Chapter 2.
This is the start of the Holiday Special! Hope you enjoy it!
Happy Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Knowhere, December, 2025...
Mark stood by the barriers on a platform, standing on Nebula's right, his head looking leftwards/upwards at the others. Months before, the Guardians have bought Knowhere from The Collector, and have started rebuilding and repopulating it. At the moment, Kraglin, was telling them all a story of how, years ago, he and Quill (when he was a child and when they were with the Ravagers) tried to celebrate Christmas, but Yondu stopped them, even kicking down the tree they had made, yelling out that he hates Christmas (which reminded Mark of a funny Christmas movie, The Grinch). "And that's how Yondu ruined Christmas forever." Kraglin finished the story. "That is so sad." Mantis replied sadly. "I like the part where Yondu kicked over the tree." Drax spoke with a laugh, but after staring at Nebula, who shook her face, he stopped. "Anyways, I just saw on the multi-calendar that right now on Earth, it's almost Christmas time. So yeah, kinda brings back some memories." Kraglin spoke. "Yeah, me too, Kraglin." Mark spoke sadly as he turned his head rightwards and faced forwards, not really looking at anything, the voices of the others droning out as his mind got on other things. Christmas things. He hadn't celebrated Christmas since he got taken from Earth and transferred into his Dog body. He quickly learned that, in the big, wide galaxy with its different cultures and understandings, it was best to keep his mouth shut about Human festivities. Plus, he'd realised a lot of people weren't quite clear on the concept of festivities.
Eventually, after a while, he followed Kraglin, and Nebula off the platform, grabbed a clipboard and began reading it, walking around, then he looked upwards from the board and saw Rocket trying to train their newest member, a former Soviet space Dog called Cosmo, who, along with telekinesis, has a gadget fitted that enabled her to speak. At first, Rocket insisted that Mark, being a fellow Dog, help him, but Mark insisted that he wasn't the teacher type, so he left Rocket to do it. At the moment, she was floating some panels up to the wall of a building. "Cosmo, what use is telekinesis if you can't even aim?" Rocket asked, waving his left arm at the attempt. "You want to di it? Do it." Cosmo said back. "Just concentrate, you stupid mutt." Rocket growled at her, which made her growl and yelp, which made the panels fall to the ground. "What?" Rocket signed. "I refuse to do any more work while you demean me." She replied. Mark smiled. "She may have issues, but she has guts." He thought in his head. "All right, all right, I'm sorry. Chill out." Rocket apologised, waving his hands out at her. "Also, I want one of those delicious treats in that bag." She added, licking out her tongue. Rocket signed, grumbling that he'd never had to do this for Mark, before pulling out of his pouch with his right hand a dog treat. Holding it out, Cosmo barked, then sat down, Rocket threw it at her, so she moved her body up and sat again as Rocket threw her another treat. "All right, that's it. Back to work." Rocket spoke as Mark moved his eyes down to the clipboard again, then walked over to where Quill's right. "Hey, Peter. Mark." He heard a voice say, which, made him look, then turn his body leftwards to face B, one of the locals, Bzermikitolok, who Mark called "Bzer" for short who was holding an old Guitar from Earth. "Oh. Hi, Bzermikitolok." Quill greeted. "What's up, Bzer?" Mark greeted. "My bandmates and have been mastering these old Earth instruments, and working on a little ditty, and I thought you two might be able to help us out as its about one of your Earth traditions." Bzer explained, mainly speaking to Peter. "Uh-huh." Peter replied. "Christmas." Bzer added. "Oh." Quill said. "Okay." Mark spoke, putting the clipboard under his left arm. "Everything I know about Christmas, I learned from Rocket, who learned from Cosmo, who learned from Mark and Kraglin, who learned from you, Peter. So, I thought I might just take it back to the source, and make sure I understand this all correctly. This is after all, a historical document." Bzer further explained. "Okay, yeah, sure." Peter said. "Play away." Mark said with a nod.
Out on the third planet closet to the sun
Theres a special celebration and it sounds quite fun
A jolly old fellow brings toys to everyone on a holiday they call Christmas
"That's right. Good. Good job." Quill complimented, pointing his right hand, before he started to walk away, but stopped when Bzer continued singing, which caused him to mutter "Oh, there's more."
Now I'm not gonna lie it makes no sense to me
But here's what I've discovered about this Christmas mystery.
"I'm super busy. Is this a long song?" Quill asked, pointed behind himself with his right index finger. "One, two, three, four!" One of the bandmates yelled out before they all started playing their instruments.
Santa is a furry freak with epic super powers
He flies to every Human home in under 14 hours
The lyrics were making Mark grin with amusement.
He's a master burglar
"No". Quill spoke.
A pro at picking locks
"No." Quill spoke again.
If you don't leave milk and cookies out
He will put dung in your socks
"That is not part of the lore at all." Quill said, while Mark tried badly to contain his chuckling.
If you act nice sleep through the night and don't jump on your bed
Santa comes with sugarplums and hurls them at your head
But if you're on his naughty list he shoots missiles at your toes
He might just roast your chestnuts with his powerful flamethrower
"No! He doesn't have a flamethrower!" Quill criticised, then turned his head rightwards/downwards at Mark, who was still chuckling. "And stop laughing, Mark!" He yelled. "Sorry! It may be wrong, but is funny!" Mark replied, still chuckling.
Rain rain rain rain rain
"Kind of cool." Quill complimented, and Mark (with a grin) gave a nod of agreement.
Deer Deer Deer Deer Deer
I don't know what Christmas is, but Christmastime is here
He's compelled his creepy Elves to do his every wish
One sought to be a dentist now he's sleeping with the fish
Mrs Claus, she works the pole and plans her man's demise
"No!" Quill yelled out, while Mark chuckled again, finding it funny, even though it was wrong.
Soon the Elves will all rise up and stab out Santa's eyes
"I am Groot!" Groot, now a bit bigger and buffer yelled out as he danced with his arms held up, saying they were fantastic.
Ho ho ho ho ho
Earthlings are so weird
"That's true." Quill muttered, while Mark shrugged his shoulders.
I don't know what Christmas is but Christmastime is here
Ho ho ho ho ho
Earthlings are so weird
I don't know what Christmas is but Christmas time is here
What the heck's a Turtledove? And who lit up that Deer?
Mark's grin disappeared and his furrowed his brow in confusion.
I don't know what Christmas is but Christmastime is here
I don't know what Christmas is but Christmastime is here
"Or maybe it's there." Bzer spoke, before the band stopped playing. "You just got these instruments?" Quill asked. "The songs need working on, but you have mastered the whole band theme." Mark complimented with a shrug. "Thank you, Knowhere." Bzer spoke, but only a handful did a couple of claps while most of those who had listened muttered in confusion. "Have you ever seen a crowd more into it? Bezer asked before Quill then turned around and walked away. "He loved it, guys." Bzer spoke as Mark turned leftwards, took his clipboard from under his left arm with his right paw. A few minutes later, Mark placed the clipboard up on a table with his right paw/arm, then he turned his eyes leftwards for a split second then turned his head leftwards to see Mantis and Drax heading to Guardian's new and larger ship, the Bowie. Curious filling him, as Drax and Mantis never really went anywhere without one of the others, or someone to pilot, he headed towards just as they boarded the ship. "Hey. Where do you two think you're going?" He asked, making them stop and turn around to look at him. "We're going to Earth. To get the legendary Kevin Bacon as a Christmas present for Quill." Mantis answered. Mark spent two seconds processing that, before he started laughing. After a second of laughing, he stopped. "Your joking, right?" He asked, but the looks on their faces said otherwise. "You're not joking." He spoke. "Quill's been so sad about Gamora being gone, so we decided to get Peter a present he will never forget." Drax added. Mark moved his eyes down to the floor, thinking. He did admit, Quill had been sad about Gamora, but he wasn't sure that bringing, or potentially kidnapping a famous person from Earth wouldn't make him feel better, but meeting someone he talked to the others about his childhood, might, might, put a smile back on his face. "Okay. I'm in. Let's do it." Mark said with a smile as he looked up at the two. "You?" Mantis asked confused. "Yeah. Like Quill, I know Earth, so you'll need me. Besides, someone has to keep an eye on you, and make you don't do anything stupid." Mark explained. "We're not stupid." Drax replied. "You know what I mean." Mark said back sharply.
And with that, they were on their way to Earth in the Bowie. They went through a pair of umps before Earth hovered into view. Mark stood in the large cockpit, in besides and in front of Mantis (who sat in the chair) and Drax (who stood behind Mark). He held out his left arm, pointing at the East Coast of the United States, the North American Continent in view before them out the viewpoint. "Head for the eastern coat of that continent." Mark guided, not bothering to bore them with names. He believed the best place to search was Los Angeles, as, since they were looking for a famous actor, he'd most likely live near Hollywood. "Whoa." Mantis muttered as they entered the atmosphere. Mark then realised something, looked down at the controls, then leaned forwards and held out his left paw and activated the cloaking device. "Drax, you said you put the cloaking device on." Mantis spoke sternly. "Did I?" Drax asked back, while made Mark roll his eyes. A few seconds later, they came over Los Angeles. "Land somewhere open outside the city. We don't what to attract attention." He advised, seeing the city below them. "I wonder which one belongs to Kevin Bacon." Mantis spoke, referring to all the houses below. Mark shrugged, as they approached the hill with the Hollywood sign and landed behind it. "Do you think Kevin Bacon is the leader of the world or just to most people?" Drax asked as they landed. "I think everybody." Mantis answered while Mark rolled his eyes again. He didn't want to tell them yet that they were after a simple actor, because he felt they wouldn't understand, after how many stories Quill told them, and he didn't want to ruin their mood, especially since it was to help quill. "Oh, I'm so excited." Drax spoke, before they both laughed giddily. After that, the three got out of the ship, and the quest for Kevin Bacon began.
And that's it! Hope you enjoyed the start of the Holiday Special! Hope that having the song parts the way they are was okay. Not sure when the next chapter will be out, as I can't really watch the whole film. Not sure if it'll be out before the New Year or not, so please be patient.
Btw, I have seen the first trailer of "Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 3", and it first time I watched it, it filled me with wonder and anticipation, especially with the Rocket moments.
HAPPY CHRISTMAS, AND A HAVE NEW YEAR!