Tony sat at a table with a triangular piece of what seemed like tin-foil. He aimed his fingers and launched it towards the other side of the table, which was where Nebula sat with her index fingers together and her thumbs pointed upwards. (Y/N) sat beside the table and watched the game. Nebula tried to grabbed the tin-foil in the air, but missed. Tony jumped at the sudden motion. 

"You don't need to do that." Tony mentioned. "Because, uh, you're just holding the position." He explained. Nebula held the tin-foil and tried to launch it. "Oh, yeah. That was close." Tony complimented as Nebula tried a few more times then eventually got it. "That's a goal. We are now one apiece." 

"I would like to try again." Nebula asked politely. The game went on for a little longer and Nebula progressed each time. 

"We're tied up. Feel the tension? Winner versus the champ, (Y/N). It's fun, right?" Tony said as he tried again but missed horribly. "That was terrible. Now you have a chance to win." Nebula tried again and scored a point. "And you've won." Nebula leaned back, shocked. "Congratulations. Fair game. Good sport." They shook hands. "You have fun?" 

"It was fun." Nebula admitted quietly. "Now I verse (Y/N)?"

"Indeed you do." Tony agreed as he moved from his spot for the winged woman to take over. 

"Let's go, Neb." (Y/N) challenged. 

"Don't worry, I'll go easy on you." Nebula smiled. (Y/N) scoffed and laughed. Tony chuckled at the two young heroes. 

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Tony sat on the floor of the front of the ship and used his helmet to record himself. "This thing on?" He asked, mainly to himself. "Hey, Miss Potts. Pep. If you find this recording, don't post it on social media. It's gonna be a real tearjerker. I don't know if you're ever gonna see these. I don't even know if you're still... Oh, god, I hope so. Today's day 21. No, uh, 22. You know, if it wasn't for the existential terror of staring into the literal void of space, I'd say I'm feeling a little better today. Infection's run it's course, thanks to the Blue Meanie and Bird Lady back there. Oh, you'd love them. One's very practical, only a tiny bit sadistic, the other's very optimistic, but very stressed to know if her boyfriend and... son? Or something? I don't know, she talks as if he's her son. She's worried if they're okay back on Earth. So, the fuel cells were cracked during battle and we figured out a way to reverse the ion charge and bought ourselves about 48 hours of flight time. Uh, but it's now dead in the water. Thousand light years from the nearest 7-Eleven. Oxygen will run out tomorrow morning... and that'll be it. Pep, I know I said no more surprises but I gotta say I was really hoping to pull off one last one. But it looks like... Well, you know what it looks like. Don't feel bad about this. I mean, actually, if you grovel for a couple weeks and then move on with enormous guilt... I should probably lie down for a minute. Go rest my eyes. Please know, when I drift off, it'll be like every night lately. I'm fine. Totally fine. I dream about you... Because it's always you." He turned the suits camera off. He threw a big jacket over his shoulders and laid down on the ground and fell asleep. Nebula and (Y/N) heard that he finished his recording and suspected he'd fallen asleep a few minutes later. They went into the cockpit and placed him in one of the front seats, so he'd be more comfortable when he'd woken up. They walked away, letting him rest, knowing that tomorrow would most likely be their end. 

Tony later woke up to an insanely bright white and yellow light just outside the ship. His red eyes widened when he saw it was a woman. Captain Marvel. She flew the ship all the way back to Earth by carrying it from below. The stairs lowered for Nebula and (Y/N) to walk Tony down the stairs. Captain America, AKA Steve Rodgers, ran up to Tony. 

"Couldn't stop him." Tony revealed. 

"Neither could I." Steve admitted as well. 

"Hang on." Tony stopped them. "...I lost the kid." He said guilty. 

"Tony, we lost." Steve said sadly. 

"Is, uh..." Tony was about to ask if Pepper was still alive but was cut off by her running up to them. She met up with Tony and while they reunited, Rocket caught sight of (Y/N). His eyes travelled every bit of her body, is if he'd forgotten how she looked, but he could never forget. He silently gasped and stood still as she did the same. He slowly walked and eventually sped up to run on all fours. (Y/N) leaped over with one beat of her wings and kneeled down to hug Rocket as tears escaped both her eyes and his. 

"(Y/N), you're..." Rocket sniffed as he buried his face into her chest, in both embarrassment of crying and relief. 

"I'm okay, I'm okay." (Y/N) reassured as her wings covered the both of them. She looked at him and asked, "where's..." She began but already knew the answer when she didn't see the person she was looking for. Rocket shook his head sadly. 

"Groot's gone, (Y/N)..." He said lowly. (Y/N) looked down with a pained expression. 

"So are the others." She whispered. Rocket sighed and pulled her closer, he planted a few secret kisses here and there. They eventually stood up even though both of them could've stayed there for hours. (Y/N) called Nebula over and knew she was suffering just as much of the rest of them, even if she didn't show it. They walked with everyone else with (Y/N) in the middle, holding Rocket's hand and her other arm around Nebula. Nebula took the sudden affection with slight hesitation, but she appreciated it nevertheless. A tear slowly fell out her right eye as the three followed the Avengers with (Y/N) wings covering both Rocket and Nebula.