Driving Down The Center Of A Two-Way Street, Baby Panda Sitting In The Driver's Seat

{The Eagles, good times.} If you say so. Are you ready? {All business today, are we? Well, go ahead and get started then.}

Bonks to Starlord, for leaving people behind. Nobody gets left behind! {Except for those people that, you know, get left behind. Besides, Groot decided to stay behind, and there wasn't anything left of Deathcry to bring along.} Still, he's not going to be able to do this alone, he shouldn't be so, so {blase?} Sure, blase, about his group losing people.

Bonks to Wolverine, for not stopping to listen to what anybody is saying. I thought he had samurai training to keep himself under control? {He has to want to stay in control, which apparently, he did not want to do.} Well, just for that, instead of a Bonk, I'm going to pull all his back hair out! {Jeez, that's a little extreme, don't ya think? Not sure he can survive that.} Well, then he'll learn a valuable lesson. {Yeah, after he recovers from the pain and blood loss.} Bonk to Davos, for holding Jeryn's mother hostage. He'd never take my mother hostage. {Yes, but that's because Intimidating Mama Panda would rip him in half, which I think is totally what should happen in Immortal Iron Fist: death by angry panda.}

Hugs for Rocket Raccoon, because he seemed so sad about losing his big tree friend. {Maybe you could hook him up with a polar bear to use as transportation in the meantime?} I'll see what I can do. Most of the polar bears are busy dealing with the Penguin's Arctic Legions. {By which you mean baby seals.} Duh. Hugs for Jeryn, since he has to build that railroad while Davos keeps taking his mother's fingers. On second though, the Hug goes to his mother. {Good call. Maybe you can rescue her while you're at it.}

Applause for Mantis for being so cool under fire. If she was any cooler, we'd have to check for a pulse. {I really hope that wasn't an attempt at humor.} What if it was? {Then it was a lousy attempt.} Let's see you do better. {I can't. My humor exists solely to make humorous comments off things other people are currently saying or doing. I don't have any jokes, save the dead baby joke I stole from the Dark Tower series.} Dead baby jokes are what's terrible. {I think that's the point of them, and you've strayed off topic.} It's your fault; you did the astraying. Applause for Deadpool for trusting Weasel to not really be evil, and for not trying to trade Bob back to HYDRA for Weasel. It didn't sound like the HYDRA guys were too happy to see Bob. {Hail HYDRA!} What? {You're supposed to say it back. Then Captain America hits us with his shield. Or Elektra stabs us. Or Wolverine claws our faces off. Or Deadpool shoots us. Vast possibilities.} I'll pass, and call it a day.

{You know, there was one more person you could Applaud.} Who? {Me. Jason says I deserve applause for my totally awesome foresight into what's actually in store for Starlord.} Oh yeah. But that means they're all doomed. {Well, not all of them I'm sure. Besides, even if they are all doomed, it's not my fault.} I guess. Clap. Clap. Clap. {That was a little less enthusiastic than I expected.} Fine. *rousing round of applause*