Peter Quill was lounging around in the Milano. The others had all gone planetside, to do some shopping, exploring and thieving. There wasn't really all that much to do other than listen to his music, but that was all he needed to do. He was just getting into some serious dancing when suddenly two guys appeared in the middle of his ship. Before he could even question how they got their the black haired one said "Peter Quill, I am your Father."
"Huh?" Peter looked between the two guys before settling on the blonde one and saying to him, "Did this guy just quote Star Wars at me?"
"Yeah," He sighed. "It's more annoying than before when he couldn't tell you what a lightsaber was."
"Okay," Peter said. "Erm, question. Who even are you guys?"
"I am Castiel," Star Wars guy- er Castiel said. "I am an angel of the Lord, a celestial being. What was it your mother said? I am a being composed purely of light."
"Yeah, and I'm his- er- mate?" Blondy said. "Names Dean."
"Alright," Peter said. "It's nice to meet you, now how the flip did you get on my Spaceship?"
"My wings," Castiel said.
"Stop being cryptic Cas," Dean said. "Star Lord here won't get it."
"You have wings?" Peter asked, ignoring his- what stepdad? "Do I have wings?"
"Does everyone get wings?" Dean asked.
"Quite possibly, that is why I asked Yando to bring you to me when you were a child," Castiel said. He then turned to Dean. "No Dean, Sam does not have wings, so everyone doesn't get wings."
"Hold up," Peter said. "You told Yando to take me to you?"
"Yes, I realise that Ravergers were not the best choice," Castiel said.
"No shit," Peter said. "He lied about everything!"
"Yes, I'm afraid he did," Castiel said.
"Can we get to why we came here in the first place, I'm supposed to pick Ben up from school in an hour," Dean said.
I finally got around to rewriting the first chapter! Yay!