Synthetic sunlight filtered through the M ships windows highlighting dust mites dancing in the air as the a tangle of bodies under the sheets started to shift ruby eyes cracking open as a full bladder made its presence known scratching his balls Yondu ambles about the cabin relishing the feel of a good nights sleep as a boot is carelessly aimed at Kraglins still sleeping form, if Yondu was up Kraglin should be too
"Krags you moved ma underwears?" Captain grumbled as he searched around the floor, behind the desk and ontop the ceiling fan just incase
"No cap echo pr'lly dun laundry gotta watch her always doin it like there ain't nothing else to keep er busy scratching his chest and sighing
"They was clean on few days back flarkin woman, were is she? Me others gone out my draws an all"
"I got spare in tha bagpack thing help urself"
"Spare? Only here three day whatcha need spare fer?" giving up the search and dying up Kraglins spare boxers suspiciously Yondu decides commando is the better choice if not the comfortable one
"Keeps er happy"
"Suppose its worth it all be fine without for now"
Calling around the ship echo was nowhere to be found
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A little later the door opens and Echo wanders in hot food drinks and a shopping bag balanced precariously as she navigates the bio pad pair of boots and a few boxes of unknown contents
"Morning boys, I got breakfast" Dumping everything on the table kraglin was thankfully quick enough to save the caff from rolling off the table as the bag was shoved at Yondu
"For you"
"Eh?"
He pulls out of all things a pack of boxers
"uh . . . where's ma underwear's?" worriedly Yondu glanced from the pack in his hands to Echo
"Spontaneous combustion? Became sentient and left to pursue their dreams? Started a war with the dust bunnies under your bed? take your pick but they're gone"
... ... ...
Sitting in your chair later preparing to disembark the jingling of loose harnesses and rub of leathers on seat reverberate around the cockpit as Captain wriggles around on his chair like a naughty school child
"Gunna take time getting used ta these darling dunt keep everything together it's all over the place" as Yondu continues to rearrange himself
"Yah'll get used to it Capt'n" as the leathers in the co pilots chair squeak as kraglin attempts his own rearanging through his jumpsuit