back on the ship.”

Kraglin made a little face at the mention of ice cream but he nodded and stood up. “Aye, Captain… Pete, let’s get them Cheetos and stuff that we got.”

“Oh! Let me send you home with something else too!” Edwardo said as he stood up. He took his cane and slowly walked out of the room toward the garage where he kept a large freezer.

“Ooh, you guys are going to like this,” Carlos said with a wide and excited grin.

Peter blinks at the signal for them to leave. He really didn’t want to. He was on earth with othercterrsns who understood him and where he cane from. But he stood anyway standing next to Kraglin and waits.

Half hand folded up the blanket waiting still nice and toasty warm.

Yondu blinks. “What’s he got?”

Edwardo returned from the garage carrying a package about the size of a small toddler wrapped in paper and plastic. Scribbled on it was a date and the word ‘pork’. He smiled as he offered the package to Kraglin.

Kraglin was a little bit skeptical, and as he took the package he was confused to find that it seemed frozen.

“These are some tamales that I had stored away,” Edwardo said. “I make them often.”

“Dad makes some of the best tamales ever,” Mikey told everyone proudly.

Yondu grins. “Well now more home made terran food. Never heard of tamales but I have a feeling well enjoy them all the same. Hehe.”

Peter looks at the bag then whines. “I…. I don’t want to go…… I…. I feel like… I’m home… I…” looking down not able to meet there eyes.

Carlos looked at Peter with a frown. He stood up and walked over to him. “Hey, Pete… it’s okay,” he said softly. “Yondu and Kraglin… they’re your family. Tullk and Half-nut are your family too. They’re all taking care of you. If you want… You’re welcome to still come and visit if you wanna. And… and I’ll have a communicator – you can call and talk to me or Dad or Mikey any time you want. Okay?”

Peter looks up at him and nods. “Yeah…..don’t think I’ll be able to visit whenever but….yeah…wish you would stay but…. you have your own family…so….” still doesn’t look up afraid the others would be mad at him for wanting to stay.

Carlos just smiled gently at him. He pulled the boy into a hug. “We can still talk, Pete. And when you visit, maybe we could go out to a theme park or a museum or something… you know, make a fun day out of it. And I’ll talk to you about Earth as much as you want.”

Kraglin just watched Carlos silently, no emotion on his face. Carlos was so good with the kid… it was a shame that he couldn’t stay. Peter could always use one more person on his team.

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“Beauty you say? Dude your uglier then a bilgsnipes ass.” Grins and hands over the pink glittery dragon.

Yondu rolls his eyes at his boys and takes the little thing and
grins. “Aww look at it. This ones a cute little thing here. Hehe. Got
some shimmer too.”

“This one’s mine,” Kraglin said, handing over the little green lizard thing he picked out.

Yondu takes that one grinning at it and bobs there little heads. “Hehe. These are cute..well I just might have to collect some more Huh…”

“Well, you’ve got one more,” Carlos said. He pulled out the little pale horse and offered it to Yondu. “This one’s called a horse – people use them to ride around on.”

Yondu takes it and grins looking it over like the others and holds all three bobbling there heads. “Hehe. Front row seats on my shelf. Special treatment for these cute critters.”

Half smiles then burrows back down into the fluffy warmth looking up at Tullk with content halflidded eyes.

Tullk looked at Half-nut and smiled at him. He rubbed the younger Ravager’s shoulders. “We should be getting back… get some sleep before the day shift on the Eclector.”

Kraglin snorted softly. Right… ‘sleep’.

Yondu nods. “You boys head on back to the ship. Carlos and I have icecream to go get them I’ll be back on the ship.”

Kraglin made a little face at the mention of ice cream but he nodded and stood up. “Aye, Captain… Pete, let’s get them Cheetos and stuff that we got.”

“Oh! Let me send you home with something else too!” Edwardo said as he stood up. He took his cane and slowly walked out of the room toward the garage where he kept a large freezer.

“Ooh, you guys are going to like this,” Carlos said with a wide and excited grin.

Peter blinks at the signal for them to leave. He really didn’t want to. He was on earth with othercterrsns who understood him and where he cane from. But he stood anyway standing next to Kraglin and waits.

Half hand folded up the blanket waiting still nice and toasty warm.

Yondu blinks. “What’s he got?”

Edwardo returned from the garage carrying a package about the size of a small toddler wrapped in paper and plastic. Scribbled on it was a date and the word ‘pork’. He smiled as he offered the package to Kraglin.

Kraglin was a little bit skeptical, and as he took the package he was confused to find that it seemed frozen.

“These are some tamales that I had stored away,” Edwardo said. “I make them often.”

“Dad makes some of the best tamales ever,” Mikey told everyone proudly.

Yondu grins. “Well now more home made terran food. Never heard of tamales but I have a feeling well enjoy them all the same. Hehe.”

Peter looks at the bag then whines. “I…. I don’t want to go…… I…. I feel like… I’m home… I…” looking down not able to meet there eyes.

Carlos looked at Peter with a frown. He stood up and walked over to him. “Hey, Pete… it’s okay,” he said softly. “Yondu and Kraglin… they’re your family. Tullk and Half-nut are your family too. They’re all taking care of you. If you want… You’re welcome to still come and visit if you wanna. And… and I’ll have a communicator – you can call and talk to me or Dad or Mikey any time you want. Okay?”