The Ups and Downs of a Phone

Written by Tora

Chapter 1 The Phone of doom

Hello. This is Gamora.

It's about time that I get the recorder, since Peter is constantly hogging it. And I don't mean to complain or anything, but he always portrays me as the… bad guy in his stories. What a dork.

Anyway, I want to tell you the story of when Peter gave us all cell-phones. Unlike Peter, I won't go on rambling and giving out misinformation. A cell-phone is a phone, is where you can talk on, that's a cell.

Peter gave us, even Groot one, one of these cells. He told us if we were endangered we could talk to each other. But we'd have to be endangered on the ship, because there was no 'cell-phone reception' off the ship.

And thus life proceeded with the phone that is a cell.

What happened?

Ah. You probably guessed it. The most horrible things came from it…

Yes… Peter started… texting me.

The first time he was texting me was when he was right in front of me. Yes, horror the horror, so on and so forth.

It was after dinner, and we were all hanging out in the 'living room' as we called it. Peter likes to refer to his ship as 'babe' or 'home'. And yes, he lumps me in the same category as his ship, special right?

We were all trying to figure out this phone, all of us idly playing games on it, Rocket found the first person shooter games amusing, and he would frequently shout out, "DIE DIE DIE YOU LITTLE BOOGERS! I need a bigger gun!"

For the most part, we tried to ignore it. Don't burst Rocket's mood when he's in one of 'those' moods.

Then. Peter texted, to me…

HIYAH, BAYB!

I looked up at Peter, who gave me a sly smile.

"Peter, why are you texting me, when you're right in front of me?" I snapped, glaring at him.

Peter looked down at his phone, and mumbled quietly, "Som-times I ju-st wan… how do you spell want… wa-unt to te-xt y-ou."

A second later I got a text: Sometimes I just waunt to text you.

I see. That's how he was going to play.

Your spelling sux. I hastily typed back.

Peter shot me a hurt look and typed back, Well so does urs. You spelled suck sux. Oh. HAHAHA, I get it. Did u know that some teens are obsessed with texting like this? How r u? ikr, lmao, lol, brb, gtg. Somtmes dy rit lke dis. Cn u undrstnd dis, Gmra?

Gibberish.

I frowned hard.

I'm sorry, I don't speak monkey. I coolly typed back.

Then Peter send me something strange. It meant nothing, and I'm not sure why he typed it. It was just… random lines and curves and dots…

;-)

What was… ;-)

What the heck is ;-)

I asked.

Peter replied back hastily, I dunno how to describe it. ;-) look, it's you… x-(

The next weird symbol he sent me looked almost the same, but it had an x instead of this ;.

Don't get it.

Peter rolled his eyes. Gamora, it's called… emoticons. Emotion+con=emoticons. :-(

What is: :-(

"Gamora! Surely you know what emoticons are!" Peter finally shouted up. He gave me a despairing sad face. Then he texted me: :'(

I raised my eyebrow. Eh? Wait a minute… I suddenly started to grasp this thing… :-) does this mean I'm happy?

:-) I sent to peter.

('_') ('_') *(^o^)* Peter sent me. What was that?! Just when I started to understand this weird thing… forget it. What the heck?

I don't get it… I told him.

Peter impatiently texted back, They are hugging each other. And I'm happy. *(^o^)*

I looked at the people 'hugging' each other. They didn't look like they were.

As if he read my thoughts, Peter typed back, Just pretend, Gamora.

Who is… 'they'? I asked back.

Peter grinned at me. US, bahbah!

Bahbah? Was that supposed to be baby or something weird like that? Ugh, he was embarrassing me so badly.

"Really, Peter? Really? That's so mature," I said loudly.

Ah know raht? Peter texted me back, grinning from ear to ear like a brat that he is.

Now what happened next may be a little fast for you, so I'd advise you to keep up, go back and read again if you get confused. And if you get a head ach, it's because of Peter. Not me.

So emoticons tell how you're feeling… well then here… :-{

HEY NOW! DON'T BE SO MEAN TO ME!

Peter, why are you texting in all caps…?

BECAUSE I CAN. IT SHOWS THAT I AM ANGRY. :-O

But… how can you show that you're angry without emoticons. Are you trying to say that there's such a thing as… emotions without emoticons?

YES THAR IS.

Thar?

OOPS. I MADE A TYPO. DON'T TELL ANYONE, OKAY, GAMORA?

…

PLEASE? IT WOULD RUIN MY REP.

Um… are you still mad at me?

UM. NO. WHY WOULD I BE MAD AT U, BABE? I LUV U. FOREVER. BFF.

Then why are you still using caps…

UH… GOOD QUESTION… BECAUSE I'M SHOUTING TO THE WORLD THAT I LOVE YOU AND MY HEART BURNS FOR YOU, BABE.

Why aren't you using explanation marks?

!

Huh? That's random, Peter, I thought you'd be better at spelling than that.

I LOVE YOU BABE! MERRY ME!

:'D merry?!

YES. TO BE WEDDED. MERRIED. WE WILL BECOME ONE. ONCE WE ARE MERRIED TOGETHER WE WILL TRAVEL TO THE END OF THE UNIVERSE AND WATCH THE UNIVERSE EXPLODE. HOW ROMANIC, RIGHT?!

Merried?! AHAHAHAH!

Y U LAUGING AT ME. YOU'RE USING EXPLINATION MARKS.

Explination marks?!

YES. THAT IS WHAT THEY ARE CALLED. THEY MEAN TO HAVE GREAT EMOTION. HAPPY :D OR SAD :( OR MAD :-( OR ANGRY :-O

Peter… dear…

YOU CALLED ME DEAR! THAT MEANS YUO MUST LUV ME. AHHH EVEN IN MY EXCITEMENT, I AM DONG TYPOS! AND I HATE TEXT CORRECT!

I stared at him. He was totally absorbed in his text, waiting for me to reply.

Get a grip, you freak. I'm going to bed. I stood up and sauntered away, not waiting for Peter's reply.

As I lay awake in bed, I thought of something truly frightening… if Peter was at ease just texting me while I was in front of him… how often would he text me?

As I drifted off to sleep, I would soon get an answer…

Hiya! It's me, Tora, thanks for reading this all! I came up with this story late last night and I was super excited to write it down. Unlike Child of the 80s, this is a light hearted chapter story. With probably nothing heartwarming. Just something to read if you've had a hard day and could use a laugh. And this time, it's from Gamora's POV!

Feel free to leave a comment. Leave a comment you'll end up being my best friend. Hoho, just kidding. I think. ;)