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Meet The Terrans

Prologue

Summary: The GOTG head off to the readers home planet to retrieve a precious artifact

Rocket x GN!reader x Groot

Warnings: Swearing, poly!relationship, use of Y/N

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"The artifact is located on Terran. The buyer said they'd give us five-billion units for it," Gamora said to the group, looking at some weird device.

"Five-billion?!" Rocket exclaimed, hanging onto my arm.

"What exactly is this 'artifact'?" I say, using quotation marks around the word artifact.

"The Mark X suit," she spoke up, staring at me.

"You expect me to steal my fathers iron man suit?" I raise my eyebrows.

"I am Groot?" Groot speaks up.

"No her fathers name isn't iron man you idiot," he says to Groot. He turns to me, "is it?" He whispers.

"No his name is not Iron Man, its Tony. But he's like, a hero on Terran? He's also stupid rich and ridiculously smart. Trying to steal his suit would only end in us trying to escape a highly advanced prison,"

"We've done it before," Rocket says, looking at me.

"Princess, do you understand how many fricken units that is? And anyway like Rocket said, we've escaped an alien prison before, I think this 'hero' would be no match for us," Quill says, finally turning off that one god awful song on his ipod.

"Fine, but when we get caught I'm leaving all of you besides Groot," I point to them.

"I am Groot,"

Gasp.

"She does not love you more than me!"

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"Right there is a secret entrance into the tower," I point at a spot on the map, "there are gonna be guards here," another spot, "and here," my finger stops moving.

"Why are they so spread out?" Gamora questions.

"Who cares?! Hahaha," Drax finally speaks up.

We all turn to just stare at him. His wide open mouth continues to laugh until I decide to slap the back his head.

His laughter stops abruptly.

"There all spread out because they have an AI system named JARVIS who would alert anyone that someone is there before they even got inside the building. There aren't any blind spots, and the floor where the suits are held is one of the top floors. This entrance has an iris scanner and a code that has to be entered. Im entered into the system, but JARVIS would alert my father that I'm there. I haven't been to Terran in years, so me randomly showing up would cause suspicon,"

"So what's the plan Y/N?" Gamora speaks up.

"The only thing I could think of was causing some kind of distraction. We fly the spaceship, or Peters suit, or something into the glass of the right floor. Everyone fights whoever comes their way, while one or two people run to grab the suit. Once they have the suit everyone runs out, onto whatever it is we've crashed into the building,"

"That might work," Peter speaks up.

"I am Groot,"

"What?! That would be a suicide mission,"

"He's right," I say.

"No he is not!" Rocket turns to me.

"Look I don't speak Groot like the rest of you, so what the hell is he saying?" Peter pipes up.

"He said that we should all go in all willy nilly-"

"He said," I cut Rocket off calmly, "that we should all go in. I say that I'm there to visit and I wanted to introduce you all. Then after a night or two, we steal the suit and put it in the spaceship. A few days after that we leave. We'd be on the other side of the galaxy by the time they realized we had stolen there suit,"

"How would we get the ship to be easily accessible?" Gamora says.

"If were visiting then they'd let us keep the ship at the tower,"

"I am Groot,"

"Oh shut up!"

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"We'll be at Terran in a hundred jumps, so hold on," Gamora speaks up from her seat next to Quill, buckling herself in.

Me, Rocket, and Drax all buckle in, while Groot just sits on the ground holding on tightly to mine and Rockets seats.

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"Sir, there's been a report of a craft nearing Earth at an alarming rate," Hill tells Fury.

"Can we initiate contact?" He walks over to an agent, looking over their soldier at a lit up screen.

"We can try sir," the agent speaks up.

He taps away at the keyboard for a few moments, before a static sound comes through the speaker.

"This is Director Nick Fury from S.H.E.I.L.D, identify yourself,"

There's a pregnant pause before a familiar voice comes through.

"Hey Nick,"

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"I will say I never expected to see you around again," Fury states, walking down a hallway with the group following behind.

"Decided it was finally time to visit the fam, see what's new with the world,"

"They will need to be processed though," he points at the rest of the group.

"I am Groot,"

"Why does he keep saying that?"

"It's like his language. And by the way, fam is just short for family,"

They both nod.

"Did you tell your father you were coming?"

"Now where's the fun in that?"

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"Mr. Stark, director Fury is here for you. He has guests," JARVIS says to the man drinking some form of alcohol.

"Why the hell is Fury here?" Tony mumbles, taking the final swig of his drink.

"Nice to see you too, Stark," Fury speaks up from the doorway.

"What is it now, Fury?"

"I have some people that would like to see you," He moves out of the way to reveal the group of six.

"Hiya dad,"

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