"You call that 'figured it out'? We're gonna rob the guys who just beat us senseless." 

"Oh, you want to talk about senseless? How about trying to save us by blowing us up."

"We were only gonna blow you up if they didn't turn you over!" 

"And how on Earth were they gonna turn us over when you only gave them a count of five?" 

"We didn't have time to work out the minutiae of the plan. This is what we get for acting altruistically!" 

"I am Groot." Groot nodded. 

"They are ungrateful." 

Gamora then interrupted, "what's important now is we get the Ravager's army to help us save Xandar." 

"So we can give the Stone to Yondu?" Rocket argued. 

"Who's just gonna sell it to somebody even worse?" (Y/N) added. 

"We'll figure that part out later." Peter said. 

"We have to stop Ronan!" Gamora explained. 

"How?" Rocket asked harshly. 

"I have a plan." Quill said. 

"You've got a plan?" Rocket asked sarcastically. 

"Yes." Quill confirmed. 

"First on all, you're coping me from when I said I had a plan." 

"No I'm not! People say that all the time. It's not that unique of a thing to say."

"Secondly, I don't even believe you have a plan." 

"I have...part of a plan!" 

"What percentage of a plan do you have?" Drax asked. 

"You don't get to ask questions after the nonsense you pulled on Knowhere." Gamora said as she pointed at Drax. 

"I just saved Quill!" Drax complained. 

"We've already established that you destroying the ship that I'm on is not saving me." Quill explained.

"When did we establish it?" Drax asked.

"Like three seconds ago!"

"I wasn't listening. I was thinking of something else." 

Gamora groaned and rolled her eyes. Rocket continued, "She's right. You don't get an opinion. What percentage?" 

"I don't know. Twelve percent." Quill answered. 

"Twelve percent?" Rocket asked then bursted out laughing loudly. 

"That's a fake laugh." Quill said. 

"It's real!"

"Totally fake."

"That is the most real, authentic, hysterical laugh of my entire life because that is not a plan!" 

"It's barely a concept." Gamora agreed. 

"You're taking their side?" Peter whined. 

"I am Groot." Groot noted. 

"So what it's better than eleven percent? What the hell does that have to do with anything?" Rocket asked confused. 

"Thank you, Groot. Thank you." Peter laid a hand on Groot's shoulder. "See? Groot's the only one of you who has a clue." He said before he looked over to Groot who was eating a leaf off his shoulder. Quill groaned and rolled his eyes. Rocket scoffed. Peter continued, "guys. Come on. Yondu is gonna be here in two seconds. He expects to hear this big plan of ours. I need...your help. I look around at us. You know what I see? Losers. I mean, like, folks who have lost stuff. And we have. Man, we have. All of us. Our homes, our families, normal lives. And, usually, life takes more than it gives. But not today. Today, it's given us something. It has given us a chance." 

"To do what?" Drax asked. 

Peter looked at him and said, "to give a shit. For once. Not run away. I, for one, am not gonna stand by and watch as Ronan wipes out billions of innocent lives." 

"But, Quill, stopping Ronan, it's impossible. You're asking us to die." Rocket said. 

Quill sighed. "Yeah, I guess I am." A second of silence took place before Gamora interrupted.  

"Quill...I have lived most of my life surrounded by my enemies." She stood up. "I would be grateful to die among my friends." 

Drax stood up as well. "You are an honourable man, Quill. I will fight beside you. And in the end, I will see my wife and daughter again." 

Then Groot. "I am Groot." 

(Y/N) joined them. "Thanks for letting me tag along. Not many people have been so nice to me. Now I'll return the favour, and fight in this battle like it's my last." 

They all looked to Rocket, who was still sitting down. He sighed and rolled his eyes. "Oh, what the hell. I don't got that long a lifespan, anyway." He stood up on the box he was sitting on. "Now I'm standing. Y'all happy? We're all standing up now. Bunch of jackasses, standing in a circle."