HELLFIRE || Doctor Who ✔

Twenty-Seven: Unorthodox Kindness

"Your hair..." Drax made the comment as I entered the cockpit of our ship.

Yondu's funeral and all that had taken place a few short weeks prior. After his funeral, Kraglin dropped us back at Berhert leaving to go find another Ravager faction to start up with the starship.

Fixing Milano took just over a week, a week which was filled the normal laughing and arguments that went on with our team. Mantis was also warming up to all of us, becoming a more permanent member of our small band of misfits.

Once Milano was all fixed and ready to go, we flew to Xandar for a quick supply run and bathing purposes. That was also the time I took it upon myself to finally tell everyone about the Doctor.

I was met with a more positive outcome than expected, but I was also met with a bunch of teasing that I apparently 'screwed a Timelord'. Peter wasn't very happy that I practically stole his identity, but he soon got over it.

Now, they were all helping me stay on the lookout for any word of where the Doctor is. I also still didn't have a plan for what it was I was going to tell the Doctor when I saw him.

All I knew was that for now, I was just going to go through my normal routine with the Guardians of the Galaxy.

"What about her hair?" Peter suddenly called from where he was piloting alongside Rocket. "What'd she do to it?" I rolled my eyes moving away from Drax, taking a seat in my usual spot which was right in between Rocket and Peter.

After telling them about how I got to fly the TARDIS, both were inexplicably jealous that I got to fly the awesome spaceship. Unfortunately, I was still booted to the third best pilot on the team after Rocket and Peter.

"I cut it and colored it black," As I said this, both Rocket and Peter turned in their seats to face me.

I handed Rocket an offended look, as the raccoon gave me an extremely judgmental glance. My hair was now cut so it stopped just after my breast, a big change from the previous hair that was pretty much falling down my ass.

Not only that, but my hair was no longer its natural brown color. It was now a deep raven black, which in my opinion made my eyes stick out all the more. I personally liked the change, it made me feel like a new person in a way.

Plus, it was far easier to manage this way and didn't get half as dirty as it used to.

"What's that look for?" I asked Rocket, sniffing slightly. "I like it." Rocket simply snickered shaking his head.

"I'm fucking with you, it looks fine." He smirked as he took control of the spaceship from Peter making him scowl.

"Hey, stop that..." Peter and Rocket began fighting for control causing me sigh.

Gamora rolled her eyes at them, looking at me from her seat below us. Gamora was in charge of the left side ship weaponry, making her seat as well as Drax and Mantis just below ours. Groot who was growing into a teenager sat just behind Peter, Rocket, and I playing a video game Peter had recently bought him.