Ravagers with Young Peter

Sick

PETER POV:

I was on Xandar with some other ravagers. Kraglin was watching me while we were getting supplies with some other ravagers.

"Kid get hungover" asked Tazerface.

I was wearing sunglasses to help with my headache.

"I'd be more concerned for where he got the alcohol if he was" said Kraglin.

He brought a bag of pommes and gave me one. I took it and looked at it.

"What's this for" I asked.

Kraglin never gives me a snack. Not unless I ask anyway.

"I figured you be hungry since you skipped breakfast" said Kraglin.

"I didn't skip it" I said.

"Pete you literally had only a piece of toast" said Kraglin.

"I'm not all that hungry" I said.

"Well then I'll take it" said Tazerface as he took the pomme.

Tazerface started to eat it while Kraglin looked at me.

"Are you sure" he asked.

I nodded. Kraglin said nothing and we continued shopping but he kept a eye on me. I honestly just want to go back to bed. The others were looking at some bread and other baked goods. I think the smell is making things worse.

"You okay Peter" asked Henry.

I nodded but it was a lie. I feel like I'm going to throw up. Henry put his hand on my shoulder but I threw up on his boats. Everyone looked over at us and Kraglin walked over.

"Sorry" I said.

"Don't worry about it. I've got worse on my boots before" said Henry.

I wiped my mouth and Kraglin put his hand on my forehead.

"What are you thinking" asked Henry.

"Pray I'm wrong" said Kraglin.

I groaned.

"Do you have to speak alien" I whined.

"I thought you were learning Xandarian" said Kraglin.

"It's hard" I said.

Kraglin took my hand.

"The rest of you continue getting the supplies. I'll take Peter and Henry to the ship to change" said Kraglin.

The three of us left the group and Kraglin grabbed his communicator to I assume update Yondu on the situation. Henry got clean boots and went back to the others while Kraglin took me to med wing.

"Did you drink anything recently" asked Kraglin.

"Just chocolat lait" I said.

Kraglin picked me up and sat me on the bed.

"Are you sure" asked Kraglin.

I nodded.

"Was it expired or something" I asked.

"No, I had that two. But I need to know the truth" said Kraglin.

"That is the truth" I said.

"Peter, I'm not mad. But if you had alcohol I need to know" said Kraglin.

"I didn't" I said.

Kraglin signed.

"Okay, that means something else made you sick" said Kraglin.

He put his hand on my forehead.

"No fever" said Kraglin.

"Can I go to bed" I asked.

"Ya, I don't see why not" said Kraglin.

I got off the bed and Kraglin walked me to my room to make sure I get there. I climbed into bed and fell asleep.

~

After collecting the supplies the Ravagers started to load everything onto the ship.

"Peter is still sleeping in his room" said Kraglin.

"Ya I figured he would. He wasn't feeling well yesterday either" said Yondu.

"Oh, I was worried he was the one who stole your alcohol" said Kraglin.

"No, that was Gabe. I could smell it on his breath. Peter would probably be dead if it was him" said Yondu.

He silently opened the door to check on Peter who was still asleep. Yondu closed the door and they left Peter's room.

"Give it a few days and our little Terran should be good as new. If not then we can also get him checked" said Yondu.

Luckily it wasn't a hangover like some Ravagers originally thought. Peter being 10 years old and knowing how to be sneaky could steal some but alien alcohol is stronger then human alcohol. One of alien is around six to seven shots of human. So, Peter would be in serious trouble health wise.