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n-no, that’s not it *he glances away* i just don’t want you to leave…

Leave… out of the hug? Or do you mean leave you?

both.. *he puts his hands in his pockets* let’s just forget it

Hey… hey, it’s okay, Max. I’m not going to leave you. Here… do.. do you wanna hug some more?

*he gglancces away again, hesitately nodding and holding his arms out*

*Carlos immediately pulled him in again and hugged Max for all he was worth. Which, to Carlos, was a lot*

*he smiled softly, hugging back quietly*

There you go, buddy… is this good?

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n-no, that’s not it *he glances away* i just don’t want you to leave…

Leave… out of the hug? Or do you mean leave you?

both.. *he puts his hands in his pockets* let’s just forget it

Hey… hey, it’s okay, Max. I’m not going to leave you. Here… do.. do you wanna hug some more?

*he gglancces away again, hesitately nodding and holding his arms out*

*Carlos immediately pulled him in again and hugged Max for all he was worth. Which, to Carlos, was a lot*

A Holiday Surprise (closed w/ selfmedicatingmayor)

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Carlos made a noise of surprise as he was pulled in. His hands came up to hold Hancock’s waist and his eyes fluttered shut as they kissed. When they broke apart, Carlos smiled at him, a little dreamily.

“I’m glad you like it,“ he said softly. He swallowed slightly. “Um, admittedly that holotape is a bit beefier than standard ones. It… it took a little bit finding the right parts to put it together. But I already had the games – my brother was a programmer and he beefed up my Pipboy for me. So… um… yeah.”

“Ah, that makes more sense.” He paused, looking down at the holotape in his hand with a warm smile, it was amazing that the other man could even wrap his head around all of this, it was all over his head.

“You’re incredible.” He breathed, smile growing wider again as he looked back into Carlos’ eyes. “Really, you’re absolutely amazing, sweetheart.”

Carlos bit his lip to keep from smiling too goofily. “I… thanks, Hancock. So are you. I wanted to make sure I got you something cool, that nobody else had… well, other than me, I guess. Something that you’d really appreciate. And you like playing the games, so… yeah.” He knew he was babbling a bit, but he couldn’t help it. He was just so relieved and happy that Hancock liked the present. He was honestly a little worried that Hancock’s not growing up with a holiday spirit would damper it. But it seemed like everything was alright.

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my brain got ‘papi’ and ‘poppy’ mixed up, then this happened…

Where is that flower’s goggles? Their rubber gloves? Poor lab attire – 5/10.

poppys don’t have eyes or hands, where am i suppost to put those things?

That is no excuse for improper lab safety, Max. Cut a finger off a glove and put it over that closed bud there. Then the whole flower can sit behind a pair of goggles. See? Safety!

oh.. well i guess i did all this for nothing

also the closed bud is another head, not a hand Carlos

Oh…! Max, this is great! It’s even better than what I suggested! *he hugs the boy*

… why are you crushing my with your body?

It’s called a ‘hug’, Max. Because I love you.

you do? …. dunno how to feel about that

Oh? How come? If you don’t want me to hug you too much, I.. I can tone it down…

“God, I wish I could just pass out right about now.” ((Lets play the “Can Mia actually play out an actual gods damned thread?” game! xD

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Carlos looked to her, a little big concerned. “Uh… do you need to?” he asked her. “Are you okay?”

“Two balls for entirely different occasions, four different peace treaty negotiations that can’t be put off, and the werewolves are on the verge of an international catastrophe thanks to some idiot with a….bright phone?…and some poor pup in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

She shook her head again before running a hand through her hair and looking at her friend. “Don’t suppose you could be put upon to sit the children again?“

“I absolutely can,” Carlos said. “I was able to come up with activities the last time they were around, so I know what to do now.” He smiled at her. “They’ll be in good hands with me.”

“Oh, fantastic!” Mia visibly perked up at the agreement. “I can bring them over as soon as they wake up. …Would you be against one additional charge for your sitting? I think perhaps it would be best for the young princess to not be present around some of the guests I have to be hosting.”

Carlos blinked at her. “Uh, the ‘princess’?” he asked. “How old are we talking? And… am I allowed to babysit her?”

“I am her….throne sitter? And grandmother. I say you are allowed, you are allowed. And she is five Alshondi. ….Eleven Terrandi? Still a small child.” She’d forgotten the word for reagent, apparently.

“Ah,” Carlos said. “So, she’s like your ward? What does she like doing by the way? Is she okay with younger kids?”