Team 1 Lands on Xandar near a plaza. They then see a bipedal raccoon talking while holding a scanner.
Raccoon: Xandarians. What a bunch of losers. All of them in a big hurry to get from something stupid to nothing at all. Pathetic. Look at this guy! Can you believe they call us criminals, when he's assaulting us with that haircut? (referring to the small Xandarian child getting help whilst walking] What is this thing? Look how it thinks it's so cool. It's not cool to get help! Walk by yourself, you little gargoyle! (referring to the older Xandarian man (Stan Lee) chatting up a pretty young woman) Look at Mr. Smiles over here. Where's your wife, old man? What a class-A pervert. (Turns the scanner to the group) Huh, now there's an odd bunch. Three kids, a dog, and Howard the duck wearing a Donald Duck costume. It almost looks like they're right next to me.
Donald: We are next to you.
The raccoon lowers the scanner and jumps back in surprise as he bumps into groot while he was drinking the fountain water.
Lynn: Does your walking house plant have to drink fountain water in front of us?
Racoon: (sees Groot) Don't drink fountain water, you idiot. That's disgusting!
Groot turns to his partner and shrugs at the group.
Lynn: Yes you were, we all saw you doing it! Why are you lying?
Raccoon: Well, now that we have that outta the way, who are you guys?
Sora: I'm Sora. This is Donald, Goofy, Lynn and Luna Loud.
Raccoon: Loud? Why are those girls' last names are loud?
Luna: Uh…
Raccoon: Oh wait. Don't tell me. Cause you two are loud as hell! (laughs)
Sora: Anyway, who are you?
Raccoon: Name's Rocket. And that big galoot by the fountain over there is my muscle, Groot.
Groot: I am Groot.
Donald: We know, he already introduced you.
Rocket: So, what brings a merry group like you five to Xandar?
Sora: We're looking for some power stars. They power this flying Observatory.
Rocket: What, you mean the freaky comet everyone around here talks about?
Lynn: Everyone?
Goofy: Rosalina did say the Observatory traveled across space.
Rocket's scanner then beeps.
Rocket: Whoop. Gotta cut this short. Looks like we got one.
Sora: One what?
Rocket: A hit. Okay, humie, how bad does someone wanna find you? (scan says peter quill and his bounty of…) 40,000 units?! Groot, we're gonna be rich.
They all turn back to groot, who was drinking again. Rocket sighs, but then turns to the group.
Rocket: I think I may have something for you guys to do. See that guy over there who went into that shop?
Lynn: What about him? (realizes, eyes lighting up) Oooh, you guys are clever.
Rocket: I see you get it, sporting girl. Now listen, here's what we're gonna do….
Meanwhile at the broker's shop.
The Broker: Mr. Quill.
Peter Quill: Broker. The orb, as commissioned. (Placed the orb down)
The Broker: Where's Yondu?
Peter Quill: Wanted to be here, sends his love. And told me to tell you, that you got the best eyebrows in the business. (the Broker picks up the orb) What is it?
The Broker: It's my policy never to discuss my clients, or their needs.
Peter Quill: Yeah, well, I almost died getting it for you.
The Broker: An occupational hazard, I'm sure, in your line of work.
Peter Quill: Some machine-headed freak, working for a dude named Ronan. (the Broker suddenly looks afraid)
The Broker: Ronan? I'm sorry, Mr. Quill. I truly am. But I want no part of this transaction if Ronan is involved. [he gives the orb back to Peter and starts pushing him towards his shop door]
Peter Quill: Woh! Woh, woh, woh! Who's Ronan?
The Broker: A Kree fanatic, outraged by the peace treaty, who will not rest until Xandarian culture, my culture, is wiped from existence!(the Brokers starts pushing Peter again)
Peter Quill: Woh. Come on!
The Broker: He's someone whose bad side I'd rather not be on.
Peter Quill: What? What about my bad side? (the Broker opens his shop door and pushes Peter out)
The Broker: Farewell, Mr. Quill. (he closes the door in Peter's face)
Peter Quill: Hey, we had a deal, bro! (Turns to see Gamora)
Gamora: What happened?
Peter Quill: Uh...this guy just backed out of a deal on me. If there's one thing I hate, it's a man without integrity. Peter Quill. People call me Star-Lord.
Gamora: You have the bearing of a man of honor. (Peter starts to playfully throw the orb up and down in his hand)
Peter Quill: Well, you know, I wouldn't say that. People say it about me, all the time, but it's not something I would ever say about myself.
Gamora then blindsides Quill with a kick and snatches the orb, running off with it. Quill then throws a bolas that traps her. As he runs to grab the orb, several humanoid heartless in Nova corps armor appear right as he grabs it.
Peter Quill: What the? Where'd these things come from?
Those several humanoid heartless were actually our heroes in disguise.
Team 1: Surprise!
Gamora retaliates and counters sora's costume, tearing it off before tackling quill to the ground.
Gamora: This wasn't the plan.
As she's about to stab Peter, Rocket jumps on to her and knocks her down; to Groot referring to Peter.
Rocket: Put him in the bag, put him in the bag!
As the team tries to grab Quill, Groot ensnares Gamora by mistake.
Rocket: No! Not her, him! Learn genders, man.
As Rocket struggles with Gamora, she tries to bite him.
Rocket: Biting? That's not fair!
She finally breaks free and goes after Quill, but he counters her. But she overpowers him and gets him in a hold.
Gamora: Fool. You should have learned.
Peter Quill: I don't learn. One of my issues.
Unbeknownst to her, Quill removed one of his boot jets and strapped it to her. Pressing a button on his leg controllers, he rocketed her off.
Sora: Grab him!
Just when Quill was in the clear, Groot and Team 1 bags him.
Quill: What the?
Luna: We got him!
Rocket: Quit smiling, you idiot. You're supposed to be a professional.
Then more heartless appeared as Gamora recovered.
Rocket: Hey, I thought we dropped the act already.
Donald: No, these are real!
(Cue Kingdom Hearts battle music)
The armor for Lynn and Luna's armor powered on as Sora's team readied their own weapons. Gamora charged in and cut down a few before hitting groot, prompting him to drop the bag. Quill got out and stunned Gamora. Sora and the others were too busy fighting that they didn't notice rocket preparing his weapon to fire at a running Quill.
Rocket: I live for the simple things, like how much this is gonna hurt. (zaps Peter Quill) Yeah, writhe little man. (Looks at Groot with no hands) Don't worry, they'll grow back.
The nova corps then arrived, capturing both Rocket and Groot, ignoring our heroes.
Nova Arresting Pilot: Subject 89P13, drop your weapon.
Rocket: Oh, crap. (drops his weapon)
Nova Arresting Pilot: By the authority of Nova Corps, you are under arrest for the endangerment of life and destruction of property.
Corpsman Dey then came along with Quill in his arms.
Dey: Good job playing along with these guys, kids. You bought us enough time to get one of Ronan's associates, two bounty hunters, and Star-Prince here.
Peter Quill: Star-Lord.
Dey: Oh, sorry, Lord. I picked this guy up a while back for petty theft. He's got a codename.
Peter Quill: Come on, man. It's a…it's an outlaw name.
Luna: Not that weird to have a mixed up nickname, dude.
Dey: Anyway, all of them are heading to the Kyln. And since you were here to round them up, you have the honor of escorting them.
Lynn: Uh, sure. (To Quill, whispering) Don't worry, whatever that orb is, we'll get it for you.
Peter Quill: (To Lynn, whispering) Thanks. Still don't know what you people are.
Sora: Oh, yeah. I'm Sora, and that's Donald, Goofy, Luna, and Lynn. We're on a mission to save this universe.
Peter Quill: Ah, trying to save the universe from Ronan, huh?
Goofy: Uh, who's Ronan?
Peter Quill: Only the most feared enemy in the galaxy. He's known by everyone as Ronan the Accuser.
Sora: What was in that orb?
Peter Quill: Dunno, but he wants it bad. Just hope nobody else wants it as bad as he does.
Lynn: Do you know anyone who knows about that orb?
Peter Quill: Well, this is one guy who knows about this orb. He's called the Collector.
Sora: Well, we need to break you out first. Let's play along first, and then figure out what to do.