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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.