Notes: I’m so sorry guys, I wrote this yesterday morning but I had wifi problems. It happens quite often but I didn’t have time to post this from my phone so I decided it was best to wait until the rooter started to function again.
Anyway, this is for @grootiez, who helped with the prompt by writing “For walk away, how about teen Groot running away from home after an argument with the other guardians?“. As per usual, it’s not exactly what you asked for, your suggestion inspired this (and again, I’m truly sorry I’m late). Hope you’ll be satisfied anyway!
“I miss my best friend.”
“I’m right here,
“Flark off Quill, I
wasn’t talking about you.” Rocket throws a wrench at him to make his point.
Peter manages to catch it right before it hits his nose. He’d probably make a
sarcastic remark, but Rocket really isn’t feeling okay.
“Have you tried talking
to him?” he asks.
“What’s the point?”
Rocket shrugs. “He’s a teenager. A big boy. He thinks I’m dull.”
Groot’s behavior has
changed a lot, recently. He’s been in full moody-teenager mode for a few weeks,
now. He doesn’t enjoy the Guardians’ company as much as before, he wants his
own space, he complains that no one understands him - he just sighed and walked
away when Drax pointed out that “That’s impossible, we’ve all learned how to
comprehend everything you say.” -. All he does is spending the day alone in his
room, playing hologames.
For Rocket, this is
torture. He cares for the young tree more than it’s safe to admit. Damn, he
raised him. He’s been used to Groot needing him, looking up at him in time of
need, for years. Now, he feels left out. This leads to the team finding the
raccoonoid sulking in different places of the ship at different times of the
And they have enough of it.
“Just ask him to
spend some time with you. You can do something together, like old times.” He suggests.
Rocket lowers his ears.
“I tried. He didn’t
want to make bombs with me. I even allowed him to work on death buttons and he
still looked bored! He used to love death buttons!” he complains.
“Then you’ll bond
over something else.” Peter promises. Fully aware of the huge risk he’s taking,
he lifts Rocket and mercilessly drags him away from the couch.
“What the hell are
you doing, you disgusting-“ Peter ignores the colorful string of insults that follows.
He also ignores the scratches and bites. He reaches Groot’s bedroom, opens the
door and all but throws Rocket on the bed before closing the door, locking it
from the outside.
“I’m going to kill
“I am Groot?”
“You both listen to
me now.” says Peter in a tone that means business. He uses it so rarely that it
makes Rocket and Groot instantly shut up. Flark just got serious.
“We’re all sick and tired of
both of you. We know you miss each other, so you’re not leaving this room until you sort this out.” Peter
proclaims. He hears protests, and he knows that Rocket could hack the door in a
second if he tried. He also knows that Rocket won’t try. This is too important
A couple hours
later, the room is still locked. Peter decides it’s been enough time and goes
checking on his friends.
What he finds doesn’t
exactly meet his expectations.
“Uhm, guys? Dinner’s
“I am Groot.”
“Go away, Quill.” echoes
Rocket, eyes never leaving the screen, hands moving fast on the joystick. “I’m
not moving until I beat Groot’s high score!”
Knowing he’s made a
terrible mistake, Peter closes the door once again. He leans against the wall.
right?” asks Gamora, when she finds him like this. Peter shakes his head.