Yondu chuckles. “They like you… oh look it’s a baby.”
A tiny smaller then Carlos one floats around pressed against a much larger one obviously it’s Mother.
Carlos gasped softly. “Oh, my goodness,” he said in awe. “That’s
incredible,” he said again, watching the creatures as he tried to memorize
every bit of them.
The baby creature acts much like a whale floating around and spinning around playfully.
“Oh my goodness,” Carlos repeated. “It’s so cute… how old do
you think it is?”
“Wait, meme-speaking?” Stephen raised an eyebrow at that. All he heard was coos and clicks like a small infant animal trying to communicate for the first time. Bamf? Like…..Nightcrawler bamf? Were these…..actual bamfs?“
“No…these creatures are harmless. I know their well….father if it seems to be that way…” Stephen held out his hand with a smile. “They’re well….they’re demons. Demonic in nature but completely harmless. Mischievous more than anything…we call them bamfs because that is the sound they make when they teleport. Yes….they teleport. And to be very accurate, yes they are from Hell. Wonder how they populated so fast and got here in the first place. Tell me…have you come across a man by the name of Kurt Wagner? He well…he looks like that.” he pointed to the blue fuzzball. “but he is human size and has a German accent. He’s also a Catholic priest so don’t let that throw you off.”
Carlos looked at him. “I haven’t been around to hear the noise
they make when teleporting – I’ve just heard second-hand accounts. So, wait,
they’re not saying ‘BAMF’ as in ‘Bad-Ass Mother…’ um, ‘F-word’?” he asked Dr
Strange. “And… no, I haven’t seen a big one. Just a few of the little ones
around here.” He considered the creature. “Teleporting… it might explain how
they got here. Perhaps there was a shift in space while they were teleporting
and they just ended up here. But then those monsters that came in after them…”
How did they get there? Could they teleport too?
Carlos gestured toward the creature. “Can you pick it up? I
don’t want it getting hurt on the equipment it broke.”
“No, not…that bamf. It’s the sound the air makes when they teleport. You would have to see it.” Stephen cooed the bamf to his side once again who happily crawled up to his shoulder.
“So the red ones look like this as well?” He pointed to his new companion. “If so, I have your answer as to why they are here. And I just MIGHT be able to help you if you help me find Mr. Wagner, we can stop the red ones from attacking Nightvale.Like I said, it’s complicated matters that I know of some knowledge, but I need well…they have claimed Kurt is their daddy, so that’s why we need to find him.”
“I… no, you saw one of the monsters,” Carlos told him. “It
didn’t look like the Bamf. It was just some big ugly… reptilian beast. But if
they’re from the same plane… maybe they’re getting help getting here from something
that CAN teleport?” Carlos thought about this ‘Wagner’ fellow. “I haven’t seen
him, and there aren’t any reports I’ve heard. But… can he teleport like these
creatures? If so, then maybe the space shift had affected him as well… and we’ll
see him shortly if he’s not already here. If we’re lucky.”
SEND ME ☟ FOR MY MUSE TO TURN BACK INTO THEIR YOUNGER SELF, WITH ONLY THE MEMORIES THAT LEAD UP TO THAT AGE.
Yondu was sleeping on a pile of clothes, he looked tired and much younger than before, he was thin and already had some scars, apparently he was 8 years old.
Carlos looked down at Yondu, but then he
raised his hand – the one carrying the boots – and pointed to the yellow sign. “That
right there,” he said. “My translator says that that says ‘Limelight Café’. They
have food and drinks inside.”
Yondu looked up, looking at Carlos, Carlos really didn’t really seem to be a master, he looked at some older children they were hugging theirs tall people, maybe … Yondu held Carlos’s leg and hugged, it was like he was with fear and shy at the same time “Food …” He repeated, he wouldn’t leave Carlo’s side and when he finally went in there, the place was full and this made Yondu be very scared and hug Carlos’s leg more strong, almost crying, many people, many, what if there’s a master there?
The hugging surprised Carlos. He looked down at the child
and realized, of course, that he must be very anxious. If hugging him helped,
then of course Carlos would allow it. He slowly walked them toward the front
counter, stopping just short of it to look at the menu. He looked down to ask
what kind of things Yondu wanted to eat when he noticed the expression on his face.
“Yondu? Hey… are you okay? Do you want us to go back
outside?”
Carlos had only meant to be quick in the bathroom. He washed and sanitized his hands and came back out. He was surprised, and a little alarmed when Yondu wasn’t where he’d left him. But a short search later, Carlos found him in the kitchenette.
“Oh, there you are,” he said aloud. “Hey, uh… whatcha doin’, buddy?”
Carlos was shocked by the glass breaking, but
then panic welled up in him almost immediately when Yondu dropped down to pick
it up.
The adult yelped and even before he saw the
purpleish blood start to appear on Yondu’s fingers he crouched down and reached forward, grabbing the child’s arm’s, forcing them still. “Yondu, drop the glass!” he exclaimed. “Don’t’
touch it!”
This whole situation made Yondu immediately afraid and crying a lot when his arm was held and when Carlos told him to drop the glass that was what Yondu did, he let go of the glass and quickly bent, putting his head on the floor and hands on the side of his head, he was visibly bowing “I’m sorry … master … please .. please Master…” He apologized non-stop, crying and begging to be forgiven, he had broken something of Carlos and he would probably be punished.
Carlos picked up Yondu under his armpits and pulled him away
from the glass. He knelt in front of the child and started rubbing his
shoulders. “Yondu… Yondu, look at me, buddy. It’s okay! It’s okay, buddy, I’m
right here!” Carlos was confused at first about why Yondu was crying, but then
remembering what had happened to Yondu before hit him like a freight train.
Fuck – his yelling must’ve scared him.
“Y-Yondu?” he tried again, dropping his voice down lower. “Yondu…
buddy… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry – I shouldn’t have yelled. I’m not going to hurt
you, I promise. I’m so sorry, Yondu…”
‘Dunno who the fuck that is but okay knock yourself out.
Oh, she should have just arrived. She’s one of the newer kids. I’ll see you all at the fireside tonight – I’m working in a camp near the mountain so I’ll be coming back with no problem. *he frowns, realizing something* You… have a mouth on you… you know?
What’s that suppost to mean?
You’re using the f-word so freely – I’m not your parent, but
it’s a little concerning.
So? I’m not the only one here who says “Fuck” or “Shit.” Also I have another thing to burn. *he holds up a bright pink tiara*
*Carlos looks and nods* Ah – we’ll definitely need to be careful with the fumes then. But plastic is really fun to light on fire. *he decides not to comment further on the language for now. Maybe later, if he gets an opportunity*
I can ask Nikki to cause a distraction so David and Gwen aren’t looking when we burn this stuff.
A… distraction? Is that necessary? I thought you and I would
just stay by the fire while everybody else went to bed or something.
Yes. As long as one kid is awake Gwen and David need to be with ‘em.
But I’m an adult, and I’ll be here with you and the fire.
‘Dunno who the fuck that is but okay knock yourself out.
Oh, she should have just arrived. She’s one of the newer kids. I’ll see you all at the fireside tonight – I’m working in a camp near the mountain so I’ll be coming back with no problem. *he frowns, realizing something* You… have a mouth on you… you know?
What’s that suppost to mean?
You’re using the f-word so freely – I’m not your parent, but
it’s a little concerning.
So? I’m not the only one here who says “Fuck” or “Shit.” Also I have another thing to burn. *he holds up a bright pink tiara*
*Carlos looks and nods* Ah – we’ll definitely need to be careful with the fumes then. But plastic is really fun to light on fire. *he decides not to comment further on the language for now. Maybe later, if he gets an opportunity*
I can ask Nikki to cause a distraction so David and Gwen aren’t looking when we burn this stuff.
A… distraction? Is that necessary? I thought you and I would
just stay by the fire while everybody else went to bed or something.
Yondu chuckles. “They like you… oh look it’s a baby.”
A tiny smaller then Carlos one floats around pressed against a much larger one obviously it’s Mother.
Carlos gasped softly. “Oh, my goodness,” he said in awe. “That’s
incredible,” he said again, watching the creatures as he tried to memorize
every bit of them.
