Peter Parker: Hey, what's going on?
Stephen Strange: I think we're here.
Tony Stark: I don't think this rig has a self-park function. Get your hand into this steering gimbal. Close those around it. You understand?
Peter Parker: Yep, got it.
Tony Stark: This was meant for one big guy, so we gotta to move at the same time.
Peter Parker: Okay. Okay. Ready.
y/n talks to Strange
Stephen Strange: Surely you could have flown that on your own with the suit.
y/n: Yeah but I didn't wanna spoil their fun.
The ringship is heading straight for the centre of what looks like one of a colossal game of jacks.
Peter Parker: We might wanna turn. Turn! Turn! Turn!!
Iron Man armors up as the ringship clips the "jack" obliquely, but still losing a good third of its hull in the collision. Spider-Man and y/n throw up their helmets at the same time. Doctor Strange steps between them and creates the Shield of the Seraphim around them all, anticipating a rough landing. The ship, now reduced to about 45%, plows through the dirt and stops, leaning slightly to one side. Doctor Strange helps Tony, now de-helmeted, to his feet; they're both panting a little from the exertion of arrival.
y/n: Another happy landing.
Tony Stark: You alright? That was close. I owe you one.
Spider-Man descends from above in classically spider-like fashion.
Peter Parker: Let me just say, if aliens wind up implanting eggs in my chest or something, and I eat one of you, I'm sorry.
Tony Stark: I don't wanna hear another single pop culture reference out of you for the rest of the trip. You understand?
Peter Parker: I'm trying to say that... something is coming.
A grenade rolls into view, and Peter, Strange, y/n and Tony get thrown well back when it fires its energy pulse. Star-Lord, Drax, and Mantis appear in the doorway.
Drax: THANOS!
He flings a blade at Doctor Strange, who neatly deflects it with a mystical shield, and in return sends the Cloak of Levitation at Drax's face, half-smothering him and throwing him to the floor. Star-Lord and Iron Man have a brief dogfight until a magnetic disc pins Iron Man face-first to a structure.
y/n: WHAT?!
Peter Parker: AH! WHOAWHOAWHOAWHOAWHOA! PLEASE DON'T PUT YOUR EGGS IN ME!
Spider-Man shoots web at Mantis in a panic, pinning arms to her body just before Star-Lord flies at him feet-first, kicking him away.
Peter Quill: Stay down, clown!
y/n: Quill!
Star-Lord can't quite counter spider reflexes at first; he fires at Spider-Man, who extends his spider legs and leaps away, but an electric-like cord wraps around Spider-Man and his six new legs when he tries to attack, sending him rolling across the deck. y/n has decided not to fight anyone, seeing as they were all his friends.
Drax: Die, blanket of death!
Iron Man pulls free of the magnet; the Cloak pulls free of Drax as soon as Iron Man has a bead on his opponent and a foot on his torso. Star-Lord has Spider-Man in a head-lock, gun pointed at the smaller man's head. Doctor Strange has a mystical shield of golden energy up, and stands ready at the third point of the triangle. Mantis has struggled to her feet behind Star-Lord, still covered with webbing.
