"Peter Jason Quill, if you do another barrel roll, I will cut your fingers off, one by one!"

All Peter does is laugh, steering the Milano away from the Nova police force chasing you. "Don't be such a downer, [Y/n]! This is the fun stuff!"

"If by fun you mean we're going to get half a million credits on our heads for stealing from the Nova Prime planetwide bank, then yes! So much fun, Peter!"

Peter laughs, turning the Milano to dodge incoming blasts from the ships behind you. "If we're gonna get out of the planet's atmosphere to jump to warp, we're going to have to get rid of these bastards on our tail."

"I have an idea," you reply, jumping up from the co-pilot's chair to float back to the back room where the guns are. "Take us up as far as you can. I'm gonna take 'em out."

"Aye aye, Captain [Y/n]." Peter does as you say, pulling on the Milano's piloting system to force the ship vertical to the planet's surface.

Once you exit the stratosphere, the Nova police start to gain, landing more hits than before. "Hurry up and do something!"

"I am trying! It's not as easy as you might think. That's why you had to have a co-pilot, remember?"

Before Peter can reply, you have the guns aimed at your pursuers. You fire shots, targeting their engines so they'll have to return to the planet's surface.

It works perfectly as you planned. The police turn tail and head back to Xandar, leaving you and Peter starbound. "Yes!" he cheers, placing the Milano on autopilot as he jumps up and down, smiling at you from the other side of the ship. "You did it!"

"Never doubt me again," you smirk.

TO BE CONTINUED...