As the Guardians of the Galaxy's flamboyant orange-red ship landed in the hangar of S.W.O.R.D. headquarters, the entire team disembarked. Compared to last time, their lineup had barely changed—except for the addition of a space dog.
Yeah, an actual dog. The kind wearing a spacesuit.
Star-Lord was the first to step off the ship, staring at S.W.O.R.D.'s vessel in bafflement. "Does time pass differently on Earth than it does elsewhere in the universe? Have we been gone for thousands of years? How does Earth have such a huge ship?"
"Or perhaps you are still dreaming, Peter Quill, and we are all merely parts of your dream."
Drax delivered his deadpan joke, one that neither he nor anyone else understood, and walked past Star-Lord. Rocket Raccoon and Gamora followed, chatting as they passed him. "Do you think we could steal this ship? Looks like it'd sell for a lot."
Gamora calmly answered Rocket, "This ship is too large. It needs too many crew members, and we can't afford to hire that many people."
"Ha, maybe we can have Cosmo mind-control the crew."
Star-Lord sighed helplessly, unwilling to take even a single step, until the spacesuit-clad dog walked up beside his leg and viciously smacked it with her tail. Star-Lord looked down at Cosmo, who spoke to him telepathically. "I would not do that. I am only a cute little dog."
"Yeah, I know. What now?!"
Star-Lord turned to look at Groot, who had touched his shoulder. The massive tree-man merely replied, "I am Groot."
"No! You cannot help Rocket steal the ship! It isn't our ship!"
Star-Lord's despairing response earned him another "I am Groot." But worse was yet to come, because when Mantis emerged, she added, "Everyone gets along so well."
Finally, Warlock Adam walked past the motionless Star-Lord, then