Peter Quill

You da best. I buy you beer too.

True wuv.

"Yup, when is it?" He got to work in the kitchen, deciding he was hungry for breakfast too.

"That all sounds exhausting without being pregnant. Alright, I'll make food, you go relax."

"Breakfast in bed?"

"I'm sure there's a dimension where I said 'balderdash' instead." xitter.cf/mastermysticart/status…

"Let's get more."

"Sleep."

"Fuck that noise." xitter.cf/mastermysticart/status…

"Lock and load."

"Aww, party foul."

"Me, apparently."

"Were you at that kids party too?"

"… Not sure how you know these things but thanks for the advice."

"You said you wanted strength…"

Gives steroids.

He nodded, giving her a gentle hug. "Yeah. I think things have settled down though. Can I get you anything?"

"Good idea. I'm glad you survived." He gave her a kiss. "How're you feeling?"

"Wooooooow. Where the hell was this party?"

"Uhhhhhhh… what?"