You were sitting at the table, fixing your rocket launcher, which malfunctioned before you and Peter were sent to go find that orb, for your boots when Peter walks in and sees Rocket kneeling down on the floor building something by using parts of the ship. "Woh, woh, woh! Yo, Ranger Rick! What are you doing? You can't take apart my ship without asking me!" Peter shouted at him. Then he points at a device next to Rocket and asked. "See, what is this?"
"Don't touch that, it's a bomb." Rocket replied, casually.
Peter stares at him in shock while your head shot up at the word bomb. "A bomb?" You exclaimed.
"Yep." replied Rocket acting like it was normal to carry a bomb around.
"And you leave it lying around?" Peter asked him, annoyed.
"I was gonna put it in a box." Rocket said.
"What's a box gonna do?" You asked him as Rocket pulls out a box and takes out a familiar wrapped present. Your eyes widen as you look over at Peter, who looked angry. "How about this one?" Rocket asked then Peter grabbed the box and shoved it back into its spot. "No! Woh! Hey! Hey! Leave it alone!" He said.
"Why? What is it?" Rocket asked, genuinely confused and concerned, as he looks up at Peter. "Shut up." Peter said, defensively.
You looked between the two until you decided to change the subject. "What is that?" You asked Rocket as you point at the device he was working on.
"Oh, that's for if things get really hardcore. Or if you wanna blow up moons." He said.
"No one's blowing up moons." Gamora said as she walks up to the table and stands next to you. "You just wanna suck the joy out of everything." Rocket grumbled as he continues to work.
"So, listen, I'm gonna need your buyer's coordinates." Peter said to Gamora as he walks up to her and you turned your chair around to face them. "We're heading in the right direction, for now." She said as she picks up the orb from the table.
"If we're gonna work together, you might want to try trusting us a little bit." Peter said to her.
"And how much do you trust me?" Gamora asked him as Peter takes the orb out of her hands. "We'd trust you a lot more if you told us what this was. Because I'm guessing it's some kind of weapon." You said, pointing at the orb. Peter tosses the orb to you and you catch it and set it on the table. "I don't know what it is." Gamora replied as Drax walks up to the table to stare at the orb.
"If it's a weapon, we should use it against Ronan." He said as he picks it up.
"Put it down, you fool! You'll destroy us all." Gamora threatened as she walks up to him.
"Or just you, murderess!" Drax yelled.
"I let you live once, princess!" Gamora spat.
"I am not a princess!" Drax shouted at her as the two kept getting closer and closer to each other until both you and Peter run over to them and try to keep them apart.
"Hey! Nobody is killing anybody on our ship! We're stuck together until we get the money." Peter shouted at them. Drax looks over at Peter and said. "I have no interest in money." And he tosses the orb back to Peter.
"Great. That means more money for the four of us." Peter stated as Drax walks off. "Uh, correction, five of us, including Groot. Partners." You corrected as Groot smiles over at you. You nod at him as Gamora said. "We have an agreement, but I would never be partners with the likes of you. I'll tell the buyer we're on our way." She starts to walk away until she turns to face you and Peter and said. "And your ship is filthy." Then she walks up the later to the bridge.
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Guardians of the Galaxy (Star-Lord x Female!Reader)
FanfictionBrash space adventurer Peter Quill and his best friend, (y/n) (l/n), find themselves in the quarry of relentless bounty hunters after they steal an orb coveted by Ronan. To evade Ronan, Quill and (y/n) are forced into an uneasy truce with four dispa...