Sparks Fly|Rocket x Reader

7|Or Not

When I came to, I saw Gamora looking down at me. She smiled as my eyes slowly began to open and I could see we were still on the ship. It wasn't the end for us, not yet anyway. Looking behind her, I saw vines and leaves encircling us all and noticed they were coming from Groot, he was protecting us ready for the impact of the ship crashing. Glancing across from me, I saw Rocket was coming to as well Gamora put me down on the floor and my legs felt like jelly, so I just sat on the vines and leaves next to Drax. When Rocket was finished waking up, he came and sat by me as well. We were all in awe of Groot. I held Rocket's paw in mine looked at him, smiling softly. If this was how we were going to go, at least it was all together. Rocket let go of my paw and approached Groot who had become part of the sphere around us.

"No, Groot. You can't. You'll die," Rocket's ears flattened slightly. Groot had been his only friend for so long. It was heart-breaking to watch.

"Why are you doing this?" He pressed on as tears welled in his eyes and trickled down his furry face, "Why?"

"We, are, Groot," Was all Groot said as the ship got closer to the ground. It felt so surreal. I rushed over to Rocket and hugged him from behind, the vines encircling us in front of Groot. I cried into his back, and we all braced for the impact that was coming. I closed my eyes and awaited what was coming... It was all a blur to me. The crash of the ship, the explosion it made, we were surrounded by rubble and the vines that had once surrounded us were scattered amongst the wreckage. A song played from the Milano tape player Quill had. I groaned and rolled to the side slightly to see Rocket dragging himself towards a large pile of sticks and holding them. My head was pounding but I pulled myself over to him and sat on my knees beside him, resting my paw on his shoulder.

"I called him an idiot," He muttered. I looked at him with sadness spread across my features as the population of Xandar began to approach the wreckage. I looked around at all my friends, my new family. We all looked like shit. I caught sight of something purple emerging from behind some smoke and panicked, rapidly tapping Rocket on the shoulder. The people around us cowered and whimpered as Ronan came forth, still with the stone in his big hammer. Rocket turned around and stood up, anger written across his face.

"You killed Groot!" He ran at Ronan, growling before he blasted Rocket away with the power of the stone.

"Rocket!" I screamed out and backed away as Ronan kept walking forwards towards us all.

"Behold! Your guardians of the galaxy," He gestured to us all, lifting his arms, "What fruit have they wrought? Only that my father and his father shall finally know vengeance." We all glanced around at each other as Rocket working on fixing up a weapon he found after being blasted. We had to stall Ronan so he could fix something up. But what could we do...?

"People of Xandar, the time has come to rejoice and renounce your paltry gods! Your salvation is at hand," He continued on in a language I couldn't understand as he prepared to place his hammer staff thing on the ground and wipe out Xandar for good. I coughed as I began to try and stand alongside Gamora and Quill. The music that was previously playing seemed to pick up again and Quill joined in with it.

"Ooh child things will get brighter," Quill sang as he began to dance to Ronan, distracting him, "Listen to these words. Ooh child things are gonna get easier." Gamora looked at Quill with confusing while I snickered and stepped over to him, joining in with the song I knew all to well thanks to the man himself.

"Ooh child things will get brighter," We continued, together.

"Now bring it down hard!" Quill interrupted and began dancing harder.

"What are you doing?" Ronan asked, just as confused as Gamora.

"Dance-off, bro. Us and you," Quill answered and continued to dance, terribly might I add. I danced alongside him, trying to avoid enjoying this moment before our possible death. Quill offered Gamora to join him, but she rejected him. I snickered at this, and Ronan just seemed to get more agitated with our dancing. He really didn't understand it at all.