Light Years Away

"Prudes don't dance."

Peter exited the Milano, jumping into the muddy ground. I tapped my earpiece, the helmet forming on my face.

"Do you know what we're searching for?" I asked him.

"Apparently, it's an orb of some kind." he said. I frowned, "What the hell does Yondu want with an orb."

"More than likely sell it." Peter shrugged.

We continued walking between walls of jagged rocks, the rain falling harder by the minute.

"Do you know where we're going?" I asked after a while. Peter pulled out a little device, shaking it a bit.

Once it turned on, a blueprint background of the once thriving planet formed, directing us to where this mysterious orb was kept.

"The building is about 40 yards away." Peter informed me, putting the devise up. I shivered, pulling my jacket tighter, the freezing water sending shivers down my back, "Let's just hurry up and get there." I mumbled, my hair dripping wet.

"Lia, zip up your jacket." Peter sighed, walking over to me, zipping the maroon leather up to my chin. I craned my neck, the constricting material causing discomfort. "Not so high, Pete," I muttered, unzipping it to my chest, "Do you wanna choke me before we even get to the building?"

"No, but I wanna keep you from getting a cold and being sick, God knows the last time you were was a disaster."

"Hey, I had some space flu." I argued, for my sake.

"It was basically the common cold." he scoffed. I huffed, "You never get sick."

"Because I'm not stupid."

"I beg to differ!" I laughed.

"Whatever, we're here." Peter said, reaching the destroyed entry way to the massive building. I walked in, the sound of the rain hitting my helmet ceasing, giving me the cue to remove it. I tapped my headpiece, taking in the rubble remains of the structure.

"This is a big building, what room is the orb in?" I asked Peter, receiving no response.

I turned to look at him, spotting him with his headphones on, dancing.

"Peter." I rolled my eyes, walking ahead with an amused smile. He walked past me, the sound of Come and Get Your Love by Redbone hitting my ears.

I laughed at he kicked a few rat creatures away from him, spinning around in the water and mud.

He mouthed the lyrics dramatically, glancing at a creature as it jumped at him, catching it in midair. He held it up to his face, using the thing as a microphone.

"Peter." I laughed as he strutted around me.

"Hell, with it, baby cause your fine and your mine, and you," he ran his finger under my chin as he sang, "Look so divine."

He stepped away, his arms out wide. "Come and get your love!" He sang loudly. I smiled as he danced, "You're so strange, Peter Quill."

"But you don't complain about it." he said loudly, dancing against me. I playfully pushed him away, "I am now."

"Aww, someone needs a dance." he cooed, grabbing my hands. I pulled away, "Sorry, I can't dance." I said, walking forward. He continued to strut beside me, "Don't be such a prude."

I gasped, my jaw dropping. "Excuse you, I am a not a prude."

"Prudes don't dance."

"You're an ass." I retorted, turning around to a trench with massive eel creatures swimming around.