Can't stay at home, can't stay at school
Old folks say, ya poor little fool
Down the street I'm the girl next door
I'm the fox you've been waiting for
"If we're gonna get outta here, we gonna need to get into that watch tower, and to do that, I'm gonna need a few things," Rocket said as the group made their way to a table with their trays the next morning "The guards wear security bands to control their ins and outs. I need one."
"Leave it to me." Gamora stated.
"That dude there. I need his prosthetic leg." Rocket said.
"His leg?" Peter asked Rocket.
"Yeah, I certainly don't need the rest him. Look at him; he's useless." Rocket sassed.
"...Alright." Peter agreed as they sat down.
"And finally, on the wall back there is a black panel. Blinky yellow light. Do you see it?" Rocket asked.
"Yeah." Peter said.
"There's a quarnex battery behind it. Purple-ish box, green wires. To get into that watch tower, I definitely need it," Rocket said.
"How?" Tessa asked "I don't have a ladder in my back pocket."
"Well, supposedly, these bald bodies find you two attractive, maybe one of you can make some kind of trade," Rocket offered, none of them noticing Groot start walking towards the panel.
"You must be joking." Gamora said, deadpanned as Tessa glared.
"No, I really heard they find you two attractive," Rocket badgered.
"Look, it's 20 feet up in the air and it's in the middle of the most heavily guarded part of the prison. It's impossible to get up there without being seen," Peter said.
"I got one plan, and that plan requires this frickin' quarnex battery, so FIGURE IT OUT!" Rocket yelled, none of them noticing Groot remove the panel and it landing on some inmates head; knocking him out.
"Can we get back on track?" Tessa asked as Drax noticed Groot trying to remove the battery.
"Now, this is important. Once the battery is removed, everything is gonna slam into emergency mode. Once we have it, we gotta move quickly, so you definitely need to get that last," Rocket said as Groot removed the battery and set of all the alarms.
"Or we can just get it first and improvise!" Rocket yelled.
"I'll get the armband," Gamora stated.
"Leg," Peter said in return, the two of them getting up.
Tessa and Rocket exchanged a look, before they both rolled their eyes and groaned.
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
Hello world I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
"Prisoner, drop the device immediately and retreat to your cell, or we will open fire," The watchtower guard said as the droids surrounded Groot.
"I am GROOT!" Groot yelled.
"Fire!"
The droids open fired on Groot, which didn't cause him any harm as he was a tree, and Groot sent some of the droids flying.
Rocket scuttled over to Groot, avoiding gunfire as best he could as he ran up the trees arm.
"You idiot! How am I supposed to fight these things without my stuff?"
Tessa looked over at the guards that came running, all holding large guns.
"The animal is in control. Fire on my command!"
Tessa had what Peter liked to call Rich People self-defense mixed with bar fight training.
Which, mixed with Drax's style of hitting things, worked rather well.
Tessa winced slightly as she delivered the last hit to one of the guards, feeling the skin on her knuckles split.
Tessa picked up one of the guns.
"Rocket!"
Tessa threw the gun to the Raccoon, who caught it and smiled.
"Oh, yeah."
Stone age love and strange sounds too
Come on baby let me get to you
Bad nights cause'n teenage blues
Get down ladies you've got nothing to lose!
"You need my what?" The one legged prisoner demanded.
Gamora ran through the halls, fighting off guards, and grabbing one of the guard's arm.
"I'll need this."
"Good luck. It's internally wired."
"I'll figure something out," Gamora smirked.
Peter ran down the halls carrying the leg, before he was stopped by a guard, who he hit with the leg and picked up his gun to shoot a few of the droids.
As Rocket's gun ran out, Gamora yelled for him and threw him the security band.
"Move to the watchtower!" Rocket told Groot, the tree lumbering over to it while Rocket assembled something.
Gamora jumped over to the watchtower.
As Groot grew to allow Rocket up, Tessa and Peter climbed up his legs before a droid showed up right next to Peter, but then was destroyed by Drax.
"You! Man who has lain with an A'askavariian!"
Tessa burst into laughter, Peter glaring over at her.
"It was one time!"
The humans continued to ascend the tree, with Drax following them.
"We need all available guards in full combat gear..."
The guard turned to see the six standing at the door; Rocket in front, with Tessa to his right and Peter to his left, Drax behind Tessa and Gamora behind Peter, Groot bringing up the rear.
He simply put up his hands.
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
Hello world I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
The six entered the control room, Gamora looking over at Drax in shock.
"Spare me your foul gaze, woman."
"What is with you people and saying woman as a name?" Tessa muttered, rolling her eyes.
"Why is this one here?" Gamora asked.
"We promised him he could stay by your side until he kills your boss. I always keep my promises, when they're to muscle-bound whack-jobs who will kill me if I don't. Here you go," Peter said, placing the leg down by Rocket.
"Oh, I was just kidding about the leg. I just need these two things," Rocket said simply as he worked.
"What?" Peter demanded, Rocket laughing.
"No, I...I thought it'd be funny. Was it funny? No, wait, what did he look like hopping around?" Rocket asked.
"I had to transfer him thirty thousand units!" Peter protested, before looking over "Tessa, are you laughing?!"
"No, no, not at all," Tessa said, obviously hiding a smile "That's not the least bit funny."
Tessa broke and snickered along with Rocket, who laughed a bit harder since he had someone to laugh with.
"How are we gonna leave?" Drax demanded.
"Well, he's got a plan. Right? Or is that another thing you made up?" Peter asked, Rocket snarling.
"I have a plan! I have a plan!" Rocket yelled.
"Cease your yammering and relieve us from this irksome confinement," Drax said.
"Yeah, I'll have to agree with the walking thesaurus on that one," Peter said.
"Do not ever call me a thesaurus," Drax said intensely.
"What? Never heard of a metaphor, Dumbass?" Tessa asked as she watched Rocket work before Drax pulled her hair hard.
"My buttocks are of a normal intelligence."
"What the F-."
"His people are completely literal, metaphors are gonna go over his head," Rocket explained, Tessa rubbing her head.
"Nothing goes over my head. My reflexes are too fast. I would catch it," Drax said.
"I'm gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy," Gamora said simply.
The prison guards surrounded the tower with large guns.
"Those are some big guns," Peter said.
"On my command! Number one!" The head guard yelled, the guard shooting and hitting the glass windows and cracking it.
"Rodent, we are ready for your plan," Gamora said.
"Hold on!" Rocket complained.
"Number two!" The second gun fired on the other side of the tower.
"I recognize this animal. We'd roast them over a flame pit as children. Their flesh was quite delicious," Drax said.
"Dude!" Tessa yelled, giving him a look.
"Not helping!" Rocket agreed.
"Number three!"
The glass was really cracking now.
"All fire on my command!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
"Rocket!" Tessa yelled.
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
Hello world I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
"You turned off the artificial gravity, everywhere but in here," Gamora said, the other laughing slightly in release as the guards floated about.
"I told you I had a plan," Rocket said simply.
Rocket disconnected the tower from the base, using the security droids to fly it out of there, finally skidding to halt.
"Alright," Tessa said, smiling over at Rocket "That was pretty awesome."
Rocket nodded in acknowledgement, finding himself oddly pleased as the pretty Terran girl smiled at him.
The group got out of the watchtower, grabbing their personal stuff as Peter looked for his ship.
"Yeah! There it is. Get my ship. It's the Milano, the orange and blue one over in the corner."
"They crumpled my pants up into a ball. That's rude! They folded yours," Rocket complained.
Peter went and grabbed his personal stuff.
"The orb's there. Let's go!" Gamora said.
"Wait, wait, wait," Peter said, looking through his stuff.
"What?" Gamora asked.
"That bastard didn't put it back," Peter said, looking for his Walkman.
"I'll get them to the ship," Tessa said, understanding immediately and shoving the bag with the orb into Gamora's hands.
"How are you gonna possibly-." Gamora started.
"It's alright, we know what we're doing," Tessa said, leading the group to the ship.
Hey street boy, what's your style
Your dead end dreams don't make you smile
I'll give ya something to live for
Have ya, grab ya til you're sore
"How's he gonna get to us?!" Rocket demanded, looking over at Tessa.
"Hey, I trusted you, trust me," Tessa said.
"Well, screw this, then! I ain't waiting around for some humie with a death wish. You got the orb, right?" Rocket asked.
"Rocket," Tessa said, looking over and smirking "Me and Peter aren't idiots."
Gamora opened the bag to find it empty.
"Why you little-." Rocket said, sneering over at Tessa.
"You're one to talk about being little," Tessa countered.
"If we don't leave now, we will be blown to bits," Rocket yelled "And we'd have the orb if somebody had thought it through!"
"I did think it through," Tessa said "Besides, there's Peter."
Peter flew towards the ship, Tessa rolling her eyes as she went to open the hatch.
"This one shows spirit. He shall make a keen ally in the battle against Ronan," Drax said as Peter took off his helmet "Companion, what were you retrieving?"
Peter placed the Walkman in his hand.
"You're an imbecile."
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
Hello world, I'm your wild girl
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
"We should've left his dumb Terran ass if it wasn't for the stupid orb your bitch decided to give ya."
Cherry Bomb!
"Oh, no," Peter muttered, Gamora muttering an agreement.
Cherry Bomb!
"What did you call me?!"
Cherry Bomb!
"Ya heard me just fine, Blondie!"
Cherry Bomb!
"Oh, I hope there's such a thing as a space taxidermist, you goddamn pest!"
Cherry Bomb!