Guardians of the Galaxy (with OC)

The Friends

"You call that "figured it out"? We're gonna rob the guys who just beat us senseless!"

We were inside of, who I learned was Yondu's, ship and were sitting in a circle. Rocket discreetly had his paw placed on top of my pinkie, he was adorable.

"Oh, you want to talk about senseless? How about trying to save us by blowing us up?"

"We weren't actually going to blow you guys up!"

With a confused look on his face, Rocket turned to look at me.

"We weren't?"

"No!"

"No, I would've,"

Peter decided to butt in, clearly annoyed at Rocket.

"How on earth were they gonna turn us over when you only gave them a count of five?"

"Well we didn't have time to work out the minutiae of the plan. This is what we get for acting altruistically!"

To be honest, I had no idea what they were talking about anymore. I was half listening to their conversation, half trying not to freak out about how we were in Yondu's ship. They didn't seem like the people we should be around.

"I am Groot," (They're ungrateful)

"They are ungrateful,"

Subconsciously, I moved closer to Rocket, trying to stay away from the suit that led to Yondu's crew. Rocket realised this and grabbed put his paw on top of my hand. I smiled at him as the conversation continued.

"What's important now is we get the Ravagers' army to help us save Xandar,"

"So we can give the Stone to Yondu who's just gonna sell to somebody even worse?"

"We'll figure that part out later,"

I was starting to re-think this whole friendship thing.

"We have to stop Ronan"

"How?"

"I've got a plan,"

"You've got a plan?"

"Yes,"

"First of all, you're copying me from when I said I had a plan,"

The constant arguing between then made me wanna shoot then with my blaster. I don't care if I'm dating one of them, if they didn't shut up, I would blast their heads off.

"No, I'm not. People say that all the time, it's not that unique of a thing to say,"

"Secondly, I don't even believe you have a plan,"

"I have part of a plan!"

"What percentage of a plan do you have?"

I tried not to laugh, knowing Peter would say a low percentage.

"You don't get to ask questions after the nonsense you pulled on Knowhere,"

"I just saved Quill,"

He didn't, he just stood on top of the ship, we couldn't gotten Groot to do that.

"We've already established that you destroying the ship that I'm on is not saving me,"

"When did we establish it?"

"Like three seconds ago!"

"I wasn't listening, I was thinking of something else,"

I tried not to laugh at Drax for doing the exact same thing I was.

"Yeah, me too, Drax."

Gamora groaned in frustration as Rocket tried to continue the conversation.

"She's right, you don't get an opinion. What percentage?"

"I don't know, twelve percent,"

Rocket laughed the fakest I've ever heard while Peter looked at him, unimpressed.

"That's a fake laugh,"

"It's real!"

"Totally fake,"

"That is the most real, authentic, hysterical laugh of my entire life because that is not a plan,"

There they go, arguing again. I couldn't rally blame Rocket this time though because twelve percent was a much lower number than I expected it to be.

"It's barely a concept,"

"You're taking their side?"

I do y'know what Peter was expecting, he isn't one of Gamora's favourite people. Neither are any of we but that's but the point.

"I am Groot," (It's better than eleven percent)

"So what, it's better than eleven percent? What the hell does that have to do with anything?"

"Thank you, Groot. Thank you. See? Groot's the only one of you who has a clue,"

I tuned to Groot to see him eating one of his leaves. Rocket and I chucked while Peter sighed.

"Guys. Come on. Yondu is gonna be here in two seconds. He expects to hear this big plan of ours. I need your help. I look around at us, you know what I see? Losers."

We all look at him, like he was an idiot.. Which he was. He quickly realised his mistake and corrected himself.

"I mean, like, folks who have lost stuff. And we have. Man, we have. All of us. Our homes, our families, normal lives. And, usually, life takes more than it gives, but not today. Today, it's given us something. It has given us a chance,"

"To do what?"

"To give a shit. For once, not run away. I, for one, am not gonna stand by and watch as Ronan wipes out billions of innocent lives,"

Muttering language under my breath, I agreed with his points but what he's asking of us is something very big.

"But, Quill, stopping Ronan, it's impossible. You're asking us to die,"

"Yeah, I guess I am. I..."

He trailed off and looked at the ground, thinking his speech didn't persuade anyone, however, it persuaded all of us. Gamora stood up next to Peter.

"Quill. I have lived most my life surrounded by my enemies. I will be grateful to die among my friends,"

I was happy she called us her friends, that was a big step for her. Drax also rose.

"You are an honorable man, Quill. I will fight beside you. And in the end, see my wife and daughter again,"

Deciding it was my turn, I rose from my seat.

"All of you were our friends and for that.. I'd be happy to die amongst you all,"

Straight after me, Groot stood up, be f to a sitting Rocket.

"I am Groot," (Peter, I'm eternally grateful for you sticking with us. For that, I will fight with you all)

Our gazes turned towards Rocket as we impatiently waited for him to stand up. I sighed and new he had given in. He stood up on top of his seat, trying to match our heights.

"Oh, what the hell. I don't got that long a lifespan, anyway. Now I'm standing. You all happy? We're all standing up now. Bunch of jackasses, standing in a circle,"