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A creature walks up to you. They are 8 feet tall, and have the base body of an anthro skeletal cat. The little white dots in there eyes are the shape of gears, and they have skeletal bat wings protruding from there back. They are wearing a blue hoodie and black shorts with white stripes on the sides of the pant legs, the gap in between the two articles of clothing showing quite a lot of spine, and they are also wearing pink bedroom slippers, witch there toe claws (they also have some claws on the end of there fingers) poke through. They have horns that curve and hug the side of there head, witch come out from behind silver furred cat ears. They also have a long tail with a poof of silver fur on the end. “Howdy,” they say “im arsenic dreemur, fusion of the two beings known as wildheart and horns, and i need your help.”

Carlos looked up at the being. To his credit he only felt a little bit like he was about to wet his
pants in fear. But one didn’t live in Night Vale very long if they didn’t learn
how to shake those sort of feelings off.

“Um… Okay?” he asked. “I’m pretty sure arsenic is a poison
that tastes like almonds. Though I’ve never had almonds, so I don’t know. Um…
what is it that you need help with… friend?”

((Woops, wrong blog on first rebolg))

“You see,” arsenic said “the memorys of my friends and family were locked away by my asshole cousin, tripplesix the trickster goddess, and i need someone to help me take away her godhood so i can get there memorys back. I figured that i would ask for help from the nearest alternate version of someone i know, so it would be easier to get along. Sorry for being creepy.”

“Alternate version?” Carlos asked, confused. He couldn’t
imagine an alternate-universe version of himself doing something other than
science. “You’re okay, I promise. I’m just surprised, is all. So… are we, like,
friends in another universe? Is that how this is?”

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Half laughs a bit. “I.. lo.. lo look forward ta it.”

Yondu ingnores them checking his console. He had to admit those
springs were a great place. He felt like a billion credits. Defiantly
due a repeat. “Hey Carlos. We got 2 jumps then we’ll be on terra. Lookit
the map and see if ya can pinpoint yer folks place.”

Carlos looked at Yondu from his seat. “Oh, sure,” he said
and headed for Navigation. Kraglin pulled up scans of Earth for Carlos and
stepped aside for him to zoom into the location.

“There’s a forest close by my dad’s house,” Carlos told
Yondu. “I don’t know if you have an M-ship capable of cloaking, but I think
that’s the best place for an LZ.” He tried to keep his voice even, trying to
contain the butterflies of excitement that were currently making him feel a
little sick.

“Yeah. We can take my warbird…. used that when I picked up petey. Krags. When I’m down there your in charge. Tullk back him up…. everyone strap in. About to do the jumps.”

Carlos looked back toward his chair, but Kraglin grabbed his
shoulders and forced him down to sit into the Navigation chair. The First-Mate then
went to sit in Carlos’ chair – just until the jumps were over. Kraglin looked
to Yondu and nodded.

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A creature walks up to you. They are 8 feet tall, and have the base body of an anthro skeletal cat. The little white dots in there eyes are the shape of gears, and they have skeletal bat wings protruding from there back. They are wearing a blue hoodie and black shorts with white stripes on the sides of the pant legs, the gap in between the two articles of clothing showing quite a lot of spine, and they are also wearing pink bedroom slippers, witch there toe claws (they also have some claws on the end of there fingers) poke through. They have horns that curve and hug the side of there head, witch come out from behind silver furred cat ears. They also have a long tail with a poof of silver fur on the end. “Howdy,” they say “im arsenic dreemur, fusion of the two beings known as wildheart and horns, and i need your help.”

Carlos looked up at the being. To his credit he only felt a little bit like he was about to wet his
pants in fear. But one didn’t live in Night Vale very long if they didn’t learn
how to shake those sort of feelings off.

“Um… Okay?” he asked. “I’m pretty sure arsenic is a poison
that tastes like almonds. Though I’ve never had almonds, so I don’t know. Um…
what is it that you need help with… friend?”

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*he
nods slightly, glancing away* if i keep my old secrets, does it count
as lying? like the on going lies that i’ve been keeping?

Old secrets? Like, the ones that don’t matter anymore and
can’t hurt anyone? You don’t have to keep those. *sighs* But, I mean… if you
are trying to protect someone, then that’s fine. *he blinks* Actually – no,
wait. If you have a problem, you tell an adult, okay? If you’re being asked to
keep secrets, you tell an adult you
trust. It’s not your job to try to protect people – even if that person is the
adult you trust, okay? You’re a kid…

I’m sorry, I don’t mean to confuse you.

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Half laughs a bit. “I.. lo.. lo look forward ta it.”

Yondu ingnores them checking his console. He had to admit those
springs were a great place. He felt like a billion credits. Defiantly
due a repeat. “Hey Carlos. We got 2 jumps then we’ll be on terra. Lookit
the map and see if ya can pinpoint yer folks place.”

Carlos looked at Yondu from his seat. “Oh, sure,” he said
and headed for Navigation. Kraglin pulled up scans of Earth for Carlos and
stepped aside for him to zoom into the location.

“There’s a forest close by my dad’s house,” Carlos told
Yondu. “I don’t know if you have an M-ship capable of cloaking, but I think
that’s the best place for an LZ.” He tried to keep his voice even, trying to
contain the butterflies of excitement that were currently making him feel a
little sick.

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Carlos looked at him and he smiled. “Oh, of course,” he
said.

Carlos got his tools and set them aside before he started to
carefully unwrap the terminal that they got from the fabric he’d wrapped it in.
He then took out one of his screwdrivers and started to take off the casing.

Going quiet then, the ghoul just sat close and watched the other man work, a curious look on his face. “Y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever really seen the inside of one’a these things, not like…. whole, anyway. I’ve seen ‘em smashed up before.”

Carlos grinned again. “It’s kinda nice,” Carlos said. “I
like seeing all the order and knowing that things are connected in a special
way. I can’t tell you how many cars or machines that I’ve seen that just made
me sad looking at them. I’ve always wanted to ride in a car.”

Carlos took the casing off and set it to the side, upside
down as a make-shift tray for parts. A thought occurred to him. “Oh – can you
get me a bowl for the screws I get out?” he asked Hancock. “I’m sorry; I didn’t
think of it until now.”

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wait, you’re not suppose to follow strangers? why? don’t people follow stranger all the time? *he tilts his head*

*looks at Max* Has… no one ever told you that? Oh my god…
okay. Um… well, it’s for safety reasons. Sometimes, people want to um… hurt
little kids. I don’t know why, but they want to. So parents are supposed to
tell their kids not to follow strangers or do anything a stranger says because
it could hurt you.

And that instruction is especially true with the shadow
people – we don’t know who they are or what they want. So don’t do anything
they tell you to, okay?

oh… but.. what if the stranger is nice? all the strangers i’ve met have turned into friends! my bosses were strangers, well the one still is kinda, but now i know them, and know that they don’t to hurt me! *he smiles*

You can try to get to know them, but if they tell you to go
someplace with them on your own or tell you to keep bad secrets you shouldn’t
listen to them. You need to be careful, Max. When you first meet people, don’t
do what they say.

well.. what counts as a ‘bad secret’? cause i have a lot of secrets and i want to know if their bad..

Well, things like being told to lie. Like, if someone says “don’t
tell so-and-so I broke their toy” or something. Or “don’t tell them I stole
their candy”. (this kid’s parents should have already told him this… did they really not care enough?)

oh… then i have a few of those… *he glanced at the floor* but.. what if you lie to like.. protect someone? ‘what they don’t know won’t hurt them’ right?

*frowns. Now that’s tough.*It really depends, if I’m going
to be honest. But you have to think – is it because you don’t want to hurt
them? Or you don’t want to get in trouble? Generally speaking, Max, you need to
tell the truth.

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“No….. I… I don’t want him to hate me….. everyone else does…..I’m sorry I hurt half…”

Jamie looks at him and sighs. “It’s ok…. I’ll punch ya later.” Nuzzles against Tullk.

Tullk made a slight face, not really agreeing with Half-nut’s
easy forgiveness. But contention – especially with Peter – wouldn’t do anyone
any good right then.

“Quill… the only ones that hate you are the ones that are
upset you’re close to the Captain,” he explained. “The rest who been here a while
or are just too dumb to care about those things –“ he pointed toward Oblo “—don’t
really give a shit about it. Right now though you need to be supportin’ yer
captain. And that means tellin’ him when you have a problem with someone so he
can get rid of them – if his crew has problems with each other, it ain’t good
for business. And maybe eventually, when things calm down, you can tell him
what happened. And tell him why it went wrong. Got it?”

He nods and jumps in the water and hugs them both. “Thanks. I’m really sorry. Half wasn’t my target. He never would be.” Half smiles snuggling against tullks chest. “Go in now kid. I’m trying to relax…. feel better knowing no one’s trying to kill me…”

Tullk nodded in agreement, shooing the boy off with his hand
as he held Half-nut a tad closer to himself.

Half smiles kissing his chest lightly and yawns. “Love you Tullk. I think I’m finally going to be ok….. sorry I worried you….”

Tullk hummed. “You just get yourself feelin’ better all the
way, lad,” the older Ravager told him, and he smiled slightly.

Smiles kissing at him along his neck and up his facectracing the tatoo then lightly in his lips.

Tullk relaxed into the kiss and held Half-nut close. He was
pretty sure that not much else could happen during shore leave.

Purrs and kisses him running his hands over him then up through his hair. “Mhmmmm… you handsome ravager.”

“You little shit,” Tullk returned cheekily. He then reached
up to grip his hand and pull it down. “I told you to relax. An’ I don’t think
the Captain would appreciate much if we make another scene.”

Pouts but snuggles up against him face pressed to his neck. “I’m gonna turn into a prune….. hehe…” Coughs a few times then settles.

“A healthier prune, I hope,” Tullk commented. He rubbed
Half-nut’s shoulder and pressed a kiss to the top of his head before shutting
his eyes again. A couple more days of this and hopefully Half-nut would be
feeling much better.

Smiles relaxing eventually giving in and softly snores mumbling while sleeping doing his normal little twitches. A side effect from his head trauma years ago when he was shot in the head by a nova corpsman.

Few days later Yondu was assessing halfnuts health before they left to head to terra. “Well…. you look good as new. You’ll still take it easy for a few days but you look good to go. Now Tullk can fucking breathe and not worry every damn second.”

Half grins looking to Tullk. “Well he kn..kn knows I’m a bit.. me…me..messed up hehe.”

Tullk reached and squeezed Half-nut’s arm with a slight
smile.

“Fit fer duty, sir?” Tullk asked him.

Half smiles and leans into him.

Yondu rolls his eyes. “Yeah he’s fit fer duty. Lets head out. .MOVE OUT BOYS!!!” They all head back to the eclector. Peter grins and jumps at half from behind hugging him then runs off to the ship.

Half blinks as he follows Tullk. Back on the eclector half was back in his proper place next to Tullk at the helm controls. “Fe..fe fe Feels god ya be ba back. Huh tullk.”

Tullk just nodded, working on his console. “Aye, lad. Let’s
keep it that way.” He glanced at the other, smiling. “Later… you n’ I are gonna
celebrate.”

Kraglin rolled his eyes from his own console. He didn’t want
to imagine that.

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wait, you’re not suppose to follow strangers? why? don’t people follow stranger all the time? *he tilts his head*

*looks at Max* Has… no one ever told you that? Oh my god…
okay. Um… well, it’s for safety reasons. Sometimes, people want to um… hurt
little kids. I don’t know why, but they want to. So parents are supposed to
tell their kids not to follow strangers or do anything a stranger says because
it could hurt you.

And that instruction is especially true with the shadow
people – we don’t know who they are or what they want. So don’t do anything
they tell you to, okay?

oh… but.. what if the stranger is nice? all the strangers i’ve met have turned into friends! my bosses were strangers, well the one still is kinda, but now i know them, and know that they don’t to hurt me! *he smiles*

You can try to get to know them, but if they tell you to go
someplace with them on your own or tell you to keep bad secrets you shouldn’t
listen to them. You need to be careful, Max. When you first meet people, don’t
do what they say.

well.. what counts as a ‘bad secret’? cause i have a lot of secrets and i want to know if their bad..

Well, things like being told to lie. Like, if someone says “don’t
tell so-and-so I broke their toy” or something. Or “don’t tell them I stole
their candy”. (this kid’s parents should have already told him this… did they really not care enough?)

“Quick, take my hand, it’s urgent!” (whispers-of-change)

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“Being
your own boss,” she said quietly, taking a moment before she looked
back up. “The people who’ve been in charge of me in the past have been…
Less than favorable,” she added. “So… It’s better this way.”

“Oh,” Carlos said softly. That didn’t sound good. He could
only imagine how it was, as he’d had a few bad jobs himself. “Well… I’m glad
everything’s better this way,” he said. “It’s kind of useless to hate your own
job, right?”