Ivy here.

We came up on the Ravengers' ship and Rocket Raccoon started sending threats.

I can't be sure, but I think I saw Edward hiding a smile as Rocket threatened to blow the ship up.

I'm pretty sure I saw Carmen hiding a smile when Peter Quill started telling him off for threatening to blow up the ship they were on in an attempt to save them.

And I know we were all hiding smiles when Peter Quill came onboard with Gamora and started yelling at everyone.

"I have a plan," said Quill at last.

"You've got a plan? Okay, first of all, you're copying me from when I said I had a plan," said Rocket.

"I'm not copying you, I have a plan, that's not that unique of a thing to say."

"And secondly, I don't think you even have a plan."

"I have part of a plan."

"What percentage of a plan do you have?" asked Drax.

"You don't get to ask questions after the nonsense you pulled on Knowhere!" snapped Gamora.

"I just saved Quill!"

"We've already established that you destroying the ship I'm on is not saving me!"

"When did we establish that?"

"Like three seconds ago!"

"Well I wasn't listening then, I was thinking of something else..."

"She's right, you don't get an opinion... What percentage?" asked Rocket.

"I dunno... Twelve percent?"

"Twelve percent?"

Rocket burst out laughing at the same time as Edward.

"That's a fake laugh," said Peter Quill, glaring at Rocket.

"It's real!"

"Totally fake!"

"That is the most real, authentic, hysterical laugh of my entire life because THAT IS NOT A PLAN!"

"It's barely a concept," said Gamora.

"I'm with her on that one," I said.

"You're taking their side?" demanded Quill, glaring at us.

"I'd say it's a bit more than a concept, but not quite part of a plan," offered Carmen.

"I am Groot."

"So what, "It's better than eleven percent!" What the hell does that have to do with anything?" demanded Rocket, addressing Groot.

"Thank you Groot, thank you. See? Groot's the only one of you who has a clue."

Groot chewed a leaf off of his arm.

Carmen burst out laughing.

"It's not funny!" yelled Quill.

"Yes, it is," said Edward.

"Just get back to your argument," I said. "The Avengers assembled faster than this, Quill."

"What?"

"I'll explain it to you... one day. Maybe."

Quill just sighed. "When I look around, you know what I see? Losers. I mean like, folks who have lost stuff. And we have, man, we have, all of us. Homes, and our families, normal lives. And you think life takes more than it gives, but not today. Today it's giving us something. It is giving us a chance.

"To do what?" asked Rocket.

"To care. And I am not gonna stand by and watch as billions of lives are being wiped out."

"But Quill, beating Ronan... it can't be done. You're asking us to die."

"Yeah... I guess I am."

Gamora stood up. "Quill, I have lived most of my life surrounded my enemies. I will be grateful to die among my friends."

Drax stood up. "You're an honorable man, Quill. I will fight beside you. And in the end, I will see my wife and daughter."

"I am Groot." Groot stood up.

"Aww, I don't got that long a lifespan anyway..." Rocket stood up. "Well now I'm standing. Happy? We're all standing now. Bunch of idiots, standing in a circle."

"I'll help in any way I can," I offered.

The next few hours were a rush of activity. I told Carmen and Edward to stay on Star-Lord's ship until I came to get them. The Ravengers, as you may have noticed, are a rough bunch. If things came to the very worst... Edward and Carmen can't fight to save their lives. Carmen took a year of karate with me and, as a dancer, is in excellent shape, but that will only get you so far. Edward... Edward has the element of surprise because he has absolutely no idea what to do and is therefore unpredictable.

I got a lot of odd looks from the Ravengers as I came onto the ship.

Yondu eyed me rather creepily as we pushed past the other men and grinned. "Who's this, Peter? Some new girl you didn't tell me about?"

"My name is Ivy Williams. I am not involved in a relationship with Peter Quill, never have been, and never intend to be." I'm seventeen. The idea of dating a guy who's about thirty is just a tad creepy.

Yondu didn't pursue the topic, instead addressing Peter Quill.

Gamora and Star-Lord began to explain their plan to everyone. Fortunately, they didn't feel the need to mention why I was there.

I had to think hard about what to do with my teleporter. In a moment alone, I started trying to fix the wires. Maybe one was loose?

Rocket appeared in front of me. He took the device from my hands for a moment, inspected it, and pushed a few wires into place. "What is this thing?"

"Teleporter/time travel device/ language translator. Thanks."

He almost dropped it.

I pressed a few buttons. A second later, I was standing in the middle of a carnival from around what I guessed to be the early 1900s.

A girl with chocolate brown hair, in a dark blue dress, pushed past me. My friend Ariel. What... "Sorry!"

I spun around and found myself face to face with Edward. His face was stained with blood.

"You're here," he said, staring wide eyed.

"Do I want to know what's going on?"

"Have you heard of Love Never Dies?"

"The Phantom of the Opera sequel? Yeah, Ariel made me watch it. Was Ariel... oh, no."

"I'll deal with everything!" He ran off after her. "Don't worry, it's all under control."

Probably best not to interfere here.

I transported back.

Rocket stared at me.

"I just time traveled back about a hundred years to Earth," I said. "It works again. Thank you so much!" I was so happy I actually hugged him.

He pushed me off with a weird look.

Yeah, that was weird.

I went back to Carmen and Edward. I gave it to Edward. "Go to the surface of Xandar. Take care of Carmen. Try to contact the authorities and let them know. Say that Ivy Williams told you."

"How do we contact them?"

"No idea."