Guardians of the Galaxy Descendants

Talk About A Shopping Spree!

The three villians divided up the list so it would be faster and easier to get everything. With their specific ingredients memorized they each went off in different directions. Then turned around and went in the opposite direction because, clichès! 

Aster POV

Aster mentally ran over his ingredients every ten seconds to make sure he knew what he was getting. One tear of sadness and a chopped onion. Too bad onions can't make you cry tears of sadness. Aster grumbled. How would he find someone crying at that moment because they were sad? And how would he get the tear? He wasn't exactly popular at this school.

Well at least I don't have Meteor's list. Aster sighed. He technically has three items to get. Korey and Aster had made an executive decision that Meteor needed to get a piece of hair from both Devin and Bomb. Both would be hard. Devin barely had hair and Bomb was so territorial you couldn't get within 5 feet of her!

Still Aster felt a little bad for Meteor. The poor guy was gonna get his hand bit off and his skull bashed in and not even get anything out of it. At least Comet got a muscled boyfriend for her troubles of sitting and doing nothing. I at least did some work. Aster thought proudly. And then a cute girl gets to be my girlfriend.

Aster mentally slapped himself. Where had that thought come from? He decided to head for the kitchen to get the onion first. He'd worry about the tear of sadness later.

Aster entered the kitchen and started searching the cupboards for where the onions were stored. After a few minutes of searching he sat at the counter, defeated. Just then a voice popped up behind him.

"Looking for something?" Aster jumped around. Quail stood in the doorway staring him down intently.

Aster scrambled for something to say but was coming up empty. Quail watched his dumbfounded expression with amusement.

"I was just, um, organizing." Aster sputtered. Quail surveyed the mess of cooking supplies spread out everywhere on the counters.

She looked back at him and scoffed. "First, I don't believe that you would organize anything. Second, if you were this is a horrible job that you did. Finally, don't lie to me, I can read your mind if I try hard enough." Aster's mouth involuntary dropped a little bit, if Quail saw she didn't comment.

She closed her eyes and the black star on her forehead lit up. Quail opened her eyes which had turned into glowing whirlpools. She stared Aster down then closed her eyes again. The star shimmered down and Quail's eyes were normal when she opened them again.

"Why on Xandar are you looking for an onion in the cupboards?" She asked. Aster couldn't believe it. She can read minds! He thought amazed. Then he noticed how tired she know looked. It drains her energy. He observed.

"Aren't onions usually put in cupboards?" He asked. Quail rolled her eyes and made her way over to the refrigerator. She opened it up and tossed an onion at Aster.

"Onions are kept fresh in the refrigerator, genius." She said sarcastically. Aster stared at the onion for a minute before nodding in acknowledgement at her. Quail went to leave when Aster stopped her.

"Why did you help me? Don't you hate me or something?" Quail turned around and adjusted her hair before answering.

"Yeah I hate you, but I hate those prissy heroes even more." Aster nodded and turned to find a knife to chop the onion when Quail spoke again. "Give them a good taste of pain." When Aster glanced at her Quail looked like she was gonna cry.

"What's wrong?" Aster asked.

"Do you know why I hate you?" Quail asked. Aster shook his head. "It's because Ronan killed my Dad." Quail took a shaky breath than wiped her eye with her hand. Another tear went to run down her cheek as she turned away so she grabbed a paper towel and flicked the tear on to it.