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*stands there. He flinches once, nervously* @dedmaxsearchhistory

Maaaaaax…..?

*he looked sick and pale* whaaaaat..?

Max…. Max, you don’t look good. I… Please, please, please, tell me – did you eat something you shouldn’t have?? I know I just went through this with you but… but humor me, okay?

*he glanced away, muttering* a-an anon made me, okay? but i’ll be fine in abit..

Yeah, it will be because I’m taking you to the hospital! *he picks up the kid and carries him to his car* Max, if you have to throw up then don’t be afraid to do it. Your body needs to get all that wax out and fast. *he opens the back door of the car and puts Max in a seat.*

*he groaned, wrapping his arms around himself* do we really need to go to the hospital? can’t i just die peacefully at camp?

You’re not going to die. It’ll take time before the crayons get to the intestines – but we need to get you to the hospital and get them out before they cause a blockage. *Carlos put a seatbelt on Max and hurried to the driver’s seat* Hold on, Max – you’re going to be okay!

*he leans his head aganst the window, glancing at Carlos* it’s just going to be some huge bill… what can i say to convince you not to go to the hospital? *coughs* it take me like.. five to ten minutes to die Carlos, even that would suck less the a hospital…

I don’t care about the cost, Max – you’re worth it! And it won’t take ten minutes – death from intestinal blockage would take longer. We’re just gonna get that wax out of you and be done with it!

*long groan* how do you even get wax out of a body..?

I… Well, Max, you could throw it up yourself. But if you’re unable to do that, the hospital can pump your stomach. It’s… it’s where they empty it before anything has a chance to get into the intestines.

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Yondu
smirks and goes back to his own cone going quiet after a bit and
finishes his cone. “I hate you……. I hate you for making me feel like
this………damnit…..”

Carlos’ smile dropped almost immediately, and guilt crept up and started to curl around his heart. He looked down at his own cone – just down to the cone now with a small pool of ice cream inside. “I… I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I… I shouldn’t have let us get… that much closer. Then this would be a lot easier for both of us…”

“Story of my life……. I should have just…… dumped ya back on some settlement like I was planning…. but…. this damn thing I didn’t know I had called a heart betrayed me…….. and now…. I have to let go of something I don’t want to let go of……. I’m trying so hard to not say fuck all and take you with me……. to hell if you hate me…. but……” shoves the last bit of his cone in his mouth and then fiddles with the napkin.

Carlos frowned, nibbling on the edge of his cone. “But… you care too much about what I think of you to do that, huh?” he asked softly. “Just… you don’t want more people you care about being mad at you… huh?”

“Because I love you enough to let you go even if it hurts so much that I feel like dying……. Yeah….” sighs looking at his clawed fingers and the scars around his wrists from the slave cuffs when he was younger.

Carlos had the edge of his cone in his mouth again whiile Yondu talked. After a bit he brought it down and reached out to gently touch one of Yondu’s hands. “Do me a favor,” he said softly. “I know you’re going to be sad, not having me around, but… do me a favor and take that energy… and put it into being the best damn dad your boys could ever ask for. Do that for me, because there’s only so much I can do over an interstellar communicator.”

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Yondu
smirks and goes back to his own cone going quiet after a bit and
finishes his cone. “I hate you……. I hate you for making me feel like
this………damnit…..”

Carlos’ smile dropped almost immediately, and guilt crept up and started to curl around his heart. He looked down at his own cone – just down to the cone now with a small pool of ice cream inside. “I… I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I… I shouldn’t have let us get… that much closer. Then this would be a lot easier for both of us…”

“Story of my life……. I should have just…… dumped ya back on some settlement like I was planning…. but…. this damn thing I didn’t know I had called a heart betrayed me…….. and now…. I have to let go of something I don’t want to let go of……. I’m trying so hard to not say fuck all and take you with me……. to hell if you hate me…. but……” shoves the last bit of his cone in his mouth and then fiddles with the napkin.

Carlos frowned, nibbling on the edge of his cone. “But… you care too much about what I think of you to do that, huh?” he asked softly. “Just… you don’t want more people you care about being mad at you… huh?”

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Yondu
smirks and goes back to his own cone going quiet after a bit and
finishes his cone. “I hate you……. I hate you for making me feel like
this………damnit…..”

Carlos’ smile dropped almost immediately, and guilt crept up and started to curl around his heart. He looked down at his own cone – just down to the cone now with a small pool of ice cream inside. “I… I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I… I shouldn’t have let us get… that much closer. Then this would be a lot easier for both of us…”

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Carlos hummed, scratching his fuzzy cheek as he thought about it. “The short answer is ‘yes’. Yes you can.”

“Really?” he said, “Oh, thank god. I would not be able to survive here. So, is there any trick to it? Because I heard some guy left, but he was replaced with a clone of himself, or something?”

Carlos hummed. “Well, I said the short answer is ‘yes’. But the long answer… is ‘Yeeeeeesssss….?’ Drawn out with an inflection at the end, as the one answering isn’t sure if what they speak is entirely the truth. Lemme explain: There are, technically, various ways to leave. You can drive to Desert Bluffs, an equally weird and seemingly inescapable place. Or a portal to the early Jurassic to the early Cretaceous period could open and one may be transported to a time before Night Vale even existed. Or you could simply stop existing. That happens too, sometimes. But I myself have been trapped in a Desert Otherworld that seems to be an alternate universe that runs very closely to Night Vale in the multiverse. So, technically… you can leave this place. But being picky about how you leave… that’s where it gets tricky.”

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*stands there. He flinches once, nervously* @dedmaxsearchhistory

Maaaaaax…..?

*he looked sick and pale* whaaaaat..?

Max…. Max, you don’t look good. I… Please, please, please, tell me – did you eat something you shouldn’t have?? I know I just went through this with you but… but humor me, okay?

*he glanced away, muttering* a-an anon made me, okay? but i’ll be fine in abit..

Yeah, it will be because I’m taking you to the hospital! *he picks up the kid and carries him to his car* Max, if you have to throw up then don’t be afraid to do it. Your body needs to get all that wax out and fast. *he opens the back door of the car and puts Max in a seat.*

*he groaned, wrapping his arms around himself* do we really need to go to the hospital? can’t i just die peacefully at camp?

You’re not going to die. It’ll take time before the crayons get to the intestines – but we need to get you to the hospital and get them out before they cause a blockage. *Carlos put a seatbelt on Max and hurried to the driver’s seat* Hold on, Max – you’re going to be okay!

dedmax ate over 50 crayons, we couldn’t stop him…

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That could create intestinal blockage! @dedmaxsearchhistory are you okay??

depends what we’re talking about- wait why?

Eating crayons. Have you done it? If it’s just one, that’s fine, but if it’s more than one Max I need you to tell me.

eating- gods fucking damn it, I DIDN’T EAT ANY CRAYONS. i only licked one

G- God fu-freaking… Ugh! *yells at the anons* STOP IT! STOP TELLING ME LIES!

*sighs* at least now you don’t have to freak out over wether or not i ate 50 crayons

I’m sorry, Max… *picks him up and hugs him with a sad face* 😥

*he pats Carlos’ back* you were just worried, it’s alright

I was very worried. I just want you safe, buddy… *hugs him a little tighter.*

… *he chuckles slightly* and i will be as soon you stop crushing me!

Oh… oh! Um, sorry buddy. *he hesitates a moment, but slowly lowers Max back to the ground*

*he smiles slightly, brushing himself off* it’s alright

*he wants to hug Max again already. He settles for reaching and gently patting the top of his head* Well… thanks for putting up with me, mister.

well, thanks for putting up with me *he isn’t really sure what to make of the pats, but he doesn’t hate it-*

*Carlos smiles a bit awkwardly, but happy* No problem, Max.

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*stands there. He flinches once, nervously* @dedmaxsearchhistory

Maaaaaax…..?

*he looked sick and pale* whaaaaat..?

Max…. Max, you don’t look good. I… Please, please, please, tell me – did you eat something you shouldn’t have?? I know I just went through this with you but… but humor me, okay?

*he glanced away, muttering* a-an anon made me, okay? but i’ll be fine in abit..

Yeah, it will be because I’m taking you to the hospital! *he picks up the kid and carries him to his car* Max, if you have to throw up then don’t be afraid to do it. Your body needs to get all that wax out and fast. *he opens the back door of the car and puts Max in a seat.*

dedmax ate over 50 crayons, we couldn’t stop him…

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That could create intestinal blockage! @dedmaxsearchhistory are you okay??

depends what we’re talking about- wait why?

Eating crayons. Have you done it? If it’s just one, that’s fine, but if it’s more than one Max I need you to tell me.

eating- gods fucking damn it, I DIDN’T EAT ANY CRAYONS. i only licked one

G- God fu-freaking… Ugh! *yells at the anons* STOP IT! STOP TELLING ME LIES!

*sighs* at least now you don’t have to freak out over wether or not i ate 50 crayons

I’m sorry, Max… *picks him up and hugs him with a sad face* 😥

*he pats Carlos’ back* you were just worried, it’s alright

I was very worried. I just want you safe, buddy… *hugs him a little tighter.*

… *he chuckles slightly* and i will be as soon you stop crushing me!

Oh… oh! Um, sorry buddy. *he hesitates a moment, but slowly lowers Max back to the ground*

*he smiles slightly, brushing himself off* it’s alright

*he wants to hug Max again already. He settles for reaching and gently patting the top of his head* Well… thanks for putting up with me, mister.