The care and attention of a baby Ravager
Ok this is the start of a bunch on one shots and little idea I have that started when Yondu and Kraglin adopted Peter as a babe, and how everyone reacted, how they managed and it's more slice of life that anything else. but since my other series is let's let's face it angst...this one is pure fluff. With these two Peter is now still two and it's set after the Interrogation
Dinner time
When Yondu had decided to keep Peter, there wasn't much speculation among the Ravagers for the reason why. End of the day, almost everyone even the most hardened bastard felt something for him. It didn't change the fact that they were criminals and they had a baby on board!
In the early days Peter was kept in Yondu's pouch, or held by him by the hand and in the end Kraglin created a pouch across his chest to hold the baby, as he was going about his duties. Eventually the rest of the Ravagers got used to Peter's constant presence since Kraglin was a paranoid parent and was hesitant at letting Peter out of his sight, even if Proctom had been cast into exile and everyone noticed every time Peter toddled into a room, he quickly stepped out of it.
Having Kraglin so paranoid was becoming a thorn in Yondu's side especially as Peter was growing out of the box and wanted to explore the big wide ship around him, especially since the toddler had noticed all the crew putting things out of harm's way and clearing the decks when they saw him coming, which to Peter meant that he must be very important.
The first few months, the Ravagers kept their distance. Back when Peter was cargo, it was easier to be interested or feign interest, but now he was crew and the Captains son, they like their boss was clueless at what to do.
Even though Kraglin was paranoid to the point in the time Peter had been with them neither of them had taken a mission together as one of them had to stay on the Eclector…just in case although he ensured that none of the work was suffering.
In fact Peter had proved to be a good luck charm since contacts that Yondu had made since the boy was born had raised their salary, and the boy was clearly loved and wanted for nothing as they watched the boy holding his father's dark blue hand as they walked across the decks.
In the end it started with small things, the moment one of them heard Yondu complaining how difficult it was to hold the boy as they tried to eat in the mess hall, especially since Peter was getting older and wanted to explore, trying to wrestle from, his parent's arms.
This was noticed and logged, so the next day the Udonta family walked into the mess hall, to find a new stunning gleaming high chair next to the Captains table, crafted with care and attention as Yondu and Kraglin checked it out and marvelled at the work and how it could be adjusted as then baby grew.
"Who did this?" Yondu asked, as Kraglin placed the delighted boy in the chair, who just screwed with delight that he was on the same level as his parents...even though Kraglin was sure that the moment he realised he was restrained he wouldn't be very happy. Iztel, the main cook, could only shrug. "No idea was here when I walked in. Looks like someone else cares about this kid don't they?" He added as the rest of the Ravagers came into the room and noticed Peter sitting in his new high chair, but as expected no one was saying anything, as they went about their day as Yondu noticed Gunnsen one on his junior Ravagers with slight burns to his hands as if he was welding metal and just gave him a nod.
Even if the Captain was grateful as Peter found the time to demand food, which Iztel instantly obliged, in the back of the Ravagers minds, little plans were being formed which they put into action very quickly.
The arrival of Fang Udonta
When Peter's Nursery was destroyed by the flash fire, which had led to a mad scramble of the rest of the crew to put the room out until they found out that the baby wasn't in the room and was in the med bay, everyone was relieved. Naturally not showing it, but each one was happy that the damage wasn't more extreme…and, of course, the boy was fine.
They were even happier the moment the Udonta family came back with a contract and lots of clothes for Peter…however they had forgotten something else entirely, which was corrected a few days later the moment Yondu came back with from a Raid closely followed by a Supply mission.
It was an old tactic if any Ravagers were seen buying supplies then they couldn't be carrying out a Raid elsewhere…the intelligence on some planets security being below zero sometimes.
Yondu was sorting through the items as Kraglin was coming into Hanger holding Peter by the hand, the little boy looked up excitedly at the sight of his father, as he released his grip to run across the Hanger.
The rest of the crew moving quickly out of the way out of habit as Yondu reached into a bag and pulled out the teddy bear, and Peter stopped in his tiny tracks took in what Yondu was holding, and sound of the mile long "Mine" seemed to carry through the decks.
For a second Yondu's was stunned by the toy, as Peter made it up to him and made grabby hands in the air. "Mine, mine, mine, please, please". From the wry smile on Yondu's face, it looked like he had no choice, as the toddler practically grabbed it him his arms. "It's fluffy". Peter squealed with pure delight as small smiles broke out on the faces of the Ravagers.
From where he was standing Yondu took a good look at the teddy, one thing he knew from browsing markets on what was suitable for as Peter was getting older and needed educational things to make him smarter and to also preserve Yondu's sanity.
Stuffed toys were cute, with smiling faces, and open arms…this looked like it had been put together by a sadist, if it was meant to be cute, instead it looked like some sort of wolf, with paws stretched out. It's mouth that was meant to be smiling, was opened with teeth made of fabric that were pointed and dyed red.
That being said, these were Ravagers, Peter had become desensitized to them early so that their scars and scary faces didn't bother him, since he was holding the toy like it was the greatest treasure in the world.
"So Peter", one of the Ravagers, Jamsean called across the room, "What are you going to call him?" Peter looked at the toy for a moment, before declaring in a loud voice. "Fang, he's called Fang and he's the best thing…daddy, did you get him?"
Yondu would never lie to his son, since it was defiantly Jamesen from the quick looks from the rest of the crew. "No, the Ravagers did". Kraglin said quickly, seeing the looks and decided not to expose that Jameson who was a real hard bastard most of the time was a soft touch.
"Yea the Ravagers love me and get me presents". Peter claimed following Yondu out of the room, as Kraglin followed shortly after, it didn't exactly amuse Yondu that "Fang" was now permanently attached to his son, and the way Peter was talking it was like they had a new crew member…but then again, Peter was happy then that was it.
However, the next raid brought building blocks, and no one could deny how happy Peter looked sitting on the mess floor, building his own forts whilst Iztel and everyone else sidestepped the boy, a few raids after that they found at the bottom the bags crayons and paper, and his small section where he did his lessons and played resembled an art gallery…or a fire hazard!
Then it was the little vehicle things with wheels that Peter rammed into each other and then laughed his head off. As Peter had no idea, who was buying his presents and neither did his parents so most days he just saw it as everyone and that was that.
However, after Kraglin put their son to bed, after naturally reading him (and Fang) a story and the adults were finally crashed into their own bed, Yondu turned to his mate. "I don't want him to get spoiled you know, it's what going to happen if they keep buying him shit…he'll think he will get it every time" as Kraglin sighed in response. "I know, but their saving us a fortune and finally they're warming up to him, remember the looks on their faces when you said he was staying. Most of them didn't understand, or we think so. No one said anything at all".
"No one would dare, the words, "say anything I bloody dare you" comes to mind". Yondu chuckled as he recalled the moment he had kept the boy, saved his relationship with Kraglin, and told the crew, god that was a hell of a day. As Kraglin moved closer to Yondu's naked body.
"We'll sort it out with the crew since they've been getting him stuff, showing their affection in their own way and I know I'm feeling less paranoid".
"And thank fuck for that". Yondu muttered his hand creeping up Kraglin's spine, as he made up his mind to end the conversation so they could actually have sex, as he whispered in Kraglin's ear, in a tone that for some reason always exited his mate, as he made his intentions clear. "I'll sort the crew out…for the last time; you better sort me out right now". He said as he saw his mate eyes flash.
"Ah hell yes", as the pair got down to business, even if they had both learned that sex had to be quiet, in case Peter woke up was a nightmare in itself, especially when Kraglin got going. Oh, the joys of parenthood!
The next day whilst Peter was in the mess hall with Iztel, sitting on the floor with his blocks as Yondu called the rest of the stuff into the Hanger, hell they had a raid coming up and it was the easiest place to be.
Yondu was in full Captain Mode, his hands on his hips and his red coat swishing in the sir, stood and addressed his crew, noticing that Proctom, the Ravager, who had cut him when he was cargo, was standing away from the others, having been cast into exile. To the Ravagers, he was as good as dead, and good.
"Crew Captains gonna teach stuff". Yelled Kraglin getting their attention as all eyes were on him.
"Right, I know you've been buying the boy gifts and shit". He addressed the crew. "First of all, he loves it, he's happy so we're happy…but he's not going to grow up to be a spoiled little bastard. If he's going to be a Ravager".
This was a comment that caused a look to cross Kraglin's face since he had made it clear that he didn't want Peter to be one months earlier, as Yondu continued "Well then he needs to learn that nothing is giving to him, he needs to learn what it means. However, since you rats are intent on giving him shit, well I'm not going to stop ya. But when you do I want you to put it in here".
Yondu stood back; to reveal the box he had placed there earlier, making it clear where the gifts had to go. "Then we will be ones who decide when and if he gets them. If anyone disobeys this, well". For effect, Yondu pulled back his coat to reveal his Yaka arrow, making the point clear to anyone who didn't get it. As the crew nodded wordlessly, Kraglin cleared his throat.
"Lessons learned, get back to work, ya sons of bitches". With that the crew filed out of the room or on to their M-Ships to do whatever was needed. As the pair left the hanger and made their way to the bridge, stopping on the way to check on their son.
As always Peter was on the floor, with Fang next to him along with his vehicles, making them crash into each other and laughing to himself as Iztel was preparing the meals.
"Daddy". Their two-year-old leapt up for a cuddle which Kraglin obliged whilst Yondu hung back; he never really showed much affection to Peter outside of their quarters since he was the Captain, even though Kraglin as First Mate didn't care as he picked up his son.
At the age of two and a half and thanks to Iztel's instructions he was putting more words together and was almost having conversations with his parents. "Daddy, can you stay and play?"
The words tore into Kraglin's chest, he would have loved too, to sit on the floor all day and amuse their son, but he was First Mate and had enough shit to do. "I can't Peter…but we'll play later at home with all your toys, ok?"
Peter's green eyes flashed as he leaned into Kraglin's chest and looked over at Yondu suddenly said. "Dad, I love the Ravagers more than the toys". His tone was different, more severe as if suddenly the two-year-old disappeared and there was someone older and wiser than the combined age of everyone in the room, as Kraglin said quickly. "We know…and they all love you too".
Peter instantly snapped back to himself and very pleased with the answer wiggled to get back to his playtime and Kraglin instantly obliged as they both turned to Iztel, who only mouthed. "I said nothing I swear". Both of them just nodded and telling their son they would be back later, who only nodded since he was lost in his own adventure as made their way to the Bridge, stopping after several steps.
"I don't even know what to say to that". Stated Kraglin as Yondu, Captain of a bunch of Space Prates couldn't even find the words, eventually coming to the conclusion he didn't want to acknowledge. "That's his…"
"Yeah I know". Finished Kraglin, like hell he was either going to refer to that glorified sperm donor as "Peter's father" that was their job, after all as Yondu shook his head.
"We'll just keep an eye on, can't do anything else" they both agreed, as they took up their assigned positions and got to work, as Yondu looked over the star charts and confirmed the next course, naturally his mind flittering back to their son.
He knew that Kraglin didn't want him to be a Ravager, but as a thought occurred to him. If he was coming into that assholes abilities…he would be fantastic, but then again he had years to turn that around he thought with an internal chuckle. Oh, this was going to be fun.
Notes: Yes I do wish I'd come up with Fang prior to this...my brain is strange!
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