Tony Stark was walking down to the Milano's hangar talking to Pepper.

"I tell you Pepper, it's so weird having these aliens around. Ever since they crashed down here all they've done is cause me trouble. Like how these 'guardians' seem to ask too many questions and touch too many things I have set up. Not to mention the time SHEILD almost caught us hiding them here," said Tony irritated.

"Well if you kept this place a bit cleaner-" reasoned Pepper.

"And don't even get me started with the Racoon," interrupted the billionaire clearly ignoring her.

"I ain't no rag-noon ya' naked fleabag!" yelled a voice in the hangar.

Aw crap, thought Tony, he heard me. The guy was this close to just straight up kicking these so called 'heroes' out of his base, but Cap just had to insist on letting them stay for their mission. He swears that these 'guardians' are just vigilantes hiding from the law but "No" says Cap "We have evidence their alibis are correct". The now apparent Procyon Lotor came walking up to Tony carrying a rather large and heavy wrench. Stark felt to his left for Pepper hoping he could use her as a barrier between him and the menacing creature but he found that she had already fled.

"Rocket!" said another voice behind Tony, "do you know where-" she trailed off.

"No," the assassin said.

"What?" replied the Raccoon pausing in his tracks.

"No, Rocket," stated Gamora, "this man is helping us with our situation and you are not going to screw us over by assaulting him".

Rocket groaned and surrendered to Gamora strainfully, he turned away in defeat and cursed under his breath. Gamora continued to walk past Tony to go grab one of her knives Rocket borrowed when Tony went to go tease her.

"You know when I met you guys I didn't expect that friendly aliens existed, heck, I didn't expect there to even be hot green chicks in the cosmos"

Gamora ignored his comment and shuffled through the mess Rocket left behind.

"So thanks for the save," he said chasing after her, "I thought I was a goner until that nice ass of yours showed up-"

The assassin was fed up with his snarky comments, so she found her knife and held it at Tony's neck applying pressure upon his thin skin.

"I am not your little play toy Anthony Stark and I will not tolerate any of your insubordinate behavior. As little as a threatening breath from you I swear that I will slice you straight down the center and carve out your entrails with as little as a dull knife," threatened Gamora as slow and dangerously as she could savoring every word. Tony gulped down hard in fear before Gamora swiftly pulled down the knife and landed a hard low punch onto the playboy's gut. Tony slides down onto the floor in agony.

"Gamora do you wanna go-" said Peter entering the room, "what happened here".

Quill walked down to talk to Gamora as she explains she had already handled the situation, telling him how Stark insulted her. Tony stirs back onto his feet still crouching in pain as a clearly offended and protective Peter Quill turns around and punches him square in the nose. The billionaire falls back onto the ground as Quill fixes his jacket and escorts Gamora away to get Tony out of sight.

That was the last time Tony ever messed with Gamora. Or anyone for that matter.

Oh god that was fun to write! It's been awhile since I posted anything but I'm thinking of making a comeback. Please leave your constructive criticism for me in the review area! BTW I don't normally write humor based fics so I know this is bad.

Bye!

-GeekyGurl of the 21stCentury