Tmnt x Guardians of the galaxy

Chapter 3

The next morning, Mikey waited eagerly for his new friends to come down to the cafeteria for breakfast, though he wouldn't sit at Drax's table. Since the confrontation that took place in the showers last night, things had been...tense between him and Drax, and his cellmate had been giving him the cold shoulder lately.

He smiled excitedly when the guys and the green lady went down the stairs and ran up to meet them. "Morning, dudes!"

Quill smiled and gave Mikey a friendly pat on the shell. "Hey, morning, little buddy." He turned to the green woman behind. "Mikey, this is Gamora. Gamora, this is Mikey."

Gamora smiled softly at Mikey and shook his hand. "Hello, Mikey. I want to thank you for coming to my aid last night."

"Heh, yeah, well," Mikey awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, "sorry about my cellmate's rude behavior last night. He was totally out of control."

"Hard to believe that meathead is your roommate," Rocket mumbled, rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"Drax isn't all bad. He's just...you know...sad and angry," Mikey said with sympathy. "I get where he's coming from."

"I Am Groot," Groot said to Rocket, who looked up at him in surprise.

"Let him in on the...? Oh, no!" the raccoon shook his head. "We got enough problems of our own! We ain't letting some lost kid tag along! 'Sides I'm not splitting the money with one more person!"

"He stopped that brute from tearing me apart," Gamora argued. "We owe him this much."

"Yeah, plus he's got a family to get back to," Quill said. "We can't just leave him here."

Mikey tilted his head in confusion. "Wait, what are you guys talking about?"

Quill glanced around the cafeteria cautiously before he looked at Mikey. "We're thinking up an escape plan," he quietly said.

Mikey instantly perked up and his eyes sparkled. "Really?!" he shouted.

Rocket harshly shushed him. "Shhh! Don't bring the attention of the entire frickin' prison to ourselves, moron."

The Turtle smiled sheepishly. "Sorry. So what's the plan?"

Rocket sighed and muttered something under his breath as they headed to the bar and picked up their trays of food. "If we're gonna get out of here, we're gonna need to get into that watchtower. And to do that, I'm gonna need a few things. The guards wear security bands to control their ins and outs. I need one."

Gamora nodded, eyeing a particular guard on a balcony. "Leave it to me."

A scrawny bald prisoner with a prosthetic leg limped pass the group and Rocket pointed to him. "That dude, there. I need his prosthetic leg."

Quill raised an eyebrow. "His leg?"

"Yeah. God knows I don't need the rest of him. Look at him, he's useless."

"...All right."

"And finally, on the wall back there is a black panel," Rocket pointed to the base of the watchtower. "Blinky yellow light. Do you see it?"

As they sat down at a table, they looked for the yellow light that Rocket was referring to and quickly spotted it. "Yeah," Quill said with a nod.

"There's a quarnyx battery behind it. Purplish box, green wires. To get into that watchtower, I definitely need it."

"How are we supposed to do that?" Gamora asked him.

As the rest of the group discussed the plan to get the battery, Mikey noticed that Groot was walking toward the watchtower and stretched his legs to make himself taller. He grinned and mentally rooted for the walking tree. Getting that battery was gonna be a piece of cake.