Ultimate Fanfiction chronicles BOOK 1

CHAPTER 11

Just as Quill started apologising to Gamora about shouting at her the Jackson five's 'I want you back' came on the mix tape deck and it made me want to dance...a lot. Hey...young Michael Jackson makes everyone want to dance, don't judge. The piano striked up and when the cue came...I almost sang out loud. I clamped my hand onto my mouth and hummed one...single...note. Quill's head almost turned to face me but Gamora grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss...EW. I couldn't tell if it was her hormones or a distraction but I just took that as an opportunity to turn into a ferret and jump on to the tape deck. I then jumped onto Groot and Rocket pulled him into a different room so we couldn't watch them kiss. Drax just awkwardly made his way to his own room.

"What the hell Groot?" Rocket burst into anger when we were out of earshot from Quill, I changed into my regular form. I had no clue how we were going to tell him that I am alive. Anyway Rocket was still biting Groot's head off. "Rocket calm down!" I ordered him but he wasn't listening and he was starting to tear up a bit. "I can't believe you! I'm like your best friend and you don't tell me she is alive even if I might...you know...have a crush on her which I told you about, but when she dies you don't tell me!! We don't keep secrets from each other Groot. She is really important to me and you just don't tell me that she may be alive for some reas-"I cut him off by placing my lips on his. It was different...not like I've ever kissed anyone sober before, because I haven't. But it's not like Rocket has kissed anyone sober either, so I'm pretty sure it's a shared real first kiss. Groot just stood by smiling like he was drunk, but that's not possible since he is a walking tree.

When I pulled away Rocket had calmed down and was looking into my eyes with this emotion I have never seen in his eyes before. I guess it was...love. "Shut up, Okay?" I ordered him still holding his face close to mine. "Okay." He obeyed obediently not breaking away from my gaze. I kept on staring into his eyes until Groot cleared his throat, I looked up at him and he was pointing at the door, Quill was coming down the hall. Guess Gamora's distraction didn't hold out on him long enough. I turned into an eagle and flew down the hallway, it's not like I would get far the Milano was only one spaceship. I flew into my old room and it was the way I left it, the bedding was still torn up and feathers from the pillow were scattered around the head of the bed.

"Molly you should stop running away from him like that, you're going to have to tell him you're alive sooner or later." Rocket walked in gesturing to the control room which I was pretty sure, Quill was in. "Well, I don't want to scare the shit out of him...I mean there is no easy way of telling him this." I hugged my legs to my chest as I sank onto the bed. Rocket seemed to ponder over this. "I like the idea of scaring the shit out of him but I don't really want to give him a heart attack...How 'bout we just sneak up behind him and-"I cut him off "Rocket! No sneak attacks." I scolded "But it would've been so funny." He laughed. "Rocket...I don't want it to seem like a huge prank to him. I did die, and then I came back to life...But that's not the point!" I shouted, more at myself than at Rocket. "Fuck...how the hell are we gonna do this Rocket?" He started to look worried, I probably looked like a nervous wreck. "Calm down...I'm pretty sure everything will be okay in the end. How 'bout, we leave it until tomorrow? Let's talk about something else." He offered. "You had a crush on me? How long for?" I asked him, tilting my head towards him as he sat next to me, flinching at the question. "Err...since I met you. You just looked amazing ever since I met you. And when I got to know you I just fell for you more and more every day." I was blushing under my fur as he looked at me in that loving way again. "I had a crush on you since the um...talk on that planet." I had a flash back to us sobbing on the jungle planet...talking about our life stories. Silence filled the air until it felt like we had been sitting there for hours. "So...what should we do now?" Rocket's sentence was the last talk we had that night as I kissed him and that led to things that aren't even PG 13.

Morning light shone through the window, we must have landed somewhere. I heard Rocket's light snoring next to me and sighed. This was the perfect morning...until I heard the door open. I sat up in the bed with the quilt pressed against my chest. "Holy shit." Quill stood in the doorway with a bin bag in his hand and his mouth agape. He must have planned to clean the room. "Quill...err. Crap" There was nothing to say...I was alive to him now and I was naked in bed with a racoon cyborg hybrid. I nudged Rocket hard enough for him to wake up. "Huh?" Rocket's head picked up in reply to my extra hard nudge. The fur on his cheek was half way up his face, he looked so cute with bed fur. His grogginess was soon replaced with shock when he spotted Quill, still standing in doorway with his mouth wide open. "HOLY CRAP!" Rocket shouted, he shot out of the bed with just his boxers on. The sight made me blush slightly and bite my lip. "Rocket?!" Quill cried in alarm at the sight of the half-naked Raccoon.