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Taking a Chance (closed w/dont-do-anything-i-would-do)

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Tony
watched the other and just smiled softly before he pulled out his
tablet and began to work on some coding as the other sketched. He could
multitask, made a habit of it, so why not work on an Upgrade for Jarvis
while he spoke to the young man in front of him.

“Glad to hear you get the time, I’d have paid for a flight home if we
delayed you any way all things considered. I liked what I saw on your
CV, and with your own reports from when you were a student. It’s
interesting to see it all and I like your innovation you got going. Need
more people willing to work like that for us.” Tony smiled softly but
kept his focus on his tablet as he worked. He couldn’t sit still, a bad
habit he always had.

“So what brought you to us? Why did you choose to come here, after
Hammer Tech surely you knew of the issues?” Pepper spoke calmly, not
judging just simply wondering what was going through the other person’s
head.

Carlos tried not to smile too much at Stark’s comments. He
knew that what he had in regards of paperwork behind him (excepting Hammer) was
pretty good. But hearing someone like Tony Stark say that they liked it… It
could turn a man into an embarrassing pile of mush if he wasn’t careful.

But Potts’ questions made it easy for Carlos to return to a
more neutral expression. He realized that while drawing it was a bit harder to
come up with a response other than what he knew to be the absolute truth and
wondered if they planned this. Probably. He didn’t exactly want to straight-up lie, but he didn’t want to over-share his
feelings with them, as well as how desperate and painful his job search had
been.

“Well… honestly, I’ve always thought it would be great to
work with Stark Industries,” he said, thinking carefully about his next words. “I…
I understand that what happened was terrible and…” He paused before taking a
breath. He put his pencil down and looked to Miss Potts and Mr Stark somberly. “I
am very sorry for all the problems and danger that Hammer had put you and your
company through, and I deeply regret any part that I had unwittingly played in
it. This is not meant to sound like an excuse, but… I worked in the safety
department. However I didn’t see an entire project myself – tech was only
showed to us in parts. I did small-scale testing with the parts that I was
assigned to, but full-scale testing was not possible with the way that the labs
were run.

“When I applied for the engineering position from Stark
Industries I just thought… I just thought that the worst that you could say to
me was ‘no’ or to not even reach out to me at all.”

Immediately Carlos started to worry that he’d gotten too wordy and may have just cut off his chances. He knew what happened to those test pilots hadn’t been his fault, but he didn’t think it would be socially proper for him to deny responsibility entirely.

Tony smiled at the honesty from the other and hummed lightly in thought. He wondered about the other, about what brought him to that point, because clearly he had been holding back. “Well at least he’s honest. I knew I’d like him and maybe you’ll finally have someone who’ll tell you what you need to know before it happens.” Tony Chuckled softly to Pepper, who glared at his comment before she looked back over to Carlos with a soft smile.

“It’s okay to be honest. We like it when people are being open and honest about stuff with us. Especially considering everything that’s been going on. We have to be careful so it’s refreshing having someone here who is willing to say what they were thinking.” She smiled softly to him and looked down at the design he was sketching a moment. “Tony found your CV interesting, understanding the position you were put in, and we know many people didn’t see the danger because they couldn’t see the whole picture. That’s how Hammer seemed to work but here, you’ll work with a team on a project together. That way if you think something might go wrong you can fully test it.”

Carlos started to relax slightly. It seemed that that was an
acceptable answer, and he hadn’t messed everything up. That was… that was very
good.

He returned Miss Potts’ smile. “Thank you very much,” he
said. “That’d… it’d be a very nice and welcome change to previous environments
I’d been in.” To actually know when a project was going out, rather than
finding out the day after that it had been presented that it failed
spectacularly…He’d forgotten what a properly functioning lab was like.

Carlos picked up the pencil again and continued with the
drafting. It was starting to take shape finally – it looked like a wheelchair,
but what was immediately different was that the wheels were of a design that he
had been playing with in his head.

“We take care of our staff here, unlike some, I never like seeing them struggle where they don’t need to. There’s a reason we’re ahead and part of that is me, yes, but it’s also the people that work here. We won’t let them down if we don’t need to.”

Tony had said it as if it were a matter of fact and just smiled softly to the man as he sketched out his plan. Pepper smiled softly seeing the interaction between the two and wondered if they both might be helpful for each other in some way before she focused back onto Carlos. “I should hope it does, and maybe in the future if you think something is going wrong while you work here then you can be free to tell us.”

“We like to improve the company and know that the staff being able to tell us about it is a huge thing.”

Carlos’ sketching passed for a moment before continuing with
a very slight smile (that he was trying not to let grow any bigger). What Stark
said just… sounded so genuine. He didn’t say anything different from what he did
in public appearances, but again – Tony Stark saying that to one’s face really
struck home for Carlos and it made him feel like things could be alright.

“Absolutely, Mr Stark – Miss Potts,” Carlos responded,
looking at them. “I care very much about my work and anything I can do to help
it get better I am willing to pursue.”

Carlos glanced down at his sketching again and his smile
faltered a bit. Ugh, he didn’t like how the wheels were looking in the concept.
There were a lot of components he had in mind, but in this one draft it was a
little hard to see it. He drew a line from the wheel’s tread on the profile
view drawing and started to quickly scribble in the notes that he wanted to
make sure to explain. Then he moved onto the next part – a balanced seat.

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“I
agree… it will be good…..” Looks up as he hears Kraglin shout St. Peter
to stop bouncing. “And now the best is bugging his big brother….. “we
have another 2 hours of night cycle then we’ll be there to you within 2
hours of that. I’ll bring Tullk and Jamie along. Jamie was really
interested in the unique nature around your house.”

“So soon? Really? I thought you guys would be maybe a standard month out.”

“Not if we use the jump drive. And to avoid peter driving us insane.. we’ll use it. We’re actually not far… just beyond… uhhh That planet Pluto? I think you terrans call it…”

“Yeah, Pluto,” Carlos agreed. “And we classify it as a dwarf planet here on Earth – basically just a smaller celestial object. What are you doing in the Solar System?” Now that Carlos thought about it, what were the space whales doing in the solar system?

“Picking up some materials from the planets around the sol system. But that’s about it. Nothing illegal this time. Hehehe.”

“Well good – the Earth has plenty of scum and villainy going on all by itself,” Carlos joked with a slight smirk. f

“Ouch… right in the heart….. at least I’m hot scum. You liked it and you know it.”

Carlos laughed. “Sometimes,” he admitted. “I should let my dad know you guys are heading here so he can start planning meals.”

“Tell him I’m bringing him a few bags of bestie worms. I know he enjoyed them last time. And I know you do too…. maybe I’ll get wheels to eat some.”

Carlos just huffed, smirking a bit. “Don’t tease Mikey too much… He tries not to eat Cheetos now. I think the whole ‘worm’ thing bothered him.”

Yondu blinks and hums. “Ok. I wotms for him…. however I think I got something he’d like more. Yeah I think he’d like it. Well…. we’ll be there soon. I’m gonna catch a little more sleep. Love you carlos. PETEY! Come get yer tablet. And don’t bother your brother. See you seen carlos.” Peter takes the tablet then rushes back to the bed with Kraglin and hops back in and snuggles against him. “Say hi Krags!”

“Sleep well, Yondu!” Carlos called as the communicator was whisked away.

He watched the picture jump around before it finally came to rest, showing the face of a very rumpled and grumpy-looking Xandar-Hraxian.

“Pete, for flark’s sake…” he mumbled, trying to hide his eyes from the brightness on the screen.

“Hey, Kraglin,” Carlos greeted with a slight smile.

Peter grins and snuggles up against kraglins chest and sighs happily. “It’s carlos Krags… common wake up. We’re going to earth in a few hours.” Snuggles up against his chest and sighs happily.

Kraglin grumbled, his eyes still closed. “’Bout time… been wonderin’ when the Cap’n was gonna decide to stop pissin’ around and swing by.”

“Careful, Kraglin – that sounds a tad bit like insubordination,” Carlos teased.

“Krags is like that when dad avoids stuff. Krags misses you too he’s just to much of a grump yo admit it.”

Pokes him. “Grumpy butt grumpy butt.” Kisses his cheek and burrows under the covers yawning a bit.

Kraglin hummed, not responding to Carlos.

“You boys look like you need to go back to sleep,” Carlos said with a slight smile. “

Peter yawns and nods. “See you Soon. Miss you. Bye.” Waves a bit and takes kraglins hand waving it before turning the tablet off. “Krags?” Looks to him and nuzzles against his neck squirming around. “Love you bro.”

Kraglin hummed again and curled into Peter. “Mm… luv’oo too…” he murmured, almost instantly falling back asleep.

***

Carlos sighed shutting off his communicator. Well… at least there was something to look forward to and take his mind off of his fruitless jobsearch.

Few hours later found peter, Kraglin, Yondu, Tullk and Jamie landing in the forest clearing thankfully fairly close to Carlos’s home. Yondu has his good upand peter grins running off into the woods towards the house. “Kraglin … follow your brother..”

Kraglin went after him like a herding dog. “Pete, get back here! It’s too dark for you to go running off!”

“Tracker’s locked on Ramon’s comm, Cap’n,” Tullk reported, looking to the device in his hand. The other arm was hooked around Half-nut’s arm.

Peter laughs playing the chase game with him in the dark. He was finally planet side and as always wanted to play hide and go seek tag.

Yondu nods. “It’s a good 15 minute walk according to this. Let’s get going…. wake up ya nut.”

Jamie yawned leaning against Tullk. “I’m awake captain…”

Tullk just smirked slightly and tugged him to follow as they started down the trail.

“PETE!” Kraglin called, getting frustrated. “Get back here!”

Peter laughs somewhere up ahead his red coat flashing in the moon light at random intervals before disappearing. Then there was silence before a body jumped on kraglins back with a laugh and holds on like a baby monkey.

Jamie allows himself to be lead stopping every few moments to scan some foliage to see if it would be useful.

Kraglin was taken down to the ground out of complete shock from the attack. He gave a loud, almost animal-like wail and tried to wriggle out of Peter’s grasp.

Tullk looked to Yondu as they walked. “What’s the plan then, Cap’n?” he asked.

Yondu hums watching his boys shaking his head. “No plan just relax and enjoy. Planet side r&r. Just don’t cause trouble… act like a terran……” looks over at peter who was now running from Kraglin. “Just not that terran…. one’s more then enough…” starts walking again to the house.

Tullk frowned slightly. “Really, Cap’n?” he asked. “Thought maybe you’d wanna try and convince Ramon to come back out with us again.”

Hello, Carlos. I hope that this isn’t an inconvenient time to be interrupting your radio. I just feel that over one year is enough to let bygones be bygones and make you consider dropping the restraining order…

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“What? Oh, Jesus Christ… you’re not the one who’s allowed to come to that conclusion. By bringing it up, you’re making me want to hold out longer.”

“But if I didn’t bring it up then you’d forget. And if you forgot then you might not remember to employ it when we–

Oh dear. You’re right, I shouldn’t have mentioned it at all. Redo?”

Carlos pressed his lips together almost painfully. He didn’t want to get into the hurting again – he didn’t! But it was really hard to remember how easy it was to get hurt when it had been months ago.

“Are you… are you doing any better, Kevin? At all?” he asked, his voice painfully even.

Kevin laughed from the other end. It was a bright, cheery laugh full of casual relief. It was a true, wonderful trademark of friendly Desert Bluffs folk. “Ahaha– Carlos! Why would you even question something like that? I can guarantee from the bottom of my heart that I am absolutely eternally

in a constant state of mortal suffering.

It’s so quiet here that I can hear the moist tap of my tongue to the roof of my mouth when I try to form human speech. The masked army doesn’t exactly do well with sounding out those brisk consonants. I’m sure you know what I mean. You were here, after all.”

So not really any better. Same ol’, same ol’. That helped Carlos in his decision.

“The masked army can be great conversationalists if you don’t expect them to respond in the same way you would,” Carlos said a little dryly. Kevin was feeling lonely, but it wasn’t Carlos’ problem.

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“What? Oh, Jesus Christ… you’re not the one who’s allowed to come to that conclusion. By bringing it up, you’re making me want to hold out longer.”

“But if I didn’t bring it up then you’d forget. And if you forgot then you might not remember to employ it when we–

Oh dear. You’re right, I shouldn’t have mentioned it at all. Redo?”

Carlos pressed his lips together almost painfully. He didn’t want to get into the hurting again – he didn’t! But it was really hard to remember how easy it was to get hurt when it had been months ago.

“Are you… are you doing any better, Kevin? At all?” he asked, his voice painfully even.

Taking a Chance (closed w/dont-do-anything-i-would-do)

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Tony
watched the other and just smiled softly before he pulled out his
tablet and began to work on some coding as the other sketched. He could
multitask, made a habit of it, so why not work on an Upgrade for Jarvis
while he spoke to the young man in front of him.

“Glad to hear you get the time, I’d have paid for a flight home if we
delayed you any way all things considered. I liked what I saw on your
CV, and with your own reports from when you were a student. It’s
interesting to see it all and I like your innovation you got going. Need
more people willing to work like that for us.” Tony smiled softly but
kept his focus on his tablet as he worked. He couldn’t sit still, a bad
habit he always had.

“So what brought you to us? Why did you choose to come here, after
Hammer Tech surely you knew of the issues?” Pepper spoke calmly, not
judging just simply wondering what was going through the other person’s
head.

Carlos tried not to smile too much at Stark’s comments. He
knew that what he had in regards of paperwork behind him (excepting Hammer) was
pretty good. But hearing someone like Tony Stark say that they liked it… It
could turn a man into an embarrassing pile of mush if he wasn’t careful.

But Potts’ questions made it easy for Carlos to return to a
more neutral expression. He realized that while drawing it was a bit harder to
come up with a response other than what he knew to be the absolute truth and
wondered if they planned this. Probably. He didn’t exactly want to straight-up lie, but he didn’t want to over-share his
feelings with them, as well as how desperate and painful his job search had
been.

“Well… honestly, I’ve always thought it would be great to
work with Stark Industries,” he said, thinking carefully about his next words. “I…
I understand that what happened was terrible and…” He paused before taking a
breath. He put his pencil down and looked to Miss Potts and Mr Stark somberly. “I
am very sorry for all the problems and danger that Hammer had put you and your
company through, and I deeply regret any part that I had unwittingly played in
it. This is not meant to sound like an excuse, but… I worked in the safety
department. However I didn’t see an entire project myself – tech was only
showed to us in parts. I did small-scale testing with the parts that I was
assigned to, but full-scale testing was not possible with the way that the labs
were run.

“When I applied for the engineering position from Stark
Industries I just thought… I just thought that the worst that you could say to
me was ‘no’ or to not even reach out to me at all.”

Immediately Carlos started to worry that he’d gotten too wordy and may have just cut off his chances. He knew what happened to those test pilots hadn’t been his fault, but he didn’t think it would be socially proper for him to deny responsibility entirely.

Tony smiled at the honesty from the other and hummed lightly in thought. He wondered about the other, about what brought him to that point, because clearly he had been holding back. “Well at least he’s honest. I knew I’d like him and maybe you’ll finally have someone who’ll tell you what you need to know before it happens.” Tony Chuckled softly to Pepper, who glared at his comment before she looked back over to Carlos with a soft smile.

“It’s okay to be honest. We like it when people are being open and honest about stuff with us. Especially considering everything that’s been going on. We have to be careful so it’s refreshing having someone here who is willing to say what they were thinking.” She smiled softly to him and looked down at the design he was sketching a moment. “Tony found your CV interesting, understanding the position you were put in, and we know many people didn’t see the danger because they couldn’t see the whole picture. That’s how Hammer seemed to work but here, you’ll work with a team on a project together. That way if you think something might go wrong you can fully test it.”

Carlos started to relax slightly. It seemed that that was an
acceptable answer, and he hadn’t messed everything up. That was… that was very
good.

He returned Miss Potts’ smile. “Thank you very much,” he
said. “That’d… it’d be a very nice and welcome change to previous environments
I’d been in.” To actually know when a project was going out, rather than
finding out the day after that it had been presented that it failed
spectacularly…He’d forgotten what a properly functioning lab was like.

Carlos picked up the pencil again and continued with the
drafting. It was starting to take shape finally – it looked like a wheelchair,
but what was immediately different was that the wheels were of a design that he
had been playing with in his head.

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“I
agree… it will be good…..” Looks up as he hears Kraglin shout St. Peter
to stop bouncing. “And now the best is bugging his big brother….. “we
have another 2 hours of night cycle then we’ll be there to you within 2
hours of that. I’ll bring Tullk and Jamie along. Jamie was really
interested in the unique nature around your house.”

“So soon? Really? I thought you guys would be maybe a standard month out.”

“Not if we use the jump drive. And to avoid peter driving us insane.. we’ll use it. We’re actually not far… just beyond… uhhh That planet Pluto? I think you terrans call it…”

“Yeah, Pluto,” Carlos agreed. “And we classify it as a dwarf planet here on Earth – basically just a smaller celestial object. What are you doing in the Solar System?” Now that Carlos thought about it, what were the space whales doing in the solar system?

“Picking up some materials from the planets around the sol system. But that’s about it. Nothing illegal this time. Hehehe.”

“Well good – the Earth has plenty of scum and villainy going on all by itself,” Carlos joked with a slight smirk. f

“Ouch… right in the heart….. at least I’m hot scum. You liked it and you know it.”

Carlos laughed. “Sometimes,” he admitted. “I should let my dad know you guys are heading here so he can start planning meals.”

“Tell him I’m bringing him a few bags of bestie worms. I know he enjoyed them last time. And I know you do too…. maybe I’ll get wheels to eat some.”

Carlos just huffed, smirking a bit. “Don’t tease Mikey too much… He tries not to eat Cheetos now. I think the whole ‘worm’ thing bothered him.”

Yondu blinks and hums. “Ok. I wotms for him…. however I think I got something he’d like more. Yeah I think he’d like it. Well…. we’ll be there soon. I’m gonna catch a little more sleep. Love you carlos. PETEY! Come get yer tablet. And don’t bother your brother. See you seen carlos.” Peter takes the tablet then rushes back to the bed with Kraglin and hops back in and snuggles against him. “Say hi Krags!”

“Sleep well, Yondu!” Carlos called as the communicator was whisked away.

He watched the picture jump around before it finally came to rest, showing the face of a very rumpled and grumpy-looking Xandar-Hraxian.

“Pete, for flark’s sake…” he mumbled, trying to hide his eyes from the brightness on the screen.

“Hey, Kraglin,” Carlos greeted with a slight smile.

Peter grins and snuggles up against kraglins chest and sighs happily. “It’s carlos Krags… common wake up. We’re going to earth in a few hours.” Snuggles up against his chest and sighs happily.

Kraglin grumbled, his eyes still closed. “’Bout time… been wonderin’ when the Cap’n was gonna decide to stop pissin’ around and swing by.”

“Careful, Kraglin – that sounds a tad bit like insubordination,” Carlos teased.

“Krags is like that when dad avoids stuff. Krags misses you too he’s just to much of a grump yo admit it.”

Pokes him. “Grumpy butt grumpy butt.” Kisses his cheek and burrows under the covers yawning a bit.

Kraglin hummed, not responding to Carlos.

“You boys look like you need to go back to sleep,” Carlos said with a slight smile. “

Peter yawns and nods. “See you Soon. Miss you. Bye.” Waves a bit and takes kraglins hand waving it before turning the tablet off. “Krags?” Looks to him and nuzzles against his neck squirming around. “Love you bro.”

Kraglin hummed again and curled into Peter. “Mm… luv’oo too…” he murmured, almost instantly falling back asleep.

***

Carlos sighed shutting off his communicator. Well… at least there was something to look forward to and take his mind off of his fruitless jobsearch.

Few hours later found peter, Kraglin, Yondu, Tullk and Jamie landing in the forest clearing thankfully fairly close to Carlos’s home. Yondu has his good upand peter grins running off into the woods towards the house. “Kraglin … follow your brother..”

Kraglin went after him like a herding dog. “Pete, get back here! It’s too dark for you to go running off!”

“Tracker’s locked on Ramon’s comm, Cap’n,” Tullk reported, looking to the device in his hand. The other arm was hooked around Half-nut’s arm.

Peter laughs playing the chase game with him in the dark. He was finally planet side and as always wanted to play hide and go seek tag.

Yondu nods. “It’s a good 15 minute walk according to this. Let’s get going…. wake up ya nut.”

Jamie yawned leaning against Tullk. “I’m awake captain…”

Tullk just smirked slightly and tugged him to follow as they started down the trail.

“PETE!” Kraglin called, getting frustrated. “Get back here!”

Peter laughs somewhere up ahead his red coat flashing in the moon light at random intervals before disappearing. Then there was silence before a body jumped on kraglins back with a laugh and holds on like a baby monkey.

Jamie allows himself to be lead stopping every few moments to scan some foliage to see if it would be useful.

Kraglin was taken down to the ground out of complete shock from the attack. He gave a loud, almost animal-like wail and tried to wriggle out of Peter’s grasp.

Tullk looked to Yondu as they walked. “What’s the plan then, Cap’n?” he asked.

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fell silent, contacting Gamma, who was currently with Flug. A few
minutes later, the bagged scientist rushed out of the manor. “My baby-!”

Carlos immediately sat up and away so that this scientist wouldn’t shove him away. Wait, was that a bag on his head?

Well, Carlos had seen weirder.

“I used a paradox on it and it fell over,” Carlos explained quickly. “I tried to reboot, but I think something fell loose in the fall.”

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Hatbot bounced again, pleased about this news. “Hatbot.” The small robot looked up at his boss.

“Yes sir?”

“I shall be inside. Watch over this pathetic fool and make sure he
does nothing funny.” Black Hat glared at the human. “Have him bring the
sentinel back when finished.”

“Yes sir!” Hatbot saluted with a grin.

Carlos hummed lowly. “The only one doing the funny stuff here is you, Señor Sombrero Negro hombre,” he murmured in a very low voice.

He immediately got to work looking around and figuring out the components he was looking at. There was a lot going on inside, he could tell. Vocal components, what looked like large coolant lines complete with a hat-shaped pump right where a heart would be on a typical human, large servos and power cords… oh, it was beautiful. He could honestly spend all day in there.

But he had a job to do so he started to look at the wires to make sure nothing was burned and broken.

Black Hat strode back into the hat shaped manor as Hatbot curiously watched the other work. This stuff was always so interesting to him! He loved to watch his creator work when he could.

Carlos hummed to himself and gently moved wires around as he inspected. He found a manual control panel further in the cavity and hummed and nodded to himself.

“I see, I see,” he said. “Okay… so far nothing looks like it’s been knocked loose from the fall. So all I have to do is activate the start-up sequence.”

Carlos got a smaller screwdriver from his bag and he started to turn the connections he found, making sure each bolt was tight. Once done he reached in to get ready to flip the switch back on.

“Alright… let’s see how he sounds.”

Carlos flipped it and retracted his hand before sitting back and watching the robot. He listened for any crackling or any rattling, which would signal that something was out of place.

Hat Bot watched anxiously and then tilted his head when a rattling sound came from him. “What’s that?”

Carlos frowned. He reached in and shut off the switch to abort the reboot before pulling out his phone and shaking it to turn on the light. “Something’s not connected,” he told the little robot as he shined it inside and started scrutinizing wires. “Or… something broke when he fell.” It sounded like it came from deep within the robot’s chest cavity. Carlos wasn’t sure he’d be able to reach it. “Dammit… Here, hold this,” he then said, offering the little robot his phone to shine the light.

Hatbot curiously took the phone and shone the light for him. “I can call Dr.flug? He created us, he’ll know what’s wrong!” He said confidently.

Carlos reached his hand in to push aside wires and get a better look. He glanced at the little robot. “Uh… how would he feel about me having shorted out your, uh… buddy here?” he asked.

“He’ll be a little upset, but he’ll be more worried about fixing him.” Hatbot shrugged, bouncing slightly on his wheel. “Should I call him?”

“Mm…” Carlos hummed awkwardly, considering. He was quiet for a few moments as he peered into the giant robot’s cavity to see if he could find what was wrong immediately. But he couldn’t. Damn. “Uh… your guys’ creator… yeah, you should probably have him come out here. I’m not sure where everything is.”

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Hatbot bounced again, pleased about this news. “Hatbot.” The small robot looked up at his boss.

“Yes sir?”

“I shall be inside. Watch over this pathetic fool and make sure he
does nothing funny.” Black Hat glared at the human. “Have him bring the
sentinel back when finished.”

“Yes sir!” Hatbot saluted with a grin.

Carlos hummed lowly. “The only one doing the funny stuff here is you, Señor Sombrero Negro hombre,” he murmured in a very low voice.

He immediately got to work looking around and figuring out the components he was looking at. There was a lot going on inside, he could tell. Vocal components, what looked like large coolant lines complete with a hat-shaped pump right where a heart would be on a typical human, large servos and power cords… oh, it was beautiful. He could honestly spend all day in there.

But he had a job to do so he started to look at the wires to make sure nothing was burned and broken.

Black Hat strode back into the hat shaped manor as Hatbot curiously watched the other work. This stuff was always so interesting to him! He loved to watch his creator work when he could.

Carlos hummed to himself and gently moved wires around as he inspected. He found a manual control panel further in the cavity and hummed and nodded to himself.

“I see, I see,” he said. “Okay… so far nothing looks like it’s been knocked loose from the fall. So all I have to do is activate the start-up sequence.”

Carlos got a smaller screwdriver from his bag and he started to turn the connections he found, making sure each bolt was tight. Once done he reached in to get ready to flip the switch back on.

“Alright… let’s see how he sounds.”

Carlos flipped it and retracted his hand before sitting back and watching the robot. He listened for any crackling or any rattling, which would signal that something was out of place.

Hat Bot watched anxiously and then tilted his head when a rattling sound came from him. “What’s that?”

Carlos frowned. He reached in and shut off the switch to abort the reboot before pulling out his phone and shaking it to turn on the light. “Something’s not connected,” he told the little robot as he shined it inside and started scrutinizing wires. “Or… something broke when he fell.” It sounded like it came from deep within the robot’s chest cavity. Carlos wasn’t sure he’d be able to reach it. “Dammit… Here, hold this,” he then said, offering the little robot his phone to shine the light.

Hatbot curiously took the phone and shone the light for him. “I can call Dr.flug? He created us, he’ll know what’s wrong!” He said confidently.

Carlos reached his hand in to push aside wires and get a better look. He glanced at the little robot. “Uh… how would he feel about me having shorted out your, uh… buddy here?” he asked.

The Vampire of Night Vale

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Carlos nodded in agreement. “Yeah… it doesn’t seem real for me, either. It’s been… roughly twelve hours already. But you’re still here… that’s all that matters.” Carlos took his hand and lifted it to his mouth, giving him gentle, loving kisses.

       Cecil vibrated softly at the affection, yet at the same time he was trying to wrap his mind around the first part of what Carlos had just told him. 

       Twelve hours already. Twelve hours, he had been afflicted with this strange, horrific curse. Yet what was twelve hours compared to a lifetime, an eternity? Cecil shuddered. It wouldn’t come to that. Rather, he hoped it wouldn’t come to that. Optimistically, this would be cured. Again, he had to remind himself of his husband’s brilliance, of the effectiveness of science. Just because Night Vale had never had to face vampirism before did not mean that it could not overcome it, that, more to the point, he and Carlos could not overcome it.

      And he was still here, yes. And so was Carlos. And they were together. And this was surely enough.

       Cecil gazed up at Carlos, still gently vibrating. “Yeah, I’m still here. I promise.”

Carlos smiled at him. He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Cecil’s mouth, still gripping his hand.

“We need to get up and ready for the day,” Carlos said softlly. “We should call the mayor… see if anything’s developed while we were sleeping.”

        Cecil met the kiss softly, humming appreciatively in his throat. He was ever grateful for Carlos’s love and reassurance, and how much warmer the scientist’s touch felt when his own skin was so cold! He felt as if this was itself sufficient to bring him back from the dead unlife.

        “Right… Right, good idea,” he murmured in reply. “It’s gonna be a big day, huh? There’s another disaster for the great Carlos the scientist to save the town from.” He chucked thinly, faith and apprehension mingled in equal measure in the quiet sound.

Carlos laughed softly, a little bashful. “I don’t really save anyone from anything… I just give them information.” He kissed Cecil again on the cheek. “I need to go shower and shave,” he murmured with a sigh.

      “Oh, you do more than that,” Cecil told him, his voice brimming with all the pride he felt in Carlos. Why, during their very first date, Carlos had saved Night Vale from a malevolent shadow energy that turned people into vaguely torso-and-limb shaped black spaces in the fabric of reality. It was a memory that Cecil cherished.

       “OK, sweetheart,” he said sweetly, his voice still a bit quiet. “While you do that, I’ll go ahead and check on the situation at large.”

Carlos smiled at him gently. He then yawned suddenly, reaching up to cover his mouth. “Ugh… sorry. Time to get up and get busy…” He turned to stand up from the bed and started to stretch his arms high above his head. His back gave an uncomfortable crack and Carlos groaned.

       “Are you OK?” Cecil asked sympathetically as he gradually pulled himself up off the bed. His concern for his husband was written in his features (somewhat ironic considering his own troubles), and as soon as he was on his feet, the newly vampiric radio host was by Carlos’s side again, fretful as ever.

Carlos hummed. “I dunno… must’ve slept wrong,” he murmured. He took a deep breath and felt some more bones crack. “Ugh… that’ll stick with me for a while.” Carlos held his hand out for Cecil’s. “C’mon… we got work to do.”