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*Max makes his way to the QM store and stood outside the door*

So… what exactly is the plan with the Tide Pods in the bucket? Are you going to test how quickly the outer film dissolves, or if it goes into osmosis?

Eh, I was just gonna see if it was weird with lake water or not, but that other stuff’s pretty cool too, I guess. *He turns the door handle* He actually left it unlocked this time.. *he kicks the door open but not too harshly*

Oh – do you think the lake water might do something interesting to it? I think that’s a great thing to ex – OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT???

*there’s an upside down crucifix within view of the door and nailed to it is a chicken teddy bear. As in… a teddy made out of chicken that looked like it belonged in a freezer. Bits of dark fur stuck out of the seams and a dark liquid looked to be seeping out. Was that blood? It was really watered down though… some kind of slime?*

WHAT THE FUCK?!

*without really thinking Carlos snaps his hands down to cover Max’s eyes and quickly backed them out, slamming the door shut*

What… what?? What the hell…??

*who just had some gross-ass effigy in their storehouse??*

……I don’t know what I expected.

What was that? No, what the hell was that?? Why did he have that?? Oh God – why is he near children????????

*Max shrugged* The inner machinations of his mind are an enigma.

Alright. Let’s try this again. *Max grabed a stick from the side of the QMS (quartermaster store) and reaches to turn the door handle*

What? No – why are you going to go in there again? Max, what if he has something dangerous in there? *Dammit – he left his danger meter a the camp site!*

Why d’you think I grabbed a stick? Now, c’mon. I can whack it out the window and we won’t have to see it again. We can get the bucket and go.

No – no, no, no, Max, let’s not. This is clearly a red zone and we should probably think of something else.

But- fiiiiine. *he tosses the stick back onto the ground* There’s probably one in the mess hall maybe. I dunno this place is cheap.

*sighs in relief* Okay… let’s go check. If not, I can invent one. O-or, something like it, I mean.

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Carlos then looked at him curiously. “Two rooms?” he asked. “Why not just one with two beds?” Granted, the room he had was one bed… but that’s all he needed. “Oh, should we think about what to eat too? Clearly I can’t find a good restaurant for the life of me, if you remember that whole ‘sandwich’ thing.” He smiled at Hancock.

“Uh…. well, I wasn’t sure you’d wanna share a room with a guy ya just met. I personally don’t mind either way, just figured ya might prefer your privacy.” He admitted softly with a little smile. One room would make the most sense, but Hancock wasn’t about to push boundaries if Carlos didn’t seem comfortable with it. “I can find us a good place, dunno what’s most popular around these parts, but it’s all pretty much the same, heh. Worst case, pub food’s always good, as long as ya like burgers, that is.”

Carlos’ smile dropped. “You warning me because you’re planning on stealing my passport and my kidney?” he asked, scarily deadpan.

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First three in my inbox get kisses 1/3

Carlos didn’t usually just go around kissing folks. But he was at least safe in the knowledge that Percival wouldn’t just punch him outright. Maybe.

Carlos gently touched the man’s arm to get his attention, and while Percival was turned toward him Carlos got up on his toes a bit and pressed a gentle – just a touch of the lips – kiss to the Director’s mouth.

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“I meant in this moment.” He said with a soft laugh when the other said courting.

“Perhaps you may like to join me for dinner tomorrow in that case? A small place just down the street.”

“Oh,” Carlos said, flushing a bit. “Um – Um, yeah – Dinner sounds great. That’d be… that’d be great…” He smiled slightly. “I… I don’t know what to do in the meantime.. sorry. I haven’t done this in a while. Damn… I already said that, didn’t I? Sorry – lemme stop talking for a second.”

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*spits out a bit of Gigglewater* I… m-maybe we should get you home, buddy. He-he-he!

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“I
don’t speak spanish.” Graves said as the other kicked his shoes
off. “something about house of Graves? I dunno. I speak Irish.” The
director says.

He tossed his coat onto the rack. “Do you want anything? like a g….glass of water?”

Carlos hummed, pulling off his own white cloak – shit, he forgot to transfigure it into a coat while out on the street, didn’t he? Damn – hopefully they didn’t stick out too much because of that. Though with Graves stumbling, they probably already did.

“Water would be great,” he said to Mr Graves. “Cold water. It’ll help me keep awake for a little bit longer… and would probably help our heads feel better later.” Maybe some salty food too – was that supposed to help? He couldn’t remember…

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*he nods slightly* y-yeah, i guess.. *hic* .. Carlos i-i promise not to rob anymore stores…

*looks down at Max* You sure, buddy? YOu’re telling me the truth, right? *his voice is still soft, but it still demands honesty.*

y-yeah.. i’m sure… *he yawns and rubs his eyes* a promise is a promise…

I would love to see you keep it, Max. I think you should take some time to yourself now… you look tired.

i’m not tired.. i’m just… sad *he glances away, mumbling* i don’t want to be alone…

Why don’t you want to be alone, Max?

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*Max makes his way to the QM store and stood outside the door*

So… what exactly is the plan with the Tide Pods in the bucket? Are you going to test how quickly the outer film dissolves, or if it goes into osmosis?

Eh, I was just gonna see if it was weird with lake water or not, but that other stuff’s pretty cool too, I guess. *He turns the door handle* He actually left it unlocked this time.. *he kicks the door open but not too harshly*

Oh – do you think the lake water might do something interesting to it? I think that’s a great thing to ex – OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT???

*there’s an upside down crucifix within view of the door and nailed to it is a chicken teddy bear. As in… a teddy made out of chicken that looked like it belonged in a freezer. Bits of dark fur stuck out of the seams and a dark liquid looked to be seeping out. Was that blood? It was really watered down though… some kind of slime?*

WHAT THE FUCK?!

*without really thinking Carlos snaps his hands down to cover Max’s eyes and quickly backed them out, slamming the door shut*

What… what?? What the hell…??

*who just had some gross-ass effigy in their storehouse??*

……I don’t know what I expected.

What was that? No, what the hell was that?? Why did he have that?? Oh God – why is he near children????????

*Max shrugged* The inner machinations of his mind are an enigma.

Alright. Let’s try this again. *Max grabed a stick from the side of the QMS (quartermaster store) and reaches to turn the door handle*

What? No – why are you going to go in there again? Max, what if he has something dangerous in there? *Dammit – he left his danger meter a the camp site!*

Why d’you think I grabbed a stick? Now, c’mon. I can whack it out the window and we won’t have to see it again. We can get the bucket and go.

No – no, no, no, Max, let’s not. This is clearly a red zone and we should probably think of something else.

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Yondu
make a grumbled whine and stays snuggled close and starts nibbling and
kissing at his neck with a purr. “ noooo no get up…. warm comfy….
mine..”

Carlos yelped. “Ah! Yondu, stop biting at me!” he said and he gently smacked at his shoulder. “Come on! I smell sausage and eggs!”

Grunts and then kisses him full on humming into the kiss deepening ithands playing through his hair.

Carlos quickly started to get uneasy with the kiss. It felt nice, but did Yondu know what he was doing? Carlos made a noise before putting his hands on YOndu’s shoulder and pushing him, though not hard – just enough for him to get the idea.

Yondu mumbles still pretty much asleep and snuggles back up with him slowly waking up. “Mhmmm….. boys here yet?”

“Uh… uh, no. But it’s breakfast time. You should eat something… it’ll help you wake up.” Carlos pat his shoulder again. “Come on – for serious. Let’s get up.”

Stretches and gets up looking to him and smiles leaning over and kisses his cheek. “Morning beautiful.”

Carlos blinked. Was he doing this sort of thing on purpose??

“Um… morning,” he said, trying to offer YOndu a slight smile. “Dad’s making breakfast – can you smell it?”

Yondu blinks a bit and yawns the sniffs a bit. “Mhmmmm Yeah…. smells good….. “ stands stretching still in his boxers as he saunters out of the room still half asleep.

“Hey – Hey, hey, hey! Yondu! Clothes!” Carlos called. He wriggled out of the covers in his bed to get up. His head swam a bit from the sudden change in position, but he tried still to run after Yondu. Only to smack face-first into the door frame.

“Augh!”

Yondu quickly turns and grabs him checking him. “Carlos… gotta be careful….” checks mos face and nose.”

“Ow… ow, Jesus… owie…” He leaned against the wall, trying to resist the urge to touch so Yondu could look him over. “I… I think I’m okay,” he said softly. Though the ridge over his eyebrow felt hot and pulsing – it was probably going to bruise something nasty.

Lightly touches the spot on his brow and reaches to his coat and pulls out a tin with a purple cream in it and rubs some into the wounded spot going in soft slow circles then kisses his forehead

Carlos ‘meeped’ when Yondu started rubbing the stuff on his face. “I… Jesus, what is that?” he asked.The wound started to have a different kind of hot feeling, and it seemed a little tingly. “What’s it do?”

“A healing salve halfnut made. He makes it from these plants found on this one planet….there’s a pharmaceutical one mass produced but it’s way weaker then what he makes.”

Carlos blinked. “Oh – Oh my goodness… you didn’t have to use it on me, though,” he said, a little embarrassed. “You should save that stuff – Half-nut can’t be able to make it all that often, can he?”

The painful heat was going away though and the pulsing was gone… probably partially due to the mini-massage Yondu gave the spot as well.

“Hmmm no he can’t… only when we go past that planet and we have a few dozen go harvest so he can make it. But it’s ok. I don’t need it often and it works wonders.”

“Clearly,” Carlos said with a smile. “But I wouldn’t have minded walking around with a bruise… it probably wasn’t bad.” But who knew – it was on his head near his eye, and he kind of needs those without being in pain. Secretly, he was very grateful. That shouldn’t be a secret though, he decided. “Thank you, Yondu. It’s feeling a lot better.“

Yondu smiles putting the cream away then looks at him a hit of sadness in his red eyes. “Well… lets get ready… boys will be here soon…” gets dressed pulling the hoodie over his head.

Carlos nodded and he got dressed as well, deciding to wear a pair of pants from his Earth clothes, but wearing an alien graphic tee to kind of show it off to his brother. He smiled over at Yondu when he was done.

“Are they going to call us, or are they just going to trace us?” he asked Yondu. “Kraglin and Peter, I mean.”

“Kraglin will call us and trace us.. peter just traces and shows up…. we’ll be looking fly if peter doesn’t annoy Kraglin enough to now crash into the house…”

“Do they have a car of their own?” Carlos asked Yondu. “Or… something? And please tell me Kraglin knows how to operate an Earth-vehicle.”

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*he nods slightly* y-yeah, i guess.. *hic* .. Carlos i-i promise not to rob anymore stores…

*looks down at Max* You sure, buddy? YOu’re telling me the truth, right? *his voice is still soft, but it still demands honesty.*

y-yeah.. i’m sure… *he yawns and rubs his eyes* a promise is a promise…

I would love to see you keep it, Max. I think you should take some time to yourself now… you look tired.

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You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.

@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*

*he nods slightly* y-yeah, i guess.. *hic* .. Carlos i-i promise not to rob anymore stores…

*looks down at Max* You sure, buddy? YOu’re telling me the truth, right? *his voice is still soft, but it still demands honesty.*