Peter darted down the hallway with the leg in his arms. One of the guards jumped out of a hallway and pointed a gun at his head.
"Drop the leg! Drop the leg and move back to your cell!" he yelled. Peter raised his hands in the air. He went to move like he was putting the leg down, but instead he swung it upwards and hit the guard twice in the head, causing him to crumple to the ground.

Peter grabbed the guards gun to defend himself and ran down the hallway.

On the other side of the prison Rocket laughed maniacally as he continued to shoot anyone he saw. His gun clicked suddenly, signalling that it was out of bullets. Rocket snarled and tossed the gun aside.
"Rocket!" Gamora shouted. She threw the security band as hard as she could; Rocket barely caught it. "Move to the watchtower!"

As Groot walked to the watch tower, Rocket hummed a little song and began connecting the security band to the battery.

Gamora climbed up onto a railing and lept to the one leading to the watch tower. She caught herself just before she fell and hoisted herself up.

Rocket climbed into the watchtower as Groot raised him up. Groot stretched his legs up again. Peter tucked the leg under his chin and began to climb Groot like a ladder.
"You!" Drax shouted at Peter, who was halfway up. He shot Drax a weary look. "Man who has been with an Aaskvarian!"
"It was one time, man." Peter grunted as Drax began to climb up Groot as well.
"We need all available guards in full combat gear…" an officer shouted into the intercom. Drax pulled them away from the controls and threw him out of the window.

The five of them stuffed themselves into the small control room. Drax pushed past Gamora, shoving her out of the way.
"Spare me your foul gaze, woman." Drax growled when Gamora glared at him.
"Why is this one here?" Gamora asked Peter.
"We promised him he could stay by your side until he kills your boss." Peter shrugged. "I always keep my promises when they're to muscle-bound whack-jobs who will kill me if I don't."

Everyone laughed.

"Who doesn't?" Tony laughed. Bucky raised his arm and pointed at Steve.

"Hey!" Steve said. "I always keep my promises."

Bucky laughed. "Sure you do."

"Name one time I didn't keep my promise." Steve said.

"That time you promised me you would stop lying on enlistment forms for the military. The second time you promised me you would stop lying on enlistment forms for the military. The third time you-"

"Okay!" Steve said. "I get it."

"Let him finish." Tony said.

"Bucky, you do not need to keep talking." Steve said.

"Oh, I'm gonna keep talking, Mr. I-always-keep-my-promises." Bucky said. Steve groaned. "There was that one time you told me you were going on a date with Linda Loran from our 11th grade history class. Then I find out you went to a baseball game."

"Because you wouldn't get off my back about me going on a date," Steve said, frustrated.

"And lets not forget when I went to New Jersey for a week and you promised me you wouldn't get into any fights," Bucky said, crossing his arms.

"Ben Wright shoved his sister Cindy to the ground! I couldn't just do nothing!" Steve argued.

"Uh, you sure could've!" Bucky said. "And what about when you promised me-"

"This is amazing." Sam said as they argued.

"Let's place bets on who's going to win," Tony said. "My money is on Barnes."

"You can't possibly be trying to bet on this right now." Rhodey said.

"My money's on Steve," Sam said.

"You're on, bird brains." Tony said.

"What is happening?" Rhodey said and threw his hands in the air.

"Can we please watch the movie?" Shuri asked.

"No. This is way more interesting." Sam said.

"Just… just hit resume." Rhodey sighed. Shuri shrugged and played the movie; Bucky and Steve continued to argue.

Here you go." Peter set the leg next to Rocket.

"Huh? Oh, I was just kidding about the leg." Rocket laughed. "I just need these two things."
"What?" Peter said.
"No, I thought it'd be funny. Was it funny? Wait, what did he look like hopping around?" Rocket laughed and turned away from the controls.

"Wait…" Bucky said slowly, pausing his argument for a moment and narrowing his eyes. "Earlier when you 'needed' my arm…"

"Yes?" Rocket said innocently.

"You didn't actually need it!" Bucky said.

"Nope!" Rocket said cheerfully. "But you have to admit, you looked HILARIOUS trying to fight with only one arm! Ha!"
"Why you little-"

"Bucky…" Steve said warningly. Bucky scowled. Rocket smirked.
"I had to transfer him 30,000 units!" Peter yelled.
"How are we going to leave?" Drax asked.
"Well, he's got a plan. Right?" Peter said. "Or is that another thing you made up?"
"I have a plan! I have a plan!" Rocket said as he flipped switches on the control board.
"Cease your yammering and relieve us from this irksome confinement." Drax demanded.
"Yeah, I'll have to agree with the walking thesaurus on that one." Peter nodded. Drax turned to Peter with a offended and furious look on his face.
"Do not ever call me a thesaurus." he growled.
"It's just a metaphor, dude." Peter said defensively.
"His people are completely literal." Rocket said without taking his eyes off the controls. "Metaphors are gonna go over his head."
"Nothing goes over my head." Drax insisted. "My reflexes are too fast. I would catch it."

Everyone laughed.

"After we finish watching movies I'm going to give you a class on metaphors." Shuri said.

"No!" Rocket said. "We dont need you corrupting another member of our team."

"What are you talking about?" Shuri asked.

"Last time we were here you and the spider child talked to Groot for hours. Ever since then all he's talked about is Vine and memes. I have no idea what those things are!" Rocket said. "What is a 'yeet'? What is 'lit'? I DONT KNOW AND IT'S DRIVING ME INSANE!"

"Big mood." Peter said with a nod. Rocket screamed in frustration.
"I'm gonna die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy." Gamora sighed.

"I've had that thought before." Natasha said.

"Hey." Clint said, though he didn't sound that offended.

"I happen to be a genius, thank you very much." Tony said.

"You created Ultron." Clint said.

"Your arc reactor almost killed you and you didn't tell anyone." Nat said.

"The Avengers split up, and instead of dealing with it you adopted a child." Rhodey said and pointed at Peter.

"Okay… I did not adopt Peter." Tony said.

"Yet." multiple people said at once. Tony sighed.

The guards surrounded the watchtower and set up large cannons.
"Those are some big guns." Peter breathed.
"On my command!" The leader yelled. "Number one!"

One of the guards activated their cannon, shooting and shattering one of the watchtower windows.
"Rodent, we are ready for your plan." Gamora snapped.
"Hold on!" Rocket yelled as he started working faster.

"Number two!" The leader yelled. Another guard shot the second window, cracking it.
"I recognize this animal." Drax said after a moment and pointed at Rocket. "We'd roast them over a flame pit as children. Their flesh was quite delicious."

"Eeeew." Peter said and wrinkled his nose. "You eat raccoon?"

"WHAT did you just call me?" Rocket said. Peter blinked.

"Um… a racoon…" Peter said hesitantly. He glanced around, confused.

"I am Groot!" Groot yelled.

"Yeah!" Rocket agreed.

"I-I'm sorry…" Peter said, putting his hands up in front of him placatingly. He looked at Tony for help.

"Rocket, he didn't mean anything bad." Quill said.

"He still said it!" Rocket screamed.

"What did I say? I'm sorry!" Peter said frantically. Rocket huffed and plopped down in his chair.

"I'm watchin' you, kid," Rocket growled.

"What did I do?" Peter whispered to Tony. He just shook his head slowly and ruffled Peters hair.

"Just ignore him," Tony whispered.
"Not helping!" Rocket yelled.
"Number three!" The leader yelled. The third guard fired, leaving a massive crack on the third window. "All fire on my command!"

Rocket hooked up the battery to a control panel.
"Three!"

Rocket worked as fast as he could to save them.
"Two!"

Rocket pulled a lever up and twisted a dial.
"One!"

Rocket slammed his fist down on a button. Suddenly everyone and everything outside of the watchtower started floating.
"He turned off the artificial gravity everywhere but in here." Gamora said.
"I told you I had a plan." Rocket smirked. Rocket disconnected the watchtower from its base, and then used the security droids to steer it out of the prison.

"That is physically impossible," Tony said. "If you turned off the gravity the physical components of the atoms and molecules in the air would compress, causing the structure of the entire prison lose strength and stability as energy was transferred."

"I literally have no idea what you just said," Quill said.

"No one ever does." Nat said.

"If you and Hank were ever in the same room together no one would understand anything. It would be 'blah blah blah science blah blah quantum blah blah physics'." Scott said. "You know, right after he finished ranting about how much he hates you."

"That's not very nice," Peter scold.

"Its okay, Pete. A lot of people hate me," Tony said. "I'm used to it by now."

"That's… not good…" Sam said slowly. Tony shrugged.

"I dont hate you Mr. Stark." Peter said.

"I know," Tony said with a small smile.
"That was a pretty good plan." Peter said as they climbed out of the watchtower. Everyone ran to get their personal belongings while Peter looked for his ship. "Yeah! There it is. 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 grumbled as he grabbed his stuff. Peter opened a container and grabbed his stuff. He opened his bag and held up the orb for everyone to see.
"The Orb's there. Let's go." Gamora said. Rocket, Groot, and Drax went to the ship.
"Wait, wait, wait." Peter said as he dug through his bag.
"What?" Gamora asked.
"That jerk didn't put it back." Peter said angrily.
"Put what back?" Gamora asked.
"Here." Peter shoved a bag into Gamora's hands. "Get the orb to the ship. I will be right back."

"You are not talking about your walkman." Nat sighed.

"Hey, my walkman is awesome!" Quill argued. "Everyone has a walkman."

"Literally no one owns one." Nat said.

"I do." Peter said. Everyone looked at him. He shrugged. "I found one a couple months ago so I brought it home and fixed it up. My Uncle had a bunch of old tapes that worked in it."

"YEAH!" Quill grinned. He and Peter fist bumped.

"My word there's two of them." Bucky said.

"One is already to many," Sam groaned.

"Why is that the only thing you guys can agree on?" Steve asked. They shrugged.
"How are you gonna possibly…"
"Just keep the Milano close by. Go. Go!" Peter runs off, attacking two guards and taking them down with his taser gun.

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A door slid open and Peter, now in his normal outfit, attacked and incapacitated two guards.

He shot four of them with his taser gun, and smacked a fifth one on the head with his gun. Peter kicked another one in the chest, sending them flying backwards.

"My neck!" one of the guards whimpered. Peter walked passed them and shot them without even sparing them a glance.

"That wasn't very nice." Peter said.

"They deserved it." Quill said.

"Yeah, but-." Peter said.

"And my gun was set to stun, not to kill." Quill said.

"But-"

"Maybe just let this go, kid." Tony said.

In the Milano Groot, Gamora, Drax, and Rocket were sitting and waiting outside of the prison.
"Well, how's he gonna get to us?" Rocket asked.
"He declined to share that information with me." Gamora said.
"Well, screw this, then! I ain't waiting around for some humie with a death wish. You got the Orb, right?" Rocket asked.
"Yes." Gamora nodded. She opened the bag. She grabbed a candy wrapper and tossed it aside. The bag was empty.

"You took the orb?" Nat asked. Quill shrugged with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Hey, if I hadn't they would've left without me." Quill said.

"Dont you think it was a little irresponsible to take something that valuable with you?" Rhodey asked.

"I dont always think things through." Quill said. "It's one of my issues."

"Cough cough - TITAN - cough cough." Tony said.
"OH COME ON!" Quill said. 'How many times do I have to say I'm sorry?"

"A billion." Tony said.

"Fine!" Quill said with a scowl. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry-"

"It's physically impossible to say that a billion times." Bruce said.

"Stark, I have already said this many, many, many times." Dr. Strange sighed. "It was necessary for Quill to lose his temper on Titan. It was the only way we could win in the end."

"Plus, I dont think you would react much better if he killed someone you cared about. What if he had killed your kid, huh? How would you have reacted?" Quill said.

"He did kill Peter." Tony said dryly with his arms crossed.

"Yeah, he killed me too, Stark. Big whoop." Quill said.

"Can you two please fight later?" Shuri asked. "Please?"

Tony and Quill glared at each other one more time before turning back to the movie.

Peter strolled down the hallway casually, tossing the orb up and down in his hand. The Pina Colada Song began to play in the background.

-If you like Pina Coladas -

A guard was sitting at his desk, listening to Peters walkman. Peter smashed the orb into his head, causing him to fall unconscious.

- And getting caught in the rain -

"Why would you use something so valuable as a weapon?!" Rhodey said.

"It's not like it was gonna break." Quill shrugged.

"Quill was just angered because the guard had stolen his Terran music box." Drax said.

"Yeah." Quill said. "What Drax said."
"If we don't leave now we will be blown to bits." Rocket said.
"No! We're not leaving without the Orb." Gamora snapped. Drax looked out of the window.
"Behold." Drax said and pointed out the window. Peter was flying towards the Milano.

-If you're not into Yoga, if you have half a brain…-

Peter flew to the bottom of the ship and they helped him inside. He stumbled in and took off his helmet.
"This one shows spirit. He shall make a keen ally in the battle against Ronan." Drax said and patted Peter on the back. "Companion, what were you retrieving?"

Peter handed him the walkman, silencing the music, and walked away. Drax stared at it for a moment before turning to Gamora. "You're an imbecile."

Everyone laughed again.

"I still dont see why you would risk your life for a stupid walkman." Sam said.

"My walkman is not stupid, okay?" Quill said. "It's awesome!"

"Yeah. Sure." Tony said and twirled his finger in the air. Quill scowled again.

They flew away in the Milano. Peter walked out of the cockpit to find Rocket taking apart pieces of his ship.
"Yo, Ranger Rick! What are you doing? You can't take apart my ship without asking me!" He pointed at the small device Rocket set aside. "See, what is this?"
"Don't touch that!" Rocket warned. "It's a bomb."
"A bomb?" Peter yelled.
"Yup." Rocket said casually.
"And you leave it lying around?" Peter asked incredulously.
"I was gonna put it in a box." Rocket shrugged.
"What's a box gonna do!?" Peter asked.
"How about this one?" Rocket said and pulled a drawer out from the wall. Inside was the small wrapped present that Peters mom gave him before she died. Rocket went to grab it.
"No! Woah! Hey! Hey!" Peter yelled and kicked the drawer shut. "Leave it alone."

"You still haven't opened it?" Not asked.

"I was waiting… for… um… stuff." Quill said.

"He needed to work through his Mommy issues first." Rocket said.

"You're a real jerk sometimes, you know that?" Quill said.

"You mean 'all the time'," Drax corrected.

"I call it like I see it." Rocket said.

"You are a mean puppy." Mantis said.

"Jokes on you, I dont know what a puppy is! Ha!" Rocket said. Mantis gasped and put a hand to her mouth.

"You dont know what a puppy is? That's so sad!" Mantis said. "They are wonderful."

"I had a puppy when I was little." Peter said excitedly. "He was a chocolate lab!"

"Aww! What was the puppys name?" Mantis said.

"Oh… that's… not important…" Peter said and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"No, tell us." Sam said. "I'm intrigued."

"Yeah. What was your dogs name?" Bucky asked.

"Um…" Peter blushed and mumbled something incomprehensible.

"What?" Bucky said.

"I said his name was Iron Dog." Peter said. Blood rushed to his cheeks. "He had an Iron Man collar with a buckle shaped like the Arc Reactor… and a red and gold leash…"

Everyone burst out laughing, especially Bucky and Sam. Peter turned even redder. Tony grinned.

"I find that flattering." Tony said.

"Really?" Peter asked.

"I want to see some pictures of this dog." Tony said. Peter grinned even wider.

"Any other pets with dorky names?" Bucky asked.

"Well… when I was five I had a goldfish named Captain America." Peter said sheepishly.

"Ha! Take that Rogers!" Tony said enthusiastically. "I got the dog and all you got was a stupid goldfish!"

Steve rolled his eyes. Bucky and Sam had completely lost it and were holding onto each other to keep themselves from falling onto the floor.
"Why? What is it?" Rocket asked and tilted his head.
"Shut up." Peter growled.
"Hey!" Rocket snapped.
"What is that?" Peter asked and pointed at another thing Rocket made, changing the subject.
"That's for if things get really hardcore." Rocket grinned. "Or if you wanna blow up moons."
"No one's blowing up moons." Gamora said.
"You just wanna suck the joy out of everything." Rocket groaned.

"You all have issues." Sam said after he finished laughing.

"You Humies arent perfect either, so shut it!" Rocket said.

"No need to get offended." Sam said with an eyebrow raised.

"You just said they all have issues, why wouldn't they be offended?" Bucky said.

"You dont get a say, eyeliner." Sam said. "Last I checked you were doing nothing but herding goats while we were on the run from the government."

"Last I checked you were flying around in a bird costume… like … an idiot," Bucky said with a scowl.

"Oh, good comeback." Sam said sarcastically. "That really hurt."

"Oh be quiet." Bucky scowled.

"I dont think I can, man." Sam said and shook his head. "My feelings are all over the place. I'm just… I'm just so hurt at your cruel words."

"You're a punk." Bucky said. Sam gasped loudly and put a hand over his heart.

"How dare you?" Sam said dramatically. "I can't even right now!"

"Oh my gosh I want to go back into cryofreeze." Bucky said.

"Bucky." Steve said exasperatedly.

"Out of all the people you could have befriended in this era, you chose Wilson. Really?" Bucky said. "He is the most annoying people on this planet."

Sam gasped even louder and more dramatically than the last time.

"My heart." Sam said dramatically. Bucky groaned.

"Hey, listen, I'm gonna need your buyer's coordinates." Peter told Gamora as he slid into the pilot seat.
"We're heading in the right direction. For now." Gamora said and picked up the orb.
"If we're gonna work together, you might try trusting me a little bit." Peter said.
"And how much do you trust me?" Gamora asked. Peter took the orb from her hands.
"I'd trust you a lot more if you told me what this was." Peter said and held up the orb. "Because I'm guessing it's some kind of weapon."
"I don't know what it is." Gamora said. Peter sighed and set it down on a table.
"If it's a weapon, we should use it against Ronan." Drax picked up the orb and tossed it up and down in his hand.
"Put it down, you fool. You'll destroy us all." Gamora snapped.

"If you dont know what it is, then why are you so worried" Clint asked.

"Because the big guy could find a way to kill everyone with just about anything." Gamora said.

"Thank you." Drax said.

"Wasn't a compliment." Gamora sighed.
"Or just you, murderess!" Drax growled.
"I let you live once, princess!" Gamora laughed
"I am not a princess!" Drax yelled.

Everyone laughed.

"Hey!" Peter yelled, standing in between them "Nobody is killing anybody on my ship! We're stuck together until we get the money."
"I have no interest in money." Drax growled and tossed the orb to Peter.
"Great. That means more money for the three of us." Peter said. Groot made a small gurgling noise. "For the four of us. Partners."
"We have an agreement, but I would never be partners with the likes of you. I'll tell the buyer we're on our way." Gamora said as she left. "And Quill, your ship is filthy.

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Note from author:

Rest in peace Stan Lee! He brought everyone so much joy through his wondrous creations. He lived a long and good life; the world has lost an amazing talent.