Stargazing • MCU/S. Rogers Fanfic•

5-81: One Inch Man

Berhert

January 17, 2016

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"Look at this!" Gomora scolded angrily outside the ship. Well, if the whole ship where there they would still be in the ship. "Where's the other half of our ship?"

"Our ship." Quill corrected under his breath.

"Either one of you could have gotten us through that field, if you had flown with what was between your ears instead of what's between your legs." She pointed at the two who were supposedly the, how do they say it? "The best pilots in the galaxy."

"If what's between my legs hand a hand on it, I guarantee I could have landed this ship with it." Quill commented quietly, hoping Gamora wouldn't have heard.

"Peter." Astra spoke up sternly with her hand on her hip. "We almost died because of your arrogance."

"More like cause he stole the Annulax batteries!" He pointed at the raccoon.

"They're called Harbulary batteries." Drax thought he corrected him.

This argument was so full of frustration that it made you want to scream and laugh at the same time. "No, their not!"

"You know why I did it, Star-munch?" Rocket spoke up to defend himself.

"I'm not gonna answer to Star-munch."

"I did it because I wanted to!"

"Dick." Peter muttered and turned so he wouldn't face Rocket.

"What are we even talking about this for?" He tried to force the conversation away from him. "We just had a little man save us by blowing us 50 ships!"

"How little?" Drax inquired.

"Well, I don't know. Like this." Rocket spoke in a sort of ashamed tone and measured an inch with his fingers.

Gamora wasn't convinced as she had her hands on her hips. "A little one inched man saved us?"

"Well, if he got closer I'm sure he would be much larger." The raccoon shrugged like it wasn't common.

"That's how eyesight works you stupid raccoon." Quill insulted, only making matters worse.

"Don't call me a raccoon!"

"I'm sorry. I took it too far." He faked an apology with a sincere voice. "I meant trash panda."

Rocket looked around in utter confusion. "Is that better?" He wondered.

"I don't know." Drax answered softly, having no clue either. All the while Astra worked of keeping her cool around the bickering men.

"It's worse." Peter laughed with a look of achievement on his face. "It's so much worse."

"You son of a..." Rocket didn't even finish before he launched himself at Quill to bite him, but Quill did his best to avoid the raccoons attacks.