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           Guardians of the Galaxy: Classic Mix            
                   -by Barrobroadcaster-                   
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                   Prologue: A Bad Time                    
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Prologue: A Bad Time
Peter Quill, aka Starlord, was hiding something. Not very well was he hiding something, however because his friends knew it. And also, because he kept looking over his shoulder and giggling at Drax and Gomorra.
The green-skinned alien did not find him amusing. "Quill."
Peter snickered and turned around again.
"Quill," she repeated. "You wouldn't have happened to have stolen something from the museum, would you?"
"What? No, c'mon, what could I possibly want from a museum?"
"I dunno. Gift shop was nice," Rocket said, sitting in the copilot's chair with a bag in his lap.