Rocket burst into laughter, causing Cora to frown at him as she was confused by his behaviour.
"Oi, keep it down will you?!" She hissed. "What's so funny?"
"Starling's really gonna go for the orb? After what the green assassin lady told us? Man, he really is a nut job going after something associated with Ronan." He spoke in disbelief.
"He really is going to try it – plus it's not the only thing he's going after."
"Jeez what else? The boy's ambitious."
"I think he's going to go after Yondu and the Ravagers."
"Stupid, but makes sense." Rocket nodded.
Cora nodded back in agreement.
"Why are you worrying then? Sure he's after the orb but-"
"You're forgetting that he destroyed my shop." She retorted.
"Yeah that was a while ago – I'm sure he ain't gonna try anything else."
"That's the thing, Rocket – he would."
"Why would he waste his time on you?"
"You're forgetting why he did it – which is also the reason why he's 'wasting his time on me.'"
Rocket scrunched his nose and folded his arms deep in thought.
"Why did he do it?"
Cora groaned and threw her arms out in exasperation.
"Because I rejected his offer to be part of his crew of outlaws and he resents me for it!" She explained in an annoyed tone. "He wants to kill me because I will expose his plans – which I've done numerous of times to you and Groot."
"Oh."
Rocket and Cora fell silent, unsure of what to say to the other. They could hear the faint voices of Peter, Gamora and Drax above them and their footsteps as they walked across the main section of the Milano.
"Sticking around with these guys means we're already at risk by not just Starling but by way more people that are way more deadlier than him – surely you can get that into your brain?" Rocket explained.
"I guess you're right – I don't know just the thought of coming across Jasper again spooked me a bit."
"Yeah okay whatever you say." Rocket snickered.
"Shut up."
"Look, Cora. Promise me you won't go jumping out of anymore ships because of your weird mood swing tendencies – got it?"
"Okay."
"You better, because I don't wanna do this again – I hated it." Rocket grumbled.
"Fine." She said with a small smile, rising from the ground.
The pair of them climbed back up to the deck and were greeted by intense stares. Rocket ignored them and walked back to the materials he was dabbling with. Cora stood on the spot and looked at Peter, Drax and Gamora apologetically and cleared her throat.
"Yeah… I owe you guys an apology. I don't work for Ronan, I'm not working against you all either. I just… um… hormones am I right?"
Rocket rubbed his hands on his head as Groot, Drax and Gamora stared at her blankly. Peter shifted uncomfortably and looked away.
"Yeah we didn't need to know that." He mumbled.
"Look the point is, I handled things the wrong way and I'm sorry. I hope we can all be on good terms again."
The others nodded in acceptance as Drax stepped forward slightly.
"I apologise for lifting you in the air by your weak arms." He spoke. "And for threatening to kill you."
"Let's make it a rule that nobody kills each other on my ship." Peter announced. "We're stuck together until we get the money."
"I have no interest in money." Drax skulked away from the group.
"Great that means more money for the four of us."
Groot grunted and raised his hand to grab Peter's attention.
"The five of us." He added. "We're partners."
"We have an agreement but I would never choose to be partners with any of you. And Quill, your ship is filthy." Gamora said, glaring at everyone before exiting the deck.
"Oh, she has no idea. If I had a black light, this place would look like a Jackson Pollock painting."
"Just when I thought Cora was crazy – you got issues, Quill." Rocket grimaced.
"That, we didn't need to know, Quill." Cora shuddered. "Quick, someone change the subject!"
"I am Groot?"
"Yeah, do we actually know where we're headed?" Cora questioned.
"Not really no, the only thing she'll tell me is that we're in the right direction." Peter replied.
"At this point, we might as well be heading nowhere." Cora groaned as she sat on a seat next to the pilot's seat, taking the backpack off her back and unzipping it, taking out her Nintendo DS and switching it on.
Peter frowned at the contraption in her hands and turned to Rocket for help.
"That was the weird game box I was talking about earlier. Is Terran junk always this weird?"
"No, only some of it is just weird to me."
"I am Groot." Groot spoke as he approached Cora.
"Give me a sec, Groot – I'll just finish this level first." She replied, her eyes glued onto her game as she kicked her legs that draped over the arm of the chair.
"Groot seems to like that thing." Peter shrugged.
"Groot likes anything." Rocket explained as they both watched the two.
"I am Groot."
"Stop being impatient, I'm almost done – go play with your remote." Cora shot back, smashing the buttons rapidly.
"I am Groot."
"Rocket lost it? Huh, sure he did." She spoke sarcastically.
"Uh oh." Rocket said in a low voice. "I'm going to have to quickly think of an excuse as to why I trashed that thing." He spoke as he gripped a piece of metal tightly.
Peter smirked at Rocket's comment and sat on a chair on the other side of Cora, watching her and Groot play with her device as he took out his Walkman and shut himself away from the group using the power of music.
Rocket has finished playing around with the materials and had positioned himself on the pilot's chair. Drax and Gamora had joined them again, sat on chairs behind Rocket, Peter and Cora but were sat in total silence. Groot was stood next to Cora, who was taking a small nap and had allowed Groot to have a go at her game.
Peter was still in his own musical world, staring out at space, his translucent reflection slightly blocking his view. Suddenly, the dashboard beeped which pricked up Rocket's ears and startled Cora as her eyes fluttered open. A planet, shaped like a decaying head was right in front of them. She frowned at it in curiosity and with slight unease.
"We're inbound." Rocket announced.
"Where are we?" Peter asked as he took off his headphones.
"Knowhere." Gamora answered.
"Yeah, it certainly looks like it – but what's this planet in front of us?" Cora spoke groggily.
"It's Knowhere." Gamora repeated, rolling her eyes.
"The joke isn't as funny now." Peter spoke.
"No, you fools, the planet is called Knowhere! It's the severed head of an celestial being."
"So, why did you bring us to this foul-looking planet?" Drax asked.
"My buyer is on this planet." Gamora spoke. "Land this thing, we have business to do."