Note: Written for an activity on Total Drama RP Universe Forum, Day 2: Pumpkin Carving.

Set before Infinity War

Peter held a blade in his hand with a serious expression on his face. He looked at his team and began to pace.

"This is serious business," he said, holding his blade tightly as he waved it for emphasis. "No. Laughing. Matter. One of the most important parts of the autumn season. Either you get it right, or you screw up really bad."

He paused, tilting his head slightly. "And from the shape of this team, you're going to screw up really bad."

"I am Groot," Groot said.

Peter shook his head. "Yes, I firmly believe that my skills are way better than yours."

Rocket snorted, rocking in his seat. "Yeah right. You can barely carve your name in the dirt."

"Why would he carve his name in dirt?" Mantis asked, her hand raised.

"Because he's an imbecile," Drax replied.

Gamora rolled her eyes. "Can we get on with this already?"

Peter nodded at Gamora. "I'm with her. While I know this will end badly, it won't be short of hilarious." He picked up his pumpkin. "May the best carver win."

After signalling it was time to begin, the Guardians all began to carve the pumpkins that were settled in front of their seats on the ship. Peter had a look of concentration, his tongue poking out slightly as he used his blade on his pumpkin.

Mantis was staring at hers in awe, holding it up and examining the pumpkin. It was clear she was not going to carve into it anytime soon.

Gamora stabbed her pumpkin repeatedly, taking out her aggression on the thing.

Groot was using his limbs to poke through the pumpkin in various areas, his eyes narrowed as he worked.

Drax carved a piece out of his pumpkin and began to eat it. "This is delicious," he exclaimed, carving more pieces out and eating it.

Rocket kicked his pumpkin away and aimed his gun at it in case his decided to roll back towards him.

Minutes later...

Peter looked smug as he stared at his less than stellar pumpkin face. He was a bit rusty, but he was much better than the rest of the team. Gamora's was pretty much decimated, and Drax ate all of his. Mantis and Rocket didn't actually carve anything, so that left Groot.

"Let's see yours, Groot," Peter said.

Groot held up his pumpkin, showing a scenic like image on his pumpkin.

Peter squinted his eyes in disbelief. "How the in the-?"

"I am Groot," Groot exclaimed with an open smile.

Rocket fell from his seat in laughter.

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