Bug Bites

Chapter | Thirty-One

The last 24 hours were not anything Marinette thought she and Peter would ever go through. Yet here they were on a different planet with another group of people who called themselves the Guardians of the Galaxy. Apparently Thanos had taken one of their members and they hadn't heard back. Peter Quill, Mantis, Drax. Marinette still can feel the adrenaline rush she felt seeing Quill hold a blaster against Peter's head, and the fear.

Then they were at their destination, the planet called Titan- which was apparently Thanos's home planet. Another thing Marinette could add to her seemingly ever growing list of unexpected events was being on another planet.

Quill looked around the planet, eyebrows furrowed, "The heck happened to this planet> It's eight degrees off its axis. Gravitational pull is all over the place."

"You can feel that?" Peter and Marinette both ask, but it falls on deaf ears.

"Yeah, we got one advantage. He's coming to us. We'll use it. All right, I have a plan. Or at least the beginnings of one. It's pretty simple. We draw him in, pin him down, get what we need. Definitely don't wanna dance with this guy. We just need the gauntlet." Tony said it like he had it all figured out, and he did. It was a pretty simple plan.

Simple enough that Drax yawned, causing Tony too swiftly look over at the bulky space man.

"Are you yawning? In the middle of this, while I'm breaking it down? Huh? Did you hear what I said?"

Drax shrugged his shoulders, "I stopped listening after you said, "We need a plan.""

Tony couldn't believe the audacity, especially the given situation going on. He turned back towards Quill, already over being stuck with a bunch of people who would probably get them all killed due to a lack of listening to a plan. Or following it, who even knows.

"Okay, Mr. Clean is on his own page over there." Tony muttered to Quill.

"Yeah, see, not wining it isn't really what they do." Quill retorts back, and it wasn't a lie. They've come out on top so far.

Peter eyebrows furrowed again towards Quill. "Uh, what exactly do they do?"

"Kick names, take ass." Mantis said it proudly, yet it was Marinette's turn to lift an eyebrow up.

"Uh, I don't think that's how it goes." Marinette watched as Drax shifted to stand taller next to Mantis.

"Yeah, that's right." Drax backed Mantis up.

Stephen almost felt the hopelessness that was showing on Tony's face as he stood there for several moments taking in this team they had. it wasn't the most promising team but better than no team for sure. Tony shakes his head, "Alright, just get over here, please. Mr. Lord can you get your folks to circle up?"

"Mr. Lord- Star Lord is fine." Quill quipped at Tony.

There wasn't time for this back and forth, "We gotta coalesce. 'Cause if all we come at him with is a plucky attitude.."

Quill cut him off, "Dude, don't call us plucky. We don't know what is means. Alright, we're optimistic, yes. I like your plan. Except it sucks, so let me do the plans, and that way it might be really good."

"Tell him about the dance-off to save the universe." Drax reminded Quill.

Marinette decided right then and there they may very well die, because there was no way these people saved the universe with a dance off. Maybe natural selection just truly needed to run it course. She shook that one out of her mind and refocused.

"What dance off?"

"it's nothing," Quill rejects.

"Like in Footloose, the movie?" Peter asks, question laced with unsureness.