History
#1 of History
Chapter 1
-takes place after vol. 2-
Rocket was in his room tinkering with one of his projects, building a bomb, weapon or some modification to the ship to help distract him from the sadness that lingered after Yondus death. While working he heard his door slide open as none other than Peter Quill entered into his room. Stopping from his mindless tinkering he turned his attention to Quill as he sat on his bed. "What do ya want star dork.
"Nothing, I was just thinking about the events that have happened within the past couple of days."
"What about it." Rocket responded with a hint of irritation in his voice.
"Everything with Yondu, my dad, nebula even Draxs' family realizing that we know the past of almost everyone on this ship except for you which is why I came here."
"To figure it out?" Rocket said completing the unfinished thought.
"Yep!" Peter said as cheery as ever.
"Well I ain't gonna tell ya." The raccoon said turning away from to conversation and back to what he was working on prior.
"Why not?" The Terran said sounding saddened by rockets denial.
"Because it's none of you're flanking business!"rocket responded in a louder voice than at the beginning of the conversation.
"Please rocky I just want to know what makes my favorite little raccoon himself." Peter said having one of his shit-eating grins plastered across his face.
"One, don't call me a damn raccoon or any other pet names for that matter and two is a definite NO!"rocket was on the verge of yelling by the verge of yelling by the end of that sentence. Quill knew he shouldn't push rocket but he thought maybe if I ask one more time he'll crack and tell me what happened, so he asked one more time.
"Come on man I just want to know who you are." Quill aid sounding a little sincere.
"I said no star dork N-O now get out of my room before I get my gun and shoot a mountain of bullets straight through your skull!" The raccoon screamed at the Terran who was already heading for the door with sulking shoulders and a saddened look on his face while the raccoon continued to grumble a slew of curse words. It was now hard for rocket to focus on the new gun that he was trying to build because the events of their conversation ran like a record in the procyon's head. Eventually rocket got so frustrated he threw his device against the table and went out to the common area which was a mix between a kitchen and lounge, only to be met with star dork once again. Rocket immediately regretted the decision of coming to the lounge as Peter got up from his chair and started walking over to him.
"Hey Rocket." Peter said with a friendly tone.
"I already told you I ain't gonna share my history with you, ya idiot." Rocket replied with a piercing amount of disgust towards peter.
"I was just going to ask if you were okay, because I heard a loud crash in your room and then saw you stomping out." Peter said with a bit of fake shock, even going as far as to put a hand to his chest.
Rolling his eyes rocket pushed past the Terran to go see what's there was to eat. He ended up finding some kind of red fruit that tasted kind of like an orange but had a tougher texture like a pineapple.
"In all seriousness can you please tell me what makes you, well you?" Peter pleaded.
"Quill I said NO and I mean it there are things in my past that I've been trying to forget every second after it happened, and I'm not about to relive it just so one dumb humi can hear about it! So drop the subject before I make you drop it!" The raccoon said in a louder tone than a couple of minutes ago.
"Rocket please, people even say it helps to talk about it to other people." Peter stated in a soft tone.
"You are either the most persistent or the dumbest person in the entire galaxy"Rocket said with annoyance.
"Is that a yes?" The Terran asked sounding happier.
"Are you going to continue to bug the flark out of me until I tell you?"
"Yep!" The Terran said with even more excitement and the Procyon letting out a long defeated sigh.
"Fine I'll tell your dumb ass all about how great I am." He then proceeded to check the on board clock."But you'll have to wait until tomorrow because it's late and I'm not tired as hell" Rocket said exaggerating a yawn at the end of the sentence. He then walked past the Terran, got a box of crackers and headed back to his room disappearing behind the door.
"YES!" Rocket heard from the common area presuming that Peter yelled in celebration for getting rocket to revealed his secrets to him. Rocket proceeded to hop into bed with the box of crackers and snack on them while he was thinking about how he was about to face what he had been running from for so long. After around an hour of thinking and mindlessly eating, rocket decided to put the box down and try to drift off to sleep. Sleep definitely didn't come to the raccoon easy that night, but after an unknown amount of time he felt the sleep calling to him and finally started sleeping with a slight snore.
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It was early in the morning when rocket woke up, he stretched, got dressed and headed for the door. Being a bit groggy he had forgotten the promise he made to Quill the day before so as soon as he remembered he let out a tired groan and cursing at himself for giving into Peter. The raccoon opened the door door hoping not to find peter waiting for him, and to his luck Quill was no where in sight. Rocket first went to Groots room and saw him sleeping with vines littered all over the room. Rocket then scurried into the kitchen and rummaged around the cabinets to eventually pick out some bread and getting alien eggs from the refrigerator, then proceeding to make himself breakfast. After eating in peace for around 20 minutes the room started to come alive with his comrades as they woke up one by one. First it was Drax who came in and started to sharpen his blades, next it was Gamora who came in and started to at breakfast, And finally it was Peter who entered the room who immediately went over to Rocket.
"Hey rocket, are you ready to tell me about your past?" Peter asked still tired from just waking up but eager to learn about his friend.
"I guess I'm as ready as ill ever be, but get something to eat first because this will be a very, very, _very_long story." Rocket explained, so Peter got up and went to get a bowl of cereal. Hearing about rocket finally revealing about his past peaked both Draxs' and Gamoras interest, so they got up from there current position and headed towards rocket and sat down on the couch.
"I am very interested in your past as well and would like to partake in your story time." Drax calmly said as he was sitting down.
"It does seem very interesting to finally get to hear about your past." Gamora said sounding more curious than usual. Rocket was about to tell them to go away because he just promised to tell Peter, but after a little bit of thinking he realized it would just be easier to tell everyone at once instead of them ever trying to figure it out later on the line.
"Alright, fine ill allow the both of you to listen as well, because if I don't it'll cause me more trouble later on." Rocket said with his usual amount of anger just as Quill was getting back with his breakfast and a couple of snacks because he truly didn't know how long it would take, and rocket began to talk again. "Now that everyone is around me ready for baby's story time I am going to set a couple of ground rules"
"Why did you say baby's, we are all..."Drax began but was cut off by rockets louder voice
"Rule number one, don't interrupt me at any point during the story or I will stop and never let any of you hear the rest of it. Rule number two if you leave at any point to get something to eat, use the bathroom or whatever else you would need to do and miss a part of the story that is your fault and I will not go over what I already said but if you get board feel free to leave. And finally, rule number three, don't talk while I am talking or do anything that would distract me. Also I will take a break whenever I need to, and there better not be complaining or I will not start back up, does everyone got that." As rocket finished his little list of rules he decided to lay down on the armrest of the couch because he knew it was going to probably take him hours to finish telling it, and that would be without any breaks.
"Yes." Peter, Drax, and Gamora chimed in unison.
"Good, now lets see where we should begin?" The raccoon questioned to himself.