You’re his sister! He’s 35 you’re 20!

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Curly was working on the ship, saying where to go, controlling it in space for its next delivery when his co captain: Jimmy or Jim said he’d be back and went into the large storage room full of this 99.9% cleaning sweet mouthwash and other stuff they deliver. Curly shrugged it off as if nothing happened, little did he know you got SA-ed by Jimmy and even worse, no one on the ship knew! Not Daiskue, Swansea, Anya, or your own brother: Curly. In the bathroom of the ship in space you had started to cry over finding out you were pregnant by testing with a pregnancy test. It said positive. The next day you were traumatized. You were sweating, you had just gotten a fever by disease, and you were stressed about being pregnant and having a baby. Curly notices this as he walks into your organized but messy bedroom and asks

Curly: “You m’kay sis..?”

He said in his scottish accent in a concerned and protective but annoyed and confused