[Locked to Paco and Jaime, and Later to Kon]

[flunkingspanish.livejournal.com]

((Directly after this, before the Yeerk Trial.))

It took awhile to find him, just because the ship was so big, but eventually Paco found Jaime messing around in Special Weapons, tinkering with something.

"Dude," he said, knocking on the edge of the door. "I'm calling in best friend rights."

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[el-escarabajo.livejournal.com]

Jaime hugs him right back, tightly. What? You're not a real man unless you can hug your friend and brother without being secure as all hell about it, but then it's also a cultural thing. Everybody and their tío knows it's okay to hug. It's just, if you hug in some of some white dudes, they have messed up ideas about what it means 'cause some of 'em tend to be a bit on the insecure and homofóbico side, so he and Paco never do it in public around people their own age (except maybe Brenda).

Bah, it's stupid. Hugs are good.

"You're gonna be okay."

Now the guilt sets in.

"Lo siento. I should have known. If scarab's sensors could work in this place--aah, I'm sorry. I know I promised no guilt."

[flunkingspanish.livejournal.com]

Pfft, not hugging was for wusses and idiots who were insecure in their masculinity. Real men hugged.

"I'm gonna be okay," Paco agreed. He was going to be okay. They were all going to be okay.

"De nada, amigo." He grinned a little. "You gotta be you."