Requested by @CelestialMoon19 . Hope you like it!

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     Peter squealed in sight as the familiar ship landed on the rooftop. Tony, Steve, Bucky and Natasha were going on a mission tonight and decided that Peter should have some company besides Wanda and Vision. They weren't going to call Shuri. Not after last time. Or Dr. Strange, he was really creepy. Thor and Loki had some business on Asgard. But the Guardians were more than happy to hang out with their little friend. Especially Quill. Him and Peter got along pretty well. They had the same taste in music. Also, Gamora no matter how upset wouldn't do anything harsh to him if Peter was around. 

     As the ship landed, they were greeted by an ecstatic Peter Stark. As they boarded off the ship they too had a smile on their faces. Peter's smile was contagious. Quill put on a smile and opened his arms as Peter hugged him. "Hey bud. I missed you to. This time we are watching Footloose and you can't stop me." Peter pouted and then smiled. Gamora and Nebula hugged Nat. They became good friends. Also, they discussed ways to murder someone. He he. Nebula gave Natasha a special satchel. "It's great for killing." Natasha smiled gratefully and Bucky moved two feet away from them. Rocket gave Tony a fist  bump who gladly returned it. "Pst, Rocco, I got you a metal arm. If anything goes wrong tell FRIDAY it's a code Rocket." Rocket stared i awe. "God, I love you more than I used to." 

    With a quick farewell and hugs from Peter, the Avengers left in the Quin jet to Budapest.  Nobody questioned why Clint and Natasha chose to stay by each other's side. Well, Tony muttering to himself, "Y'all my OTP is blooming. I can feel my Spidey senses tingling."

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     Gamora searched the cabinet for the popcorn. Natasha had told her where the secret stash was and she just saw it not even five minutes ago. Who else but Peter Quill, aka her boyfriend who loved to get on her nerves. "Peter when I find you, you are so dead!" Peter Stark appeared looking scared. "I'm sorry Aunt Gamora! What did I do? Please don't kill me!" Gamora sweetly smiled, "Oh honey, not you, your Uncle. You're doing great honey." Peter smiled and went off to do something. Peter Quill however, only increased sweating. So, when Gamora wasn't looking, he put the popcorn back on the table. Gamora smiled, pretending not to notice. 

    All the Guardians were stretched across the sofa. Drax on the corner left, Peter Q next to him, Peter S between him and Gamora with Mantis and Nebula claiming parts of the remaining right side. Rocket and Groot laid out in the gaps between Drax and Quill. Right as the starting credits rolled, voices began to speak. "HAND OVER THE STARK". Everyone wildly looked around in fear of this person who wanted to harm such an innocent soul. Heck, he was Spiderman, he was a saviour. 

    But the voices didn't stop. Gamora and Nebula slowly slid knifes out from their pockets. Peter Q put an arm protectively out to protect him. Then, the Vulture appeared. The Guardians had known about what he had done to Peter. The whole building drop and beach fight. They also knew how he had tormented Peter's dreams for months. He smiled. "Long time no see!" Gamora and Nebula got up now, knifes ready at their disposal. Peter Q grabbed Peter and they hid behind one of the tables. Peter S was trembling now and Quill was doing his best to keep him calm.  

    Quill put his hands over Peter's ears to drown out the noises of crashing and blasts. However this Vulture guy was, he was pretty strong if the two most  powerful assassins couldn't keep him down. Then again, it's not like they ever fought him before. And he had alien tech. Next thing they knew, their hiding spot was tossed to the side exposing them. Toomes sneered at Quill and had blasted him keeping him in place. Quill watched in horror as Toomes blasted Peter nonstop who was too traumatized to move. Then, the Vulture pulled out a knife. 

    Rocket, who was still okay, shouted, "FRIDAY! CODE ROCKET! STAT OR SO HELP US FROM THE WRATH OF ANGRY AVENGERS!" FRIDAY replied, "You got it boss." A vibranium arm was tossed to Rocket. He smiled and put it on. He charged at the Vulture, arm deflecting everything being thrown at him. He aimed all the blasts back at Toomes, knocking him out. Toomes ran off in defeat. Rocket managed to snap everyone back to normal. Quill picked up an unconsious and bloody Peter and they rushed him to the  med bay. Mantis was helping the doctors operate on him. She wasn't helping to say, but keeping his mind at ease. Wanda had taught her a few tricks. 

Three hour time skip brought to you buy a dancing Deadpool

       The Guardians fidgeted in their seats. They had alerted the Avengers and a feeling of guilt ran through them. Even Nebula who never displayed any signs of feelings felt bad. They were supposed to have a great time and now Peter was hovering somewhere between life and death. The doctor came out and said, "he's awake." The Guardians rushed inside. Quill sat by his side like a big brother would. "Hey bud, how'ya feeling?"

    Peter looked at him dead in the eyes, "I'm never watching Footloose, it's cursed."