Peter Quill POV

It seemed like any other day for us Guardians. We just got back from Knowhere where we had a little 'mission'. Apparently someone thought it would be funny to steal Drax's knives and hide them from him. Well, it wasn't funny.

It was hilarious! He became so pissed I could've  sworn there was steam coming out of his ears. The guy who stole the knives in the other hand- well, let's just say he won't be able to walk properly for a while.

I chuckled lightly to myself and climbed the stairs up into the control room only to find Rocket playing with those stupid grenades again.

"Hey! Ranger Rick, what do you think you're doing?" I nearly shouted when he took one of them in his hands and tossed it to the Giving Tree. I caught it in the mid-air before Groot got it and placed the grenade back in to the box where Rocket keeps all his other toys too.

"Always taking the fun out of everything, huh? I wasn't even going to blow up anything!" Rocket said with a glare.

I snorted."Really?"

"Well not inside this ship at least!"

I just laughed and sat in one of the chairs next to the control panels. "What ever you say..."

"I am Groot!" Groot said to Rocket.

"What! You're taking his side?" Rocket exclaimed. "That's not fair!"

"What's going on?" We all turned to see Gamora in the doorway.

"Oh, nothing," I flashed her a smile, "just that raccoon putting all of our lives at risk once again!"

"You still haven't told me what a raccoon is!" Rocket said.

"I did! I told you are one!" I huffed. That stupid raccoon never gets anything.

"That's not possible! You see, unlike you, I'm unique, there's only one-"

"Oh, really?! What makes you so special then?!" This conversation was getting really annoying.

"Guys, maybe we should just-" Gamora tried to calm us down but got cut off by Rocket.

"Oh, please! You're just a-" Rocket started to say but then was interrupted by a loud noice coming from one of the screens in the control panels. The picture was blurry but I could still make out a Nova corps uniform.

"Guardians! Xandar is under attack! We need your help!" Oh, it's that blonde lady we've met earlier! I recognized her voice.

"We're on our way," Gamora responded and started the engines while sitting down in the pilot's chair.

"But I wanted to fly!" I started to whine but one glare from her silenced me and I just awkwardly sat down. I quietly put my headphones on and decided to take a nap. Maybe this wasn't going to be so boring day after all.