Star Crossed

"Singing in the Shower"

KATIES POV

" This looks like a great place to be Pete.." I mumbled as we approached the Kyln. 

"Eh, I'm sure Rocket and Tree Beard here will feel right at home," Peter scoffed as we were escorted out of the transport ship and into a hall I could only assume led to the main part of the prison ship.

"I've escaped 22 prisons, this one is no different," Rocket retorted " These ones here, are curropt and cruel, but hey! That's not my problem! I aint gonna be here long."

I raised my eyebrow with visible suspicion. We walked single file down the corridor, Gamora in front, then Rocket, Peter, Me and Groot. 

"You're lucky that broad showed up, or we would be collecting that bounty right now..." Rocket droned on, seeming to make any attempt he could to attack Peter's ego.

"... And you," he said turning over his shoulder to face me around Peter, " would be getting drawn and quartered by Yondu and those Ravagers."

Peter moved in front of me, blocking me from Rocket's sight.

"I've had a lot of folks try to kill me over the years, and I aint about to be brought down by a tree and a talking raccoon." Peter stood a little taller at this remark, his pride getting the better of him. 

"Hold," Directed one of the Nova Corp retainers.

"What's a raccoon?" Questioned Rocket, believing it was an insult

  "What's a raccoon!?"  Retorted Peter, in mock disbelief.

"Its like a furry little animal thing, like you only less-" I began, attempting to fix the situation.

"Annoying..." Finished Peter, blatantly ignoring the direction I was meaning to take."It's what you are stupid!" 

"Aint no thing like me except me." Finished Rocket, gesturing towards his chest as he walked through a main holding gate in the hall. 

Peter began to question Gamora about the orb using a few choice words such as "Maltese Falcon and Arc of the Covenant", while I began to talk to Groot.

"So... 22 prisons huh?" I asked leaning back a little to look at the massive tree.

"I am Groot," He replied nonchalantly. 

"Okay.. so what exactly are you? Like, are you made of trees, are you just a tree?" I questioned further. 

  "I am Groot," He responded in an excited way, almost surprised that I was taking an interest.

"What kind of tree are you?" I prodded,  looking over his wooden form for any distinguishing marks.

  "I am Groot!" He said a little louder, sounding almost offended that I would even ask. 

My eyes grew wide, my mouth agape slightly. I really hadn't meant to offend him. He looked at me and slowly smiled. Ahh, you were kidding... you dick.. 

I smiled back and turned to face ahead where we were just coming into a larger room.

 The beginning strains of "Hooked on a Feeling" filled my ears, and I glanced to my left to see one of the Kyln thugs playing with Peter's walkman. 

"Hey," Peter and I said in unison, as we both moved towards the thug.

"Put that away," warned Peter. He clenched his fists in the blue handcuffs.

The doors separating us from the thug began to close, and we both moved to beat them to gain access to the room.  Peter moved through swiftly, yet I wasn't quick enough and could only stare through from the other side of the fenced door.