It had to be Rocket. He was the only one mean enough to do it. He was... he was the Grinch. He was the actual Grinch and he was stealing Christmas. The first one Peter had actually intended to celebrate since... well, it had been a long time, okay? And now the little turd was ruining it.
Never mind that it had taken weeks to explain the holiday to Drax. And then at least one more trying to convince him that he didn't need to arm himself against Santa.
Never mind that he'd paid WAY too much for the present he'd gotten Gamora.
Never mind that he was spending more time taking ornaments off Groot than putting them up and around the ship.
Never mind that he'd actually gotten something for the mangy rodent.
But stealing the Santa suit he was going to wear was the last straw. The. Last. Straw. He was gonna put him out an airlock this time.
"ROCKET!!!!"
There were only so many places the little bastard could hide and by the time he'd made it to the galley, he was probably red enough that he didn't need the suit.
Then there, sitting on his ass and looking surprised, he had the gall to ask, "What Quill?"
"The suit, Rocket, where's the suit?"
"What suit?"
"The- come on man! The suit." He'd made it perfectly clear that anyone who ruined the surprise for Groot was gonna answer to him. Well, they would answer to Gamora, but Peter would be the person who said go.
"Oh, that suit." Smug little asshole. "It's back on your bunk. I needed it for something."
"What."
"Just something, geez, what is it with you humans?" He sauntered off, muttering.
Returning to his bunk, Peter looked down at the folded suit on the bed. Picking it up, he was surprised when he found something under it. A package, wrapped in... well, he didn't wanna ask. Opening it, he was surprised to see what looked like a snow globe. Inside, it even looked a little like earth.
"Surprise?" Gamora stood in the doorway. "We know you haven't been back to Terra since you left. Drax and I broke into an intelligence station and found surveillance images, Rocket carved the inside and put it together. The... snow? Is actually little flowers that Groot made. I think they're flowers at least, it's difficult to tell with him. You mentioned having something like this when you were telling us about this holiday of yours. We thought you might like another. Do you like it?"
The little rat bastard. From behind Gamora, he could hear Rocket snickering and sticking his head out, he could see everyone, waiting. "You guys. It's... it's perfect. Come on, group hug."
Everyone groaned, but this time, no one actually objected.
Angel
It had to be Rocket. He was the only one mean enough to do it. He was... he was the Grinch. He was the actual Grinch and he was stealing Christmas. The first one Peter had actually intended to celebrate since... well, it had been a long time, okay? And now the little turd was ruining it.
Never mind that it had taken weeks to explain the holiday to Drax. And then at least one more trying to convince him that he didn't need to arm himself against Santa.
Never mind that he'd paid WAY too much for the present he'd gotten Gamora.
Never mind that he was spending more time taking ornaments off Groot than putting them up and around the ship.
Never mind that he'd actually gotten something for the mangy rodent.
But stealing the Santa suit he was going to wear was the last straw. The. Last. Straw. He was gonna put him out an airlock this time.
"ROCKET!!!!"
There were only so many places the little bastard could hide and by the time he'd made it to the galley, he was probably red enough that he didn't need the suit.
Then there, sitting on his ass and looking surprised, he had the gall to ask, "What Quill?"
"The suit, Rocket, where's the suit?"
"What suit?"
"The- come on man! The suit." He'd made it perfectly clear that anyone who ruined the surprise for Groot was gonna answer to him. Well, they would answer to Gamora, but Peter would be the person who said go.
"Oh, that suit." Smug little asshole. "It's back on your bunk. I needed it for something."
"What."
"Just something, geez, what is it with you humans?" He sauntered off, muttering.
Returning to his bunk, Peter looked down at the folded suit on the bed. Picking it up, he was surprised when he found something under it. A package, wrapped in... well, he didn't wanna ask. Opening it, he was surprised to see what looked like a snow globe. Inside, it even looked a little like earth.
"Surprise?" Gamora stood in the doorway. "We know you haven't been back to Terra since you left. Drax and I broke into an intelligence station and found surveillance images, Rocket carved the inside and put it together. The... snow? Is actually little flowers that Groot made. I think they're flowers at least, it's difficult to tell with him. You mentioned having something like this when you were telling us about this holiday of yours. We thought you might like another. Do you like it?"
The little rat bastard. From behind Gamora, he could hear Rocket snickering and sticking his head out, he could see everyone, waiting. "You guys. It's... it's perfect. Come on, group hug."
Everyone groaned, but this time, no one actually objected.