Starways to Hell

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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?”

“I’d say given its size….. it’s only a few weeks to a month or two…” the baby does a playful bob and spin then comes up to Carlos and Yondu reaching feelers out to investigate

“Awe…” Carlos cooed. He gently reached out his hand – not to
pet it, but to let the baby feel it and hopefully not bite it.

The baby feels around him even up to his face curious and noses at him and plays with him and rubs against him.

“Hehe. He really likes you.”

Carlos chuckled
softly. “Does he? Wait, how are you able to tell its gender?”

Starways to Hell

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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?”

“I’d say given its size….. it’s only a few weeks to a month or two…” the baby does a playful bob and spin then comes up to Carlos and Yondu reaching feelers out to investigate

“Awe…” Carlos cooed. He gently reached out his hand – not to
pet it, but to let the baby feel it and hopefully not bite it.

Starways to Hell

ravagewhistler:

the-perfect-scientist:

ravagewhistler

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?”

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theyondu:

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theyondu:

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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?”

It was the first time that Yondu entered Carlos’s house, the young Centaurian looked to the sides and listened to what Carlos said, apparently Carlos would go in the bathroom, as Carlos left Yondu began to think about how he could help, he went looking for kitchen , he would clean everything up and show how useful he was.

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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…”

Starways to Hell

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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.

Starways to Hell

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the-perfect-scientist:

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“Don’t
worry. I got you. You won’t float away with me. I’ll get you.” Floats
into the center of the creatures and some stop to nudge curiously at
them little tentacles caressing at them gently as the float around them.

Carlos gasped when one of the tentacles slid down the front
of his suit. “Oh – Oh my god,” he gasped. “Yondu, I… what are they doing?”

“Calm down. There…. seeing you… or.. feeling.. it’s how they see. By touch. There just checking you out. See listen there singing you a song. Means they like you…. and now there dancing.. flashing there colors. That’s how they say hello.”

Carlos just held onto Yondu’s suit, his body frozen as the
tentacles – or rather, feelers – catalogued him.

It was so strange. Carlos had never experienced anything
like this. It sort of reminded him of dolphins back on Earth. Or elephants –
just large, curious creatures that liked people well enough.

“That noise… er, the song they’re singing… is it telepathic?
I’m… I’m having a bit of a hard time being able to tell.” It was in his head…
but his translator wasn’t doing anything with it so he couldn’t be hearing it
through the radio in his helmet.

Yondu nods. “Yes. They sing to you each song is different for everyone. I’m getting a different song. I’ve met this pod before.” Holds him close and smiles and kisses him.

Carlos looked at him, a little surprised. “You’ve seen this
pod before?” he asked. He then looked back at the animals. “What… what are they
doing out here? In the cold and nothingness?”

“They live out here…space the void is there habitat…. they go planet side to feed but this… is there habitat… they are old ancient creatures..”

“It’s incredible,” Carlos said softly. “We don’t really have
things like this on Earth… except for maybe in the ocean, and even then they’re
very hard to see. Our technology just isn’t quite advanced enough…”

Another feeler had come and started to feel around one of
Carlos’ legs. He found himself holding the leg out to let the creature explore
him.

Starways to Hell

ravagewhistler:

the-perfect-scientist:

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“Don’t
worry. I got you. You won’t float away with me. I’ll get you.” Floats
into the center of the creatures and some stop to nudge curiously at
them little tentacles caressing at them gently as the float around them.

Carlos gasped when one of the tentacles slid down the front
of his suit. “Oh – Oh my god,” he gasped. “Yondu, I… what are they doing?”

“Calm down. There…. seeing you… or.. feeling.. it’s how they see. By touch. There just checking you out. See listen there singing you a song. Means they like you…. and now there dancing.. flashing there colors. That’s how they say hello.”

Carlos just held onto Yondu’s suit, his body frozen as the
tentacles – or rather, feelers – catalogued him.

It was so strange. Carlos had never experienced anything
like this. It sort of reminded him of dolphins back on Earth. Or elephants –
just large, curious creatures that liked people well enough.

“That noise… er, the song they’re singing… is it telepathic?
I’m… I’m having a bit of a hard time being able to tell.” It was in his head…
but his translator wasn’t doing anything with it so he couldn’t be hearing it
through the radio in his helmet.

Yondu nods. “Yes. They sing to you each song is different for everyone. I’m getting a different song. I’ve met this pod before.” Holds him close and smiles and kisses him.

Carlos looked at him, a little surprised. “You’ve seen this
pod before?” he asked. He then looked back at the animals. “What… what are they
doing out here? In the cold and nothingness?”

Starways to Hell

ravagewhistler:

the-perfect-scientist:

ravagewhistler

“Don’t
worry. I got you. You won’t float away with me. I’ll get you.” Floats
into the center of the creatures and some stop to nudge curiously at
them little tentacles caressing at them gently as the float around them.

Carlos gasped when one of the tentacles slid down the front
of his suit. “Oh – Oh my god,” he gasped. “Yondu, I… what are they doing?”

“Calm down. There…. seeing you… or.. feeling.. it’s how they see. By touch. There just checking you out. See listen there singing you a song. Means they like you…. and now there dancing.. flashing there colors. That’s how they say hello.”

Carlos just held onto Yondu’s suit, his body frozen as the
tentacles – or rather, feelers – catalogued him.

It was so strange. Carlos had never experienced anything
like this. It sort of reminded him of dolphins back on Earth. Or elephants –
just large, curious creatures that liked people well enough.

“That noise… er, the song they’re singing… is it telepathic?
I’m… I’m having a bit of a hard time being able to tell.” It was in his head…
but his translator wasn’t doing anything with it so he couldn’t be hearing it
through the radio in his helmet.

Starways to Hell

ravagewhistler

“Don’t
worry. I got you. You won’t float away with me. I’ll get you.” Floats
into the center of the creatures and some stop to nudge curiously at
them little tentacles caressing at them gently as the float around them.

Carlos gasped when one of the tentacles slid down the front
of his suit. “Oh – Oh my god,” he gasped. “Yondu, I… what are they doing?”