The younger Peter was clearly amused. Not in a mocking way. He wasn’t laughing at Quill’s corny one-liners. Well, he might have been. The older Peter wouldn’t have blamed him. But there was more behind that chuckle, that giggly half-laugh, than just mere amusement. It was more that his nerves were being defused, the tension being melted, by being reminding that no matter what, Quill would always be a good-natured, slightly goofy, well-meaning guy at heart.…… Read More

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