No No Vito

No. No. No. No. No. No. No. (07)

Yondu had to admit, it was really much easier to dismiss the boy, now tripping over his feet much more the father was certain if he didn't have hold of his hand he'd be dealing with a lot of tears over scrapped up knees Vito also was now freely humming some happy tune- a nursery rhyme from Terra Yondu believed.
In fact, with the knowledge he had now, he was even starting to feel truly happy seeing his little boy carefree, he understood what was so appealing to Bonnie about it. However, while he'd never show it, he was honestly a bit afraid of messing up, hurting or scaring him.
He shook his head hoping the boy would understand why he had to yell at the other crew members so much and realize that he certainly wasn't mad at him but ultimently figured he'd cross that bridge when he'd get there and merely avoid it for now which was exactly why he decided to go to the control rooms first knowing his first mate would be working hard at the data pads, Kraglin rarely failed him after all, plus he was aware he was one of the more gentle towards his boy and only hoped it'd hold true now.
"Hey son?" Yondu eventually asked the closer they got to the control room, immediately sweet lavender eyes looked up with nothing less than interest, something to do that'd let him make his papa proud and happy, still a bit uncertain if Yondu was truly ok with his little side.
"Yesh papa?"
Yondu couldn't help but grin a bit, half in amusement at knowing that in any other time, the boy would be able to say 'yes' as well as a list of other words that'd be mispronounced, no matter how simple they may seem to be said, half at the fact it was now warming his heart to hear the toddler language from his son when just earlier that day it annoyed him to no end.
"Papa's been thinking, little one, would ya be ok with a few other crew members knowing about this side of ya?" he knew it'd happen whether he asked for permission from the little or not, they'd have to come clean eventually on Vito's more noticable childish actions sooner or later, but figured he should try to tread lightly. He mentally cursed afterwards realizing a bit too late that he could've spared himself from asking if he had merely used the little trick Little Vito apparently adored. Too late to go back now.
The whimper and clinging close was the only things he needed to figure out the answer. He thought fast, "Hey, hey now. None of that," he paused thinking on his wording a moment before nodding confirming to himself silently that what he was about to say was worth a try, "Papa's sorry, little one, he shoulda known better than to ask sucha little boy a big question like that. He's only a baby, shouldn't be making decisions like that."
Much to the father's relief, it seemed to work as the boy calmed now looking up curiously. He sighed a little, "Now, we're gonna see someone and tell them about this, ok? They're bound to find out eventually anyways," he explained firmly. Another whimper from Vito and tightly squeezing Yondu's hand, "talk to me, son. What is it?"
"Scawy. Papa it scawy," he whimpered nuzzling against his arm.
"What's so scary about it son?" he stopped right outside the room looking down to his boy. Vito whimpered again this time rubbing his eyes with his own free hand instead of using Yondu's arm.
"Waugh. Gonna waugh an tease," he explained stomping his feet slightly starting to whine.
"No fits," Yondu warned, "like I said, he's gonna find out one way or another, son. Best to get it over with besides, papa won't let them say anything too mean," he promised. Vito seemed only a little assured but held his arms out.
Yondu, having seen this action a few times when he and the crew first picked up and while raising Peter, hesitantly lifted him up. Immediately Vito snuggled as close as he could. With it settled, Yondu carried him smiling a bit relieved to indeed see his first mate hard at work. He glanced down to his son feeling him grab his hand, and couldn't stop himself from grimacing a bit feeling Vito slip his thumb into his mouth. The father went to pull it out but this caused little kicks and whines from Vito. With a sigh, the father begrudgingly decided he could wait it out for a bit, long enough to keep Vito calm as he talked with Kraglin.
Of course, though, Vito's noises of insistence thst he wanted his papa's thumb to suck on for now grabbed the attention of Kraglin, "Evening captain, diaper pants," he greeted with a small smile. Vito whimpered softly as Yondu sighed. Kraglin was merely following orders, after all, before learning of Vito's little space he was focused purely on humiliating him.
"Kraglin, there's actually something we need to discuss, about Vit- ow! D*amn it boy I let ya suck on it not bite it!" he scolded after feeling Vito bite down on his thumb.
Vito merely pouted sticking his tongue out before slipping Yondu's thumb right back in his mouth. The blue skinned ravanger gave an agitated sigh and swatted at Vito's rear a good four times making Vito sit up right and whine a little about to cry, "None of that now. I didn't spank ya that hard son but ya better behave," Vito looked up a moment with even more of a pout. He waited a moment before realeasing Yondu's thumb temporarily to peck his Papa's cheek just as his mommy taught him to do as an apology before slipping Yondu's thumb securely into his mouth again. Yondu nodded with a sigh then looked to his first mate again seeing what could only be confusion.
"I can explain," he assured with another sigh. He hoped Kraglin would be able to assist him seeing how young Vito was in his little space, much younger than kids Yondu was used to. Admittedly, he was sure none of the crew would be very good at assisting but figured for some it'd be easier than others, Kraglin being one of the ones it'd be easier for, especially considering how often he was stuck playing babysitter for Peter when he was with the Ravager group.
"Aye captain," Kraglin said with a nod. Yondu thought carefully how to explain it.
"The boy is..... oh what'd ya call it son?" he asked looking down to the boy in his arms.
"Widdle," he answered though refusing to let his father's thumb escape his mouth. Yondu nodded looking back to his first mate.
"Yeah. That. And it's where he.... enjoys bein a little kid as ya can tell," if Yondu had the free hand he would've motioned to Vito. Kraglin slowly nodded struggling not to give off the impression of more confusion.
"So the punishment ain't affective?" he finally asked arching a brow. Yondu shook his head with a sigh.
"Not when he's like this, no."
"So.... are we gonna treat him like an adult then?" Kraglin guessed struggling to get the point of the conversation.
"No. No. I uh...." Yondu sighed again muttering a swear word under his breath, why was it so hard to explain? This was Kraglin, if anyone was going to understand surly it'd be him.
With another sigh he pressed on in his explanation, "I want to.. take care of him when he's like this. I didn't get a chance to when he was literally this age, there's no getting rid of this side of him, what other choice is there?" he hoped Kraglin, once again of all people, would understand what he was saying.
Sure enough, the first mate slowly nodded, "Aye captain. I assume you'll need some help?"
Yondu couldn't help but feel utter relief at Kraglin fully understanding and was quick to nod showing he was certainly going to need help. Kraglin once again nodded pulling up the data pad. Yondu blinked thinking he had gone straight back to work. As if to dismiss the thought though, Kraglin started to speak, "So, do ya have a name ya go by when yer little, captain's boy?"
Vito shyly peeked out now hugging Yondu's hand to his chest, as if keeping his thumb in his mouth wasn't enough, "Mama caww I Widdle Vi an.... an somtimes jus.... jus Vi."
"Little Vi, sometimes just Vi," Kraglin repeated much more clearly with a nod, "and how old are ya?"
"Un an t-twee borfs!"
It took Kraglin a bit longer to decipher that but a faint smile once he realized, "One and three fourths. Ya are really a little one, huh? Do ya have accidents or nightmares, that stuff?"
Yondu was surprised at how many, rather useful, questions Kraglin had, "Umm.... I somtimes habe go-go pobums but... mama say dat cause I jus baby. Don know no good. An.... don habe monsber dweams wot," he paused hiding his face only a moment before continuing, "but dat when go-go pobums da wowstest."
"Uh huh. Do ya cry a lot, Vi?"
Once again, the boy shyly hid considering his answer, "Yesh. Mama say dat it otay dough. Widdle boys 'uposted to cwy wot."
Kraglin, as he sat the data pads down, nodded a final time, "We certainly have our work cut out for us captain," Yondu sighed with a nod of agreement, "let me take 'im off yer hands at least a few minutes sir. Judging by how little he is, yer gonna be holdin him a lot more now that you've allowed him this first time," Yondu dreaded the thought and nodding shifting to hand Vito over. This earned a little cry though as well as tight squeeze to the arm Vito kept closely clutched to his chest.
"Son, come on now, let go," the father warned in a growl. The boy quickly shook his head.
"No! No! No! Nooo! Wan papa! Wan papa! No weave papa!!" he wailed loudly.
Both adults winced at the boy's tone, this time Kraglin attempted to coax the boy to let him hold him, "C'mon now, Vi. Let Uncle Krags hold ya, I ain't gonna hurt ya, just givin papa a little rester plus I got a surprise for ya," he offered.
Vito seemed interested at what the surprise could possibly be. Anxiously he freed Yondu's arm and hand allowing himself to be passed to Kraglin.
The little immediately took notice of the more firm hold, not that Yondu didn't hold him close, tight, protectively, but Kraglin's was simply more of a parental hold. It was for this reason he relaxed so fast. Seeming to have the little's trust, Kraglin started speaking again, "Now. I'll tell ya the surprise if ya answer a few more questions of mine, deal? I wanna help me and captain get to know this side more."
Vito was hesitant and instead of answering grabbed Kraglin's free arm. Kraglin sighed letting him merely assuming he had simply gotten distracted, like most little children would, "Little Vi, I need an ans- ack!" he couldn't stop the surprised yelp at feeling slobber on his index finger.
Yondu sighed, "Son ya can't go putting everyone's fingers in yer mouth. It's gross and unhealthy, ya dunno what they've been touching boy," he approached to pull Kraglin's hand from his mouth but to both adults' surprise, Vito growled at them, clearly his way of keeping Kraglin's finger in his mouth. When that didn't work, seeing Yondu advance further towards the pair, Vito took a different approach, biting. It earned another rather surprised yelp from Kraglin.
"Stop yer bitin!" Yondu snapped warningly. With all else failing, Vito took the final way he knew to express he wanted something aside from having a tantrum of course.
Sobs started emmiting from the boy, earning another set of winces from the adults, "Son! Son!!" Yondu shouted hoping to get his attention with no luck given, "Ya quit yer blubbering. Now!"
Seeing as yelling wasn't working, Kraglin sighed attempting the softer tone, he hasn't used it since Peter was 12, anytime past then, the newfound guardian had labeled himself as an "adult" though his actions severely proved otherwise. Bracing himself due to both not enjoying the tone seeing as he was a feared ravager and not having any recent practice, he started, even adding the extra action of gentle bouncing to further soothe the weeping boy, "Hey, hey now. No need fer tears. Just explain to us whatcha need, buddy, we can't help if ya don't tell us..... Do ya need something to suck on?" he offered questioningly.
Vito, with a sniffle, nodded, mustering out a soft, "Uh huuuuh."
Kraglin thought a moment, "Do ya have something ya usually use?" he asked seeing as he had extremely high doubts this was the first time Vito got this way in his little self. Sure enough, another nod came their way.
"It.... paci. Paci. Bwue one. It say 'Sweet Boy' non it, need it papa! Need it!!" he tried sounding urgent that he needed it and now, after all, to the boy this was a crisis.
Yondu gave a sigh as well as a nod, "Papa will get it. Don't ya worry. It's ok," his eyes narrowed at the grin his first mate was wearing and fully decided that he certainly wasn't going to be the only one to suffer in this, "but of course, 'Uncle Krags' will entertain ya with all the sweet baby talk and coochie cooing yer little heart desires, right, Unc?"
At seeing Kraglin's face fall the Captain's turned up in a grin. Kraglin, well aware there was no way out of the humiliation he was about to endure for as long as it took Yondu to find the pacifier, nodded, "Yeah. Course. Gotta keep Little Vi nice and happy," Kraglin said straining his voice to resemble a loving coo. Satisfied, Yondu started for his boy's bedroom. Snickering to himself as he was still able to hear Kraglin attempting to keep the little one calmed with overly sweet coos. Yondu's enjoyment lasted until he remembered why he was walking out in the first place. He gave a soft sigh trying to make the trip as quick and painless as he could.
His thoughts drifted to Bonnie as he reached the room and entered. As he searched he found himself  wondering how many times the mother must've had herself bent over, such as he was now, looking for the same item. He remembered too late that he had gotten a replacement but shrugged it off, Vito would probably have a fit over it not being the right one anyways. After another minute or so of searching he found it as well as his son's prized toy, he grabbed it as well figuring the extra thing he could freely cuddle and chew on might get him off of his and Kraglin's backs a while. He started back for the control rooms keeping the pacifier hidden, as no one knew about it, but the toy in plain sight not much caring if other crew members saw it. Not only did they all know well that the boy had the long limbed toy, teddy bear he believed Quill called it once, but he figured it'd be good payback to have someone teasing him after all the grief he gave him and Kraglin.
He sighed remembering the toy being the main thing the crew tried to take from Vito, some mocking, others in attempt to be helpful for the boy, after all no ravager nor adult carried around a baby toy. Vito was stubborn though resorted to kicking whoever dared even looked at the toy the wrong way in the shin with all his might, considering he was 13 it was a decent amount of strength. At least now the boy had an excuse.
"Oh he's such a handsome-wandsome wittle guy. Yeah he is. He surly is," Yondu was finally close enough to hear Kraglin still trying his hardest to keep the little one pleased, at the degrading talking seemed to be working as that sentence alone earned a delighted giggle. The father smirked stopping his way back inside giving Kraglin his, hopeful, last sentence to be said that way for now, the first mate fully intended to draw the child's attention to his papa for a bit.
"Lookie lookie who uncle sees. You see ya papa wittle guy? Ya see him? Go on say 'Hi papa!' 'Hi papa!' 'I've been a good boy for uncle, papa!'" Kraglin sighed, seeming exhausted from having to be so cutesy-wutesy and sweet like that.
Vito immediately smiling brightly, "I good boy papa! Good boy! N Unc Kwag funny! He funny papa! Hi papa!!" he squealed.
Yondu chuckled a bit, as unfamiliar as it felt to be dealing with and gearing from such a young like boy, even Yondu had to say hearing papa in such an enthusiastic manner warmed his heart, "Ah, I'm glad to hear it son. I think that earned ya these," he held up the toy and pacifier, making another squeal come from the boy eagerly reaching for both items. Yondu greatfully handed both over. Both men sighed as the little was finally at full content.
"Finally," Yondu breathed out tiredly. Kraglin shook his head with a sigh.
"We ain't done yet, captain," he looked down to Vito, "Ok buddy. Since ya got whatcha need to keep ya happy. I want answers now."
The boy obediently nodded, "Mmhmmmm," he hummed happily. Kraglin nodded relieved.
"Ok. Do ya like solid foods?" a nod from the boy as he snuggled close giving Yondu a pang of jealousy, "I guess we found out about what items ya need in it..... do ya drink from bottles an stuff too?"
"Somtimes if mama fewt wike it."
"Are there any words we need to know the meaning to?" this time a shrug as the boy seemingly got distracted from the talk making Kraglin sigh, "C'mon. Two more questions then I'll tell ya about that surprise," this seemed to snatch the boy's attention right up as his lavender eyes looked to Kraglin's grayish blue.
"Are ya aware that captain and I can't be all lovey dovey with ya all the time?" a spark of sadness appeared in the boy's eyes as he slowly nodded, "Hey now. It's ok. One last question, are ya gonna behave and listen to the rules? If not we ain't gonna hesitate to punish ya," with a little whimper remembering Yondu's threat of a spanking earlier he nodded hurriedly, "good now. If any other questions occur we both expect ya to answer just like ya did, ok?" another nod, a signal that he understood.
With it settled, Kraglin grabbed the data pad to show the message last sent, Yondu arched a brow confused unable to see it, until an all too familiar ship came close to theirs, Yondu groaned understanding what, or rather who the surprise was now.