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“Tripplesix
killed him in an attempt to get me to become a god.” said arsenic, in a
voice that sounded like raindrops, and the absence of a beloved pet.

Carlos’ face fell immediately, and he felt a twinge of fear
in him. The other him was dead. That was… scary. And unsettling.

“Is… there a chance that this Tripplesix is… still active
and dangerous enough to hurt me?” he asked carefully.

“In the multiverse, if you can get to the soul of the dead person before the litereral incarnation of death, you can keep there soul, an possibly put it in a robot body. I will, in the unlikely case that you die, to grab your soul and put it in a robot body.” arsenic said, involuntarily recalling the death of there own version of carlos.

That didn’t sound good at all to Carlos. “You didn’t answer
my question,” Carlos pointed out. “Is there a chance I’d get hurt?”

Starways to Hell

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Motions
to a bike like thing. Was that a old motor cycle. It seemed Yondu was a
collector of terran things too. “Been a long time since I rode It but
yeah. And don’t call him….. I don’t want police around.”

Carlos looked at the motorcycle, surprised. “I had no idea
you had this,” he told Yondu. It looked to be in good contition. He knocked on
the fuel tank and it sounded like it had stuff in it. “You’ve driven it before?”

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Carlos: *picks up @max-searchhistory* This is my new son.

Carlos: *picks up @dedmaxsearchhistory* This is also my new son. He’s a rescue.

W hA t

Hi, ‘W hA t’. I’m Dadlos.

That doesn’t make any sense.

It’s a dad joke. It doesn’t have to make sense 🙂

I- dammit you’re right

Watch your mouth, young man! ♥ Love you!

I don’t know how to feel about this.. *squint*

*smiles at him* I’m just teasing you, kiddo.

Starways to Hell

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He
sighs as he lands. “Well…. you’ll go home… see your parents……. and…….
enjoy life I guess…… I did my part of the promise…. your home…”

Carlos blinked at him. “That’s… that’s it?” he asked. “But…
I told you I wanted you to meet my family. We were gonna shop for treats for
the crew. And I even invited you to dinner.”

Sighs. “Carlos…. I’m a blue alien on non space faring planet. ….. I…….. I prolonged bringing you back…. I’d selfishly hoped you’d say fuck all to terra and… stay…….but…. to keep you from your family… is not right….. I… Terra’s to fat off any navigation I go by…. you’ll hardly ever see me…..”

Carlos frowned. “But… my Dad would want to meet the guy who
brought me back. Are you just going to try to forget about me, Yondu?” That
wasn’t what he wanted. Not what he wanted at all. He’d been trying to think of
ways to get Yondu through the neighborhood to go to his house.

“Doubt I could forget you even if I had my memory erased…… it’s dark out…… so long as I get into hiding when the sun comes up… I’ll be fine….. I can’t be seen…. or…… I’m gonna get dissected on some lab table….”

“It’s cold enough, you can wear freakin’ ski goggles for all
I care.” But Carlos sighed, understanding. “Look, just… how long can you guys
stick around up in orbit?”

Carlos thought that maybe there would be a lot of ‘settling’
for him to do anyway. A lot of excuses to make. He sighed. He had no idea what
he was going to say still.

Shrugs. “Until I say we go. We can always send peter and the Terran looking crew down for supplies…….. I’m sorry. Your right. We made a plan and I’d be a dick to ruin it. And while it’s a nice dick it’s not time for it to come out and make its self known. You got a extra hoodie?”

Carlos nodded and got up to go to his luggage. He opened it
up and started to look through until finding a navy blue hooded jacket. He
pulled it out and offered it to Yondu.

“Will it fit?” he asked.

Pulls his coat off then slips the hoodie on. It was slightly snug but it fit. He pulled the hood over his head and looks at him motioning for the hatch but grabs him back quickly and kisses him and pulls out the photo book. “Don’t forget this….”

Carlos smiled slightly and took it. “Thanks, Yondu,” he
said. “My dad’s house is probably a half hour walk away.” He sighed, wishing he
had his car. “I dunno… should I give my dad a call first? Before going to the
door? I don’t want him calling the police before we can get there.”

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Carlos: *picks up @max-searchhistory* This is my new son.

Carlos: *picks up @dedmaxsearchhistory* This is also my new son. He’s a rescue.

Wait so am I your soon-to-be-daughter-in-law now

Wut? They’re ten. Max2 aren’t getting married if I have anything to say about it. 😦

Max can get married if he wants to.

Max is ten. You kids… you’re so young… why are you getting married already?

Starways to Hell

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He
sighs as he lands. “Well…. you’ll go home… see your parents……. and…….
enjoy life I guess…… I did my part of the promise…. your home…”

Carlos blinked at him. “That’s… that’s it?” he asked. “But…
I told you I wanted you to meet my family. We were gonna shop for treats for
the crew. And I even invited you to dinner.”

Sighs. “Carlos…. I’m a blue alien on non space faring planet. ….. I…….. I prolonged bringing you back…. I’d selfishly hoped you’d say fuck all to terra and… stay…….but…. to keep you from your family… is not right….. I… Terra’s to fat off any navigation I go by…. you’ll hardly ever see me…..”

Carlos frowned. “But… my Dad would want to meet the guy who
brought me back. Are you just going to try to forget about me, Yondu?” That
wasn’t what he wanted. Not what he wanted at all. He’d been trying to think of
ways to get Yondu through the neighborhood to go to his house.

“Doubt I could forget you even if I had my memory erased…… it’s dark out…… so long as I get into hiding when the sun comes up… I’ll be fine….. I can’t be seen…. or…… I’m gonna get dissected on some lab table….”

“It’s cold enough, you can wear freakin’ ski goggles for all
I care.” But Carlos sighed, understanding. “Look, just… how long can you guys
stick around up in orbit?”

Carlos thought that maybe there would be a lot of ‘settling’
for him to do anyway. A lot of excuses to make. He sighed. He had no idea what
he was going to say still.

Shrugs. “Until I say we go. We can always send peter and the Terran looking crew down for supplies…….. I’m sorry. Your right. We made a plan and I’d be a dick to ruin it. And while it’s a nice dick it’s not time for it to come out and make its self known. You got a extra hoodie?”

Carlos nodded and got up to go to his luggage. He opened it
up and started to look through until finding a navy blue hooded jacket. He
pulled it out and offered it to Yondu.

“Will it fit?” he asked.

Starways to Hell

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He
sighs as he lands. “Well…. you’ll go home… see your parents……. and…….
enjoy life I guess…… I did my part of the promise…. your home…”

Carlos blinked at him. “That’s… that’s it?” he asked. “But…
I told you I wanted you to meet my family. We were gonna shop for treats for
the crew. And I even invited you to dinner.”

Sighs. “Carlos…. I’m a blue alien on non space faring planet. ….. I…….. I prolonged bringing you back…. I’d selfishly hoped you’d say fuck all to terra and… stay…….but…. to keep you from your family… is not right….. I… Terra’s to fat off any navigation I go by…. you’ll hardly ever see me…..”

Carlos frowned. “But… my Dad would want to meet the guy who
brought me back. Are you just going to try to forget about me, Yondu?” That
wasn’t what he wanted. Not what he wanted at all. He’d been trying to think of
ways to get Yondu through the neighborhood to go to his house.

“Doubt I could forget you even if I had my memory erased…… it’s dark out…… so long as I get into hiding when the sun comes up… I’ll be fine….. I can’t be seen…. or…… I’m gonna get dissected on some lab table….”

“It’s cold enough, you can wear freakin’ ski goggles for all
I care.” But Carlos sighed, understanding. “Look, just… how long can you guys
stick around up in orbit?”

Carlos thought that maybe there would be a lot of ‘settling’
for him to do anyway. A lot of excuses to make. He sighed. He had no idea what
he was going to say still.

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… *he quickly dries his eyes and smiles* t-thanks Carlos

*smiles slightly* You’re welcome, kiddo. Just let me know
what you need, okay?

*he nods, glancing around the tent*  honestly.. i don’t even know what i need…

Okay, Max. Well… we’ll start out with the shadow people for
now. Don’t follow them, okay? Don’t do what they tell you. We need to learn
about them first. Unfortunately… I can’t see them. So I need your help, Max.

*he nods again* what should i do?

Just tell me what they do. Don’t put yourself in danger, but just watch them. Write things down that they do – the things they say and things like that. I’ll try to do what research I can about shadow people and see what they could possibly want. And tell me anything they say that especially worries you. Okay, Max?