selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos sputtered and he started laughing. “Really?”
he asked. “Crab mating freaks you out?” He giggled, covering his mouth with his
hands to try to quiet them. “Ohm mi god!”
he whinnied beneath his hands. He had no idea why he found that funny. Maybe because he thought Hancock was the kind of guy who had seen it all.

“You didn’t see it, man! And the smell! Shit, that’s just….. I’m gettin’ sick just thinkin’ about it.” He made a face and set his cereal down, not so hungry, suddenly. “God, I hope ya never have to see that, it’s fucked up, you wouldn’t be laughin’ after seein’ somethin’ like that.”

Carlos giggled, still covering his mouth. He
reached one hand over to pat Hancock companionably, but… Carlos just sort of
ended up grabbing his sleeve and holding it while he tried to calm himself
down.

He read books – he knew theoretically how
mirelurk might be able to get the deed done. But yeah… he’d rather not see it
either. That would involve getting close to Mirelurks enough to see them.

selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos hummed and nodded, the cereal crunching
loudly in his mouth. He took a gulp of juice to wash it down. “I guess I can
see that,” he said. “It’s slimy and kinda chewy.”

“It ain’t even that–– though that would be enough, heh. This one time, I saw two fuckin’…. nasty ass mirelurks just…. goin’ at it, man. I might’a been high at the time, but shit man….. can’t ever get that image outta my head–– or the smell.”

Carlos sputtered and he started laughing. “Really?”
he asked. “Crab mating freaks you out?” He giggled, covering his mouth with his
hands to try to quiet them. “Ohm mi god!”
he whinnied beneath his hands. He had no idea why he found that funny. Maybe because he thought Hancock was the kind of guy who had seen it all.

selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

Carlos nodded. “Yeah… at least it tastes
better. Except for Tatos. But it’s probably the starch that makes them so
gross.” Who even invented Tatos, honestly? Carlos wanted to give that guy a
swift kick to the gabba. Swear on his pa.

He picked up a handful of cereal and shoved it
in his mouth, crunching them dryly.

“You ain’t a fan of tatos? I don’t mind ‘em so much, they’re better than a lotta shit we got out here.” He took another bite, making a face as he chewed. “For me, it’s mirelurk, can’t stand the shit. Used to be alright with it, but I just can’t stomach the stuff anymore, fuckin’ nasty.”

Carlos hummed and nodded, the cereal crunching
loudly in his mouth. He took a gulp of juice to wash it down. “I guess I can
see that,” he said. “It’s slimy and kinda chewy.”