Guardians of the Galaxy vol.2 ⸙͎۪۫ Rocket Raccoon

Chapter 11 - the funeral

It was such a very tiring and exhausting day. Who wouldn't get tired by fighting a god right? But the Guardians didn't focus on that now. They only focused on Yondu who was set to laid down on a plank, his eyes closed peacefully as his breathe stopped completely. 

Flowers were spread around Yondu's unmoving and untouched body. People who are his friends, known, relatives and children were gathered around the plank, watching silently at the dead body. Everyone was taking it pretty good but not for (Y/N). She's the one who have taken it worst.

Her eyes couldn't stop pouring as her eyes became puffy and red. Her nose kept still on running. Her hair was such a mess as her hair was basically have been directed everywhere in her face. Her hair got stuck by the tears of her own. Her breath felt like stopping each seconds. Her body was so weak and fragile.

At the time, Peter had made his first move and began to give a speech about how wonderful and kind Yondu was.

"The other day, I told Gamora how I used to pretend my dad was David Hasselhoff.." he began, received some weird glances from Rocket and Drax. "He's a singer and actor from Earth.. a really famous guy.." Drax nodded at the statement. "And you know, today it struck me. Yondu didn't have a talking car, but he did have a flying arrow. And he didn't have the voice of an angel, but he did have whistle of one. And both David Hasselhoff and Yondu went on kickass adventures, and hooked up with hot women, and fought robots.. So, the thing is, David Hasselhoff kinda did end up being my dad after all, only he was Yondu. I had a pretty cool dad" Peter paused before smiling softly at the untouched figure who had laid down. "And what I'm trying to say is, that thing you're searching for your whole life, sometimes it's right there by your side all along and you don't even know it" 

When Peter mentioned the part, it made his sister broke down silently with one of her hand covered her mouth and running nose from being loud. Hey eyes shut tight as tears rolled down her cheeks and landed on her covered mouth. Hey body couldn't stop shaking in sad and scared. She just can't let him go yet, so many things they haven't discussed. So many things they didn't do yet. Together.

Baby Groot was clearly sad at that time. His head turned to the upset Rocket. 

"I am Groot..?" Baby Groot asked Rocket. 

"Yeah, that's the friend I was talking about" Rokcet replied, gaze on Baby Groot.

"I am Groot"

"He did called you 'twig' " 

Everyone once again stood silent, waiting for (Y/N) to said something. It took a lot amount of time to let her cool down a bit, but hiccups and soft sobs were still there. She knew that Yondu didn't want his girl to be like this, so she started to put up the tough and despicable, trying so hard to held back her tears.

Slowly, her hand moved out of her mouth and nose as her lips parted to say something. Her eyes once again opened to look at the beautiful angel in front of her, making her saddened even more to let him go free.

"What I have learned from him was that life was short, hard, had a lot of obstacles, and often.. brutal.. And the best way to combat all that is with a good laugh and an ability to appreciate the small moments of joy.." tears began to rolled down her cheeks as it blurred her vision from her so called father. "...despite any circumstances.." she continued. "It is difficult, at best, to stand before you and attempt to honor my dear and sweet not related father, Yondu, in words. It is never an easy task to capture someone in speech, as words frequently fall short, of capturing someone's true essence..." she stopped for a while to take a very deep breathe before continuing. "In this instance, they fall so far below the mark that I feel it is almost futile to try. So instead of making an attempt.."