Yondu had a strong suspicion that something like this might eventually happen. He'd even talked to Soldat about it recently. But at the same time, he almost appreciates that a friend wants to go out of their way to make him happy.
Almost.
Except that he doesn't know if he can deal with someone regarding him with dead indifference again. There's a monster in him that's been mostly silent, soothed by the presence of real true friends and good kids and a general atmosphere of support like he's not known in years. But that monster is still there, waiting to lash out at his rejections and failures, and he wants to keep it silent.
Bulma .. well. She likes meddling. Meddling in particular when it comes to making sure other people are happy, making sure that they get what they want or deserve in all the best ways. She’d meddled and hinted and giggled about Trunks and Mai, in her universe, and like hell she wasn’t going to try and get the same for Yondu.
They all had their monsters, after all. Bulma is all too familiar with prickly people and situations and not at all deterred but the possibility of things going tits up.
She’s slapped a destroyer for ruining her birthday party - not a damn thing is too scary for her not to try.
“Hey Yondu!” Bulma is all smiles as she arrives, fussing with the edge of that little red scarf as it folds wrong and catches her attention.
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Yondu had a strong suspicion that something like this might eventually happen. He'd even talked to Soldat about it recently. But at the same time, he almost appreciates that a friend wants to go out of their way to make him happy.
Almost.
Except that he doesn't know if he can deal with someone regarding him with dead indifference again. There's a monster in him that's been mostly silent, soothed by the presence of real true friends and good kids and a general atmosphere of support like he's not known in years. But that monster is still there, waiting to lash out at his rejections and failures, and he wants to keep it silent.
Maybe if he cuts a deal, it'll be fine.
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Bulma .. well. She likes meddling. Meddling in particular when it comes to making sure other people are happy, making sure that they get what they want or deserve in all the best ways. She’d meddled and hinted and giggled about Trunks and Mai, in her universe, and like hell she wasn’t going to try and get the same for Yondu.
They all had their monsters, after all. Bulma is all too familiar with prickly people and situations and not at all deterred but the possibility of things going tits up.
She’s slapped a destroyer for ruining her birthday party - not a damn thing is too scary for her not to try.
“Hey Yondu!” Bulma is all smiles as she arrives, fussing with the edge of that little red scarf as it folds wrong and catches her attention.