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"Rocket has once said, 'What? Ducktape it's what binds the universe.'~"

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(Rachel's POV): It was brought to you by the I AM GROOT TV show...

The minute I entered the room wanting to have a chance to talk to Groot about what I brought for him, I noticed that the Bonsai tree I had bought from Xandar as a decoration was pushed off and broken. I panicked to see that Baby Groot wasn't there either: 

"Groot? Groot, where are you?" 

"I am Groot. (I'm down here, Mom!)" I heard him, and the moment I looked down, I only noticed that Groot was walking, excited but facepalmed at what he did to the plant and raised an eyebrow at him in question: "What did you do, young man?" I spoke in a strict-mother mode, as Peter calls it, "...I am Groot (Nothing...)," Groot lied.

I ensured him by kneeling down to his level and placing my metal paw over his shoulder; he seemed worried about what I would say after he answered my question, "C'mon, I won't get mad." I told him, and so I waited for Groot to speak, and he finally did: 

"I am Groot. I am Groot. I am Groot... I am Groot. (I was getting myself cleaned as usual; I was fighting at the Bonsai tree for taking my place, and so, I fought it, which caused its branch to break, and then I got pushed off the ledge to fall with it, and the next thing I knew...I could walk)." 

Groot rubbed his arm in defeat while admitting that he was indeed jealous; I smiled and giggled as he said he fought with it before I patted his head, "Did you win?" "I am Groot? (Yes?)" "Good, you're forgiven, and let me get some puffball snacks; want some?" I offered Groot, who excitedly took my response and smiled, and I left to bring them by watching him cover the Bonsai with a blue blanket so evidence could be found: 'So cute~~!!' I squealed in thought before I sat him on my lap while we watched the stargaze together.

Later, I began to call out for Rocket to tell him what happened and then explain that I just saw Groot walking. After he came and saw it, he became so happy that we taught him how to walk again... after joining us in stargazing together.

The next day...during episode 4.

While cooking, I heard Rocket snoring and couldn't help but laugh. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my feet and realized Groot had cut something with scissors. I gave him a firm stare, and he looked away with puppy eyes. 

Despite my anger, I allowed him to cut Rocket's tail fur and mine. Later, I instructed Groot to wait while I fetched some metal wrap paper, which I then fashioned into a small metal arm for him to play with. He was thrilled, and I left him to it.

Minutes go by, and Rocket has woken up from his nap on his chair; I giggle before I blush as I secretly peck my lips over his, which causes Rocket to be caught off guard. I got off, and tried to escape, only to fail since he wrapped his arms around my waist as our tails held onto each other:

"If you wanted to kiss me, sweetheart. Just ask." Rocket smirked. I felt my furred cheeks turning warmer than the sun, "I-I-I t-thought y-you w-were asleep..." 

I nervously turn away from him, only for Rocket to lift my chin and grin: "You like me, huh? How long?" 

"...A year?" 

"Hm, gotta fix that." Then, he kisses me, and only it is more heated and rough; I instantly moan in his mouth as I wrap my arms around his neck so he can pull me up from the floor to his chair while exploring my face, my furred body, and my metal arm:

Suddenly, we both heard an explosion; we both stopped what we were doing and went to check to find out that Groot's room was in flames. When my mother's instincts kicked in, and Rocket widened his eyes in fear before shouting, "Groot, where-" My words cut him off:

"OH hell no!" I groan in disbelief and follow inside with Rocket. 

"GROOT, YOU OK? GROOT ARE YOU DEAD?" He yells out. I leave to get the fire extinguisher quickly and come back to notice Groot has duct tape sticking on his head and holding onto his hand. I was now confused about what happened in Groot's room until we spotted him on the floor: "Oh, Rocket, he's right there." I told Rocket.

We both discovered Groot's actions as he patted the hole with duct tape, "I know that! Wait! The ship's fuel rods?" "And how did Groot get the walls wet and on fire? Hold on, what's that?" I sniffed, and Rocket picked up a white soap from the floor, realizing who it belonged to: "Is that Drax's soap?" 

"Yeah, he's been lookin' everywhere for this. He won't shut up about it." Rocket tells me, before throwing it back on the other side of the room, massaging his forehead in disbelief and frustration, "Groot, why does it look like a bomb went off in here?" Groot tries to pull the ducktape so the hole does not get bigger but fails to do so while I spray some fire extinguishers all over the place except for Groot's stuff and the floor.

Groot then replied with a shrug, "I am Groot. (A bomb did go off, Dad.)"

"A bomb did go off?" Rocket exclaimed in disbelief, "What? How did you get Hey!" "Groot, please don't give us that look." I sternly told him, who looked down at his drawing, "Don't think you're getting out of this by being cute. Even if it does hurt me." Groot hands the drawing to Rocket, who takes it to look at it, "Why are you handing me this? What is this? More trash?" He tried taking a closer look by using his pair of glasses, causing me to snort in shock that Rocket owned a pair of glasses, and mumbled, "Shut up, sweetheart... It better be a written apology." 

I lean in on his shoulder behind Rocket, "Let's see here." "Oh, look how big you are. Oh, this is very nice." I smile at the drawing, then see my mini arm I made earlier in the kitchen for Groot and point out, "Look, there's Gamora; she's gonna be in awe once we put it up in a frame." Excitedly commented on the drawing, which made Groot smile.

Rocket sees Groot's final drawing and is genuinely impressed with it: "You're right; we better get this framed and put it, uh, on top of the fridge. Aw, I can't stay mad at you, can I?" He ruffles his small head as I lift Groot into my arms, earning him motherly kisses from me, "You deserve so many puff snacks after we fix this room." I snuggle at him cutely in his stomach with my muzzle, and he giggles at my actions. Rocket then notices something I already know, "Wait! Is that my fur from my tail fur and Rachel's?" 

Before he can do anything else, the hole gets bigger and starts sucking things out, but Groot rescues us from being taken away as I manage to save the drawing as well: "Groot!" Rocket grunts in response, "You gotta be kidding me." After it ended, Groot was sound asleep in my room for the night as I dragged Rocket to the main room near the pilot seat to question him, "Now, who taught him how to make a bomb?" 

I asked my question with a deadly glare at Rocket, who backfired my question to me, "And who taught him how to swear? Hm?"

"It was an exception for emergencies, jack-b!" I cursed in a hiss when Drax suddenly came in as he had already showered and was covered in one towel around his torso, "Quill's right; you fracking both act like a married couple." We both shouted: "SHUT THE FRAK UP, DRAX!" Then, all of a sudden, we heard a familiar child's voice: "I am Groot. (Frak)." 

Snapping around together, we both realize that Groot has heard Drax curse. Before Rocket could do anything, I motioned to him that I'd be right back to get him to bed, and I took out my blaster to start my chase after Drax widened his eyes and began running around in his towel by screaming like a little girl: "AH!!!" 

"COME BACK HERE!" I hollered in rampage. Without knowing that Peter and Gamora were seeing us all while recording through the CCTV cameras and laughing together.

End for now...