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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

“We call them voids. Or void spirits. But the crew respect them. It has been known that if they happen upon a ship then have saved lives before.”

Carlos nodded. “Sort of like dolphins,” he said, though of
course he didn’t expect Yondu to understand that. “I see. It’s good to hear
that your crew respect them. I… no offense, but I was honestly a bit worried.”

“Rightfully so. But all space pirates respect them. Those that don’t do not live long.” Lands back at the ship but doesn’t let him go.

Carlos just let Yondu hold him for a little bit longer, as
they were talking. “Do the spirits deal with people who try to hurt them?”
Carlos honestly couldn’t blame them if they did.

“Every now and then you’ll see wreckage…… and star dust surrounding it…. so we say yes. That’s why you respect them….”

“Oh… wow,” Carlos said softly. That was… a terrifying
concept, but… actually kind of a great one. Only idiots and monsters would be
punished really, it seemed.

“Otherwise they are as you saw. Calm gentle creatures. And today. You made a friend.”

Carlos chuckled. “Yeah, I… I guess I did.” He looked at
Yondu. “Hey… can I get those pictures onto my datapad? Next time we’re
planet-side, I wanna see if I can get them printed.” It’d be tough to convert
them to a file that could go onto his phone, so he figured he could show his
dad and brother physical copies when he got back home.

“Sure. Get ya a nice little old booklet to hold all the pictures. Gonna have a whole bunch to show yer folks.”

Carlos smiled and nodded. “Yeah – I’d like that,” he said. “Great
idea.” He then thought for a moment. “I think my dad would like you. After he
and my brother get over the ‘aliens exist’ thing… I think they would like to
meet you.”

“Yeah… maybe. Who knows right.” Nuzzles.

Carlos chuckled softly. “Well, you ‘nose’,” he joked. He laughed at his own bad pun, but then quickly
stopped. “Uh, sorry if that didn’t translate… I was making a pun. My bad, if
you didn’t understand it…” Damn. It just slipped out – he hadn’t been able to
make puns so he tried to give up on them.

Yondu couldn’t help but laugh and presses there foreheads together and nuzzles. “So the nose …knows…. hmmmm…. well I nose something. I want to kiss you…” tips his head up and kisses him.

Carlos laughed softly, a little embarrassed. But also
because Yondu was kissing his space helmet in between them. “Yondu, that’s…
that’s not working,” he giggled. But then he sighed audibly. “But I guess it’ll
do,” he said and he leaned forward in his helmet to kiss his own glass.

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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

“We call them voids. Or void spirits. But the crew respect them. It has been known that if they happen upon a ship then have saved lives before.”

Carlos nodded. “Sort of like dolphins,” he said, though of
course he didn’t expect Yondu to understand that. “I see. It’s good to hear
that your crew respect them. I… no offense, but I was honestly a bit worried.”

“Rightfully so. But all space pirates respect them. Those that don’t do not live long.” Lands back at the ship but doesn’t let him go.

Carlos just let Yondu hold him for a little bit longer, as
they were talking. “Do the spirits deal with people who try to hurt them?”
Carlos honestly couldn’t blame them if they did.

“Every now and then you’ll see wreckage…… and star dust surrounding it…. so we say yes. That’s why you respect them….”

“Oh… wow,” Carlos said softly. That was… a terrifying
concept, but… actually kind of a great one. Only idiots and monsters would be
punished really, it seemed.

“Otherwise they are as you saw. Calm gentle creatures. And today. You made a friend.”

Carlos chuckled. “Yeah, I… I guess I did.” He looked at
Yondu. “Hey… can I get those pictures onto my datapad? Next time we’re
planet-side, I wanna see if I can get them printed.” It’d be tough to convert
them to a file that could go onto his phone, so he figured he could show his
dad and brother physical copies when he got back home.

“Sure. Get ya a nice little old booklet to hold all the pictures. Gonna have a whole bunch to show yer folks.”

Carlos smiled and nodded. “Yeah – I’d like that,” he said. “Great
idea.” He then thought for a moment. “I think my dad would like you. After he
and my brother get over the ‘aliens exist’ thing… I think they would like to
meet you.”

“Yeah… maybe. Who knows right.” Nuzzles.

Carlos chuckled softly. “Well, you ‘nose’,” he joked. He laughed at his own bad pun, but then quickly
stopped. “Uh, sorry if that didn’t translate… I was making a pun. My bad, if
you didn’t understand it…” Damn. It just slipped out – he hadn’t been able to
make puns so he tried to give up on them.

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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

“We call them voids. Or void spirits. But the crew respect them. It has been known that if they happen upon a ship then have saved lives before.”

Carlos nodded. “Sort of like dolphins,” he said, though of
course he didn’t expect Yondu to understand that. “I see. It’s good to hear
that your crew respect them. I… no offense, but I was honestly a bit worried.”

“Rightfully so. But all space pirates respect them. Those that don’t do not live long.” Lands back at the ship but doesn’t let him go.

Carlos just let Yondu hold him for a little bit longer, as
they were talking. “Do the spirits deal with people who try to hurt them?”
Carlos honestly couldn’t blame them if they did.

“Every now and then you’ll see wreckage…… and star dust surrounding it…. so we say yes. That’s why you respect them….”

“Oh… wow,” Carlos said softly. That was… a terrifying
concept, but… actually kind of a great one. Only idiots and monsters would be
punished really, it seemed.

“Otherwise they are as you saw. Calm gentle creatures. And today. You made a friend.”

Carlos chuckled. “Yeah, I… I guess I did.” He looked at
Yondu. “Hey… can I get those pictures onto my datapad? Next time we’re
planet-side, I wanna see if I can get them printed.” It’d be tough to convert
them to a file that could go onto his phone, so he figured he could show his
dad and brother physical copies when he got back home.

“Sure. Get ya a nice little old booklet to hold all the pictures. Gonna have a whole bunch to show yer folks.”

Carlos smiled and nodded. “Yeah – I’d like that,” he said. “Great
idea.” He then thought for a moment. “I think my dad would like you. After he
and my brother get over the ‘aliens exist’ thing… I think they would like to
meet you.”

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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

“We call them voids. Or void spirits. But the crew respect them. It has been known that if they happen upon a ship then have saved lives before.”

Carlos nodded. “Sort of like dolphins,” he said, though of
course he didn’t expect Yondu to understand that. “I see. It’s good to hear
that your crew respect them. I… no offense, but I was honestly a bit worried.”

“Rightfully so. But all space pirates respect them. Those that don’t do not live long.” Lands back at the ship but doesn’t let him go.

Carlos just let Yondu hold him for a little bit longer, as
they were talking. “Do the spirits deal with people who try to hurt them?”
Carlos honestly couldn’t blame them if they did.

“Every now and then you’ll see wreckage…… and star dust surrounding it…. so we say yes. That’s why you respect them….”

“Oh… wow,” Carlos said softly. That was… a terrifying
concept, but… actually kind of a great one. Only idiots and monsters would be
punished really, it seemed.

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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

“We call them voids. Or void spirits. But the crew respect them. It has been known that if they happen upon a ship then have saved lives before.”

Carlos nodded. “Sort of like dolphins,” he said, though of
course he didn’t expect Yondu to understand that. “I see. It’s good to hear
that your crew respect them. I… no offense, but I was honestly a bit worried.”

“Rightfully so. But all space pirates respect them. Those that don’t do not live long.” Lands back at the ship but doesn’t let him go.

Carlos just let Yondu hold him for a little bit longer, as
they were talking. “Do the spirits deal with people who try to hurt them?”
Carlos honestly couldn’t blame them if they did.

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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

“We call them voids. Or void spirits. But the crew respect them. It has been known that if they happen upon a ship then have saved lives before.”

Carlos nodded. “Sort of like dolphins,” he said, though of
course he didn’t expect Yondu to understand that. “I see. It’s good to hear
that your crew respect them. I… no offense, but I was honestly a bit worried.”

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“Mostly here. They only come up to ships they recognize. So It’s good to see big daddies pod again.”

Carlos hummed and nodded. “How… how does the rest of the
crew react to them? Do they like space-whales?” They probably weren’t called that, but Carlos was hoping his communicator, or Yondu’s, would translate the term for him.

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“I did. Hehe. He may be big but he’s a cuddled and gentle.”

Carlos laughed again. He looked at the critter. He could try
naming it something spacy and cool… but then it occurred to him that maybe he
should pick something that translators didn’t exactly translate – something that
would sound the same all around. Something Earth.

“Um… what if I call him John Wayne?”

“John Wayne? Ok earth boy hehehehe. John Wayne he is. Johnny for short.” Reaches out and pets the baby creature.

Carlos just smirked a bit. “No – it has to be John Wayne. No
nick-naming. Nobody calls John Wayne ‘Johnny’.” He also reached out to a feeler
and let the little one wrap it around his wrist.

Yondu nods and holds him close as the baby plays with them.

Carlos watched the animal with a softer grin. “Awe…. I’m
sorry, but he’s really adorable. I… I wish I had my phone with me to take a
picture.”

Yondu smiles and tosses a little orb out that turns and scans them taking a few pictures and a little video.

For a second, Carlos about panicked when Yondu threw the orb
out into space. However, he realized what it was and let out a small sigh of
relief as it stopped and started to take pictures. “That’s really handy,” he
told Yondu. “Things like that on Earth still have to be remote-controlled.”

“That’s earth hehe.” Calls the orb back just as the pod headed off into the void. “Hold on were headed back to the ship.” Tightens his arms and heads back to the ship.

Carlos was a little more ready for it this time and he held
onto Yondu with both arms, looking over his shoulder at the departing pod of
animals. “How often do you see them?” he asked YOndu. “Do they hang out in this
one area of space, or do they move around a lot?”