Valkyrie meets the Guardians

"She's naked!" Drax pointed at Valkyrie.

"Yeah, we can see that." Rocket rolled his eyes.

"Why is she naked?" Mantis asked.

"Maybe she wants to be." Drax offered.

"Not exactly." Valyrkie said, feeling very on the spot as she cupped her crotch and chest.

"Do you drink a lot?" Drax asked suddenly.

"Uh... yup." Valyrkie said.

"You shouldn't. You're getting fat."

Valykrie's jaw went wide as Peter hit Drax.

"That was rude you idiot!"

"What? She should be aware of the effects of her drinking." Drax defended.

"I am not fat!" Valyrkie defended herself.

"Not fat." Drax agreed. "Getting fat."

"Shut up!" Valykrie shrieked.

"It's true." Gamora said. "You're one sandwich away from being fat." Gamora was jealous of how Quill was looking at Valykrie, and joining in her humilation.

"Stop it guys, you're embarrassing her." Peter said.

"That's true." Mantis said, cocking her head. "She is embarrassed. She knows she's put on weight lately and wishes everyone hadn't noticed. Also she noticed that Gamora and I have larger breasts then she does, and wishes her own breasts were bigger. Now she wishes I would shut up and... oh. Sorry."

There was an awkward moment as Valyrkire wished she was dead more then she ever had before...