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No Candy
Title: No Candy
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy
Character/Pairing: Mild Rocket/Groot, Quill
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge: None
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 229
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"What the Hell just happened?" Quill demands, smoke still wafting from his gun.
"I just saved a legendary character loved by billions of children across the galaxy," Rocket returns calmly.
"You just saved?" Quill repeats with more than a little disdain. "Don't you mean we just saved?"
The raccoon shrugs his hairy, little shoulders. "I guess you helped a little," he admits.
"A little?!" Quill swings around to face him, but Rocket's already got his back to him. "We just fought hordes of aliens from nine different planets so that some giant freaking rabbit can go bunny hopping down the interstellar highway and deliver freaking baskets of toys to kids everywhere!"
Rocket shrugs again, as though this is a common, everyday occurrence with them. "The job does have its perks sometimes."
"Perks?!" Quill sputters. "Sometimes?!" His eyes are flashing with his fury, his finger still on his trigger and itching to pull it, but Rocket never looks back at him. He simply continues on into their ship in search of Groot, bouncing two eggs in his palms and carrying a basket filled with chocolates and other candies with his ringed tail.
"The least you could do is let me have a chocolate bunny!"
"They're for Groot." The sound of the door sliding shut behind Rocket confirms Quill's worst suspicions with a resounding clap of doom: He's getting no candy again this year!
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy
Character/Pairing: Mild Rocket/Groot, Quill
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge: None
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 229
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"What the Hell just happened?" Quill demands, smoke still wafting from his gun.
"I just saved a legendary character loved by billions of children across the galaxy," Rocket returns calmly.
"You just saved?" Quill repeats with more than a little disdain. "Don't you mean we just saved?"
The raccoon shrugs his hairy, little shoulders. "I guess you helped a little," he admits.
"A little?!" Quill swings around to face him, but Rocket's already got his back to him. "We just fought hordes of aliens from nine different planets so that some giant freaking rabbit can go bunny hopping down the interstellar highway and deliver freaking baskets of toys to kids everywhere!"
Rocket shrugs again, as though this is a common, everyday occurrence with them. "The job does have its perks sometimes."
"Perks?!" Quill sputters. "Sometimes?!" His eyes are flashing with his fury, his finger still on his trigger and itching to pull it, but Rocket never looks back at him. He simply continues on into their ship in search of Groot, bouncing two eggs in his palms and carrying a basket filled with chocolates and other candies with his ringed tail.
"The least you could do is let me have a chocolate bunny!"
"They're for Groot." The sound of the door sliding shut behind Rocket confirms Quill's worst suspicions with a resounding clap of doom: He's getting no candy again this year!
The End