Glowy Space Rocks Aren't Worth The Hassle.

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Swearing.

Tony's POV 

Well, time to call the Guardians.


Aurora's POV 

"Time to call the guardians" iron cans mental voice says. Who tf are the guardians? 

*insert space rocket ship noises. At lib* 

I knew it! Aliens are  real!! The ship lands and people?step out. There's a bug girl, a someone who's literally green, some guy, a rabbit?, another guy who's just standing there with his arms crossed, someone blue and the cutest little tree-guy ever! 

"So.... This is kinda fucking awkward"I mutter. Cap hisses LaNgUaGe at me honesty I don't fucking care anymore. 

"How do you watch language?" The cross armed guy asks. I start laughing hysterically at that and they all look confused asf.

"What's her deal?" The other guy asks. 

"So do you guys have names or what?" I ask. Honestly shoulda done this before but I  didn't.

"Ok , so we are the Guardians Of The Galaxy. I'm Peter Quill aka Starlord, the green girl is called Gamora, the bug girl is Mantis, the blue girl is Nebula, the trash panda is called Rocket and the tree is called Groot." Quill answers. 

"Yo I have a friend named Peter what a coincidence." I mutter, to no one in particular.

The trash panda walks up to me and tries to grab my arm. "Bitch what the fuck do you think your doing?"  I angrily ask.

Gamora slaps t rocket away and pull out my sniper rifle and take aim at the annoying creature. I change my mind and instead of shooting the bitch, I shoot flames at it instead. 


"Before you ask, no, no I do not have your glowy space rock. Byeeeee" I yell and then am off. 

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