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Groot: I am Grooot…

Kraglin: What did he say?

Rocket Raccoon: Sounded like coffee, possible cookie.

Groot: I am Grooot.

Kraglin: Translation, Rocket ?

Rocket Raccoon: Sounded like “Get out of my face or eat vine covered terror.”

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Groot let out a cheerful whoop when Bruce pointed down. [The first floor!] Maybe that was what Terrans called it. If not, he could work it out from there, probably. Or this guy could help him. Getting out of this lab was probably the best way to start their adventure.

With little warning, Groot grabbed hold of Bruce’s shoestring and pulled towards the direction of the door. [Come on.] It was quickly made clear that he wasn't going to be able to pull Bruce along, so he let go and started walking off on his own. Hopefully, Bruce would catch up.

Somewhere Out There || Bruce & Groot

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Groot nodded, not really catching the joke but at peace with the fact that humans had weird humor. Everyone did, if he thought of all the jokes everyone made that he didn't understand even before Terra.

You learn something new every day. Groot didn't mean to make her look sad when thinking about being sick. It was no fun being stuck inside and unable to move around. [You’ll get to go outside soon and you'll be all better.]

Birthday Tree-t || Em & Groot

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Groot didn't really understand why Red Eyes had given him Terran money, but he wasn't about to give it back. He jerked the dollar bill out of the Terran’s reach and glared at him as he scrambled backwards. [That’s mine now!] he declared. [I’m not gonna hand it over.]

“Mine. Yours.”

Scott can’t quite remember how he got into this situation, trying to explain the concept of ownership to a twigling. He had been sitting outside when Groot appeared. One thing lead to another and now… He was holding up his crisp five dollar bill, and gesturing to the other in Groot’s little klepto twig hands.

“Good.” he enunciated, before reaching for Groot’s five dollar bill. “Bad.”

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The fact that she couldn't understand him sunk in. He wanted to smack his head on the ground, so he did. It didn't make him feel any better. He needed to do something. His grip on her fingers tightened so he could support himself as he stepped closer to her. Once he was close enough he held his hands up like a child asking to be picked up.

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Groot looked up at the Terran and blinked a few times. He was pretty sure he wasn’t okay. Tunneling his way up from the basement of a blown up building was hard work. He shook his head as he reached up with a vine which he wrapped around her gloved finger. [I need water.]

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She’s mildly alarmed when the vine begins to grow around her finger, but she gathers that this shouldn’t be an issue; she’s still too new. “What d’ya need, lil fella?”

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Groot huffed and crossed his arms at Bruce. What was the point of giving him twelve options if there weren't even twelve floors? Didn't seem fair. But this wasn't about being wrong and it did get them to the right question for Bruce to be asking. He shook his head vigorously.

He tried again, this time pointing at the opposite end of the number stick. [I want to go to the basement.] For good measure he pointed down at the ground. [Dooooooown]

Somewhere Out There || Bruce & Groot

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Groot hesitated, but he really didn't want the beads and she sounded like Peter did when he was teasing him about something silly. When she pushed all the other supplies at him he was admittedly a bit overwhelmed. He took a moment to read all the boxes, trying to figure out what should be added. He only got three items in before he gave up and tapped on the colored pencils and markers. [We should go with the colors. They're prettier.]

Art With Me. {Gwen & Groot}

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Groot snatched up the fuzzy straws and ran across the table to put them as far away from the basket. When he returned he considered the beads. They were kind of boring. Nothing like the beads the Guardians would show off after an away mission, sparkly and vibrant colors. He gathered them up and put them in the basket. He mused over the rest of the supplies and grabbed the pads of paper. [Here. Does this work?]

“Too good for my beads, huh?” Gwen jokes. Then watches him scurry over and pick up the note pads. “Yeah, you’re right. They need something to draw on right, but what about utensils?” she asks him, moving around a few things so he could easily see the box of markers, the box of pens, the box of crayons, and the box of colored pencils. “We can put two in and leave two out. And I got two different paint sets, which one should we put in?” she asks, pushing those forward as well.

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Groot wasn't sure what he was supposed to do when Bruce moved, but he seemed very excited and happy so he wasn't very nervous. So, Groot stayed where he was until he brought back a strip of metal with numbers all over it. This was going to be trouble, he could tell. Still, he wasn't going to give up, so he moved closer and considered the problem.

The one was at the top and the twelve was at the bottom. So then the twelfth floor was probably the basement. Unless it was the reverse? Groot scratched his head and picked at a stray twig while he thought it over. But, what was the harm if he was wrong? He really couldn't get more lost.

Choice made, Groot pointed to the number twelve and looked up at Bruce. He pointed again, just for good measure and then stood up and reached out for Bruce’s hand. If he was going to run around the building again he wasn't going to lose his guide.

Somewhere Out There || Bruce & Groot

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Groot shuffled when she did until he was practically leaning against her leg and looking up at her. [I don't get to use fire until my bark thickens.] he explained. It was a rule that was told to him multiple times, but fire had never appealed to him and he suspected it never would.

A look of understanding crossed his face. [And pan cakes are baked in a pan…] He considered the cupcake and her offer to share and nodded his head quickly before mimicking her move and sweeping up a finger full of the icing. [Are you going to be sick very long?]

Birthday Tree-t || Em & Groot

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Groot snatched up the fuzzy straws and ran across the table to put them as far away from the basket. When he returned he considered the beads. They were kind of boring. Nothing like the beads the Guardians would show off after an away mission, sparkly and vibrant colors. He gathered them up and put them in the basket. He mused over the rest of the supplies and grabbed the pads of paper. [Here. Does this work?]

Art With Me. {Gwen & Groot}

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The lady roommate had him at win. Winning was fun. He wasn’t sure who he would be defeating or what exactly he would be winning, but he was committed to their cause. How hard could it be, putting things in a basket? However, not all of the supplies were going in. Perhaps this was where the real challenge was. And this Terran was relying on him to choose. Everyone treated him like some stupid sapling, but she legitimately seemed interested in his picks. Groot surveyed the art supplies and pondered them, wanting to impress her. The best place to start had to be the fuzzy sticks since they were the most fun. [We’ve gotta have these] he said as he picked up the remaining packages and held them up for her. @tinyblondespider

He picks up the plastic package of rainbow colored fuzzy straws and waves them at Gwen. She covers her mouth to hide a giggle. “You think so? We can pull a few extra out for you and then put it in.” she tells him, reaching in and pulling out a few different colored pipe-cleaners and then folding the package back up and placing it in the basket. “And glue and beads go with it.” she tells him. “Do you want some beads?” she asks, reaching in and grabbing a few of the metallic and sparkly beads and rolling them his way. “Well…what else do ya think?”

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[I’m from Planet X. That's what Rocket told me. I don't remember.] Groot didn't like talking about this. He hid his discomfort by drinking a little more and accidentally spilling the water all over. [I came with Rocket when our friend got stolen. All the Terrans call him a raccoon, but that's mean. Don't call him that or he'll explode you.]

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“Never had tacos we’re fixing this ” he marched on “my treat big guy ” he smiled tacos only explode after you eat in them the bathroom “ he explained

It was a food! Groot liked trying new food. Terrans had so many kinds and almost all of them weren’t specially made to last 6 months in space. [Okay! But don’t explode.] The dirty joke went right over his head.

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When Emma gave him a pass Groot relaxed. He hadn't thought that maybe a cake was bad. At least he hadn't brought her anything he had stolen. Purchased with stolen money and with a lot of difficulty, but not stolen on its own. He couldn't help but preen a bit at the thanks from her.

With a bit of finagling and an extension of his arms, he put the cupcake on the bed and the pulled himself up. [It’s a cup cake so it should have a cup. Shouldn't it?] If not that would explain the reactions his pan cake got. He had thought at the time it was because the cake was very stale. [I’m glad you're going to be better.]

Birthday Tree-t || Em & Groot

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Groot froze when she asked if it was for her birthday. It was not and now he was worried he had messed up another human tradition. He managed a smile and looked up her. The lie was on the tip of his tongue, but he was pretty sure she would know if he wasn't telling the truth. Rocket noticed every time he tried on him.

[I didn't know it was your birthday.] he admitted to her. [I know humans like cake and you get cake for lots of reasons like Pride and breakfast and apologies and when somebody's sick. I got you a sick cupcake. They forgot the cup, but I can get you another one.] As an added measure he said [Congratulations on being alive a whole year!]

Birthday Tree-t || Em & Groot

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Groot was quick to nod when Bruce figured out the right answer. He jumped up and down for a moment, excited that they were moving along so quickly. Normally, there would be a lot of bad questions or stopping to think or gestures.

The next question was deceptively tricky. He nodded his head to say yes, but wasn't sure how to follow up. Groot hoped that Bruce knew how to proceed. How did someone say the basement on their fingers?

Somewhere Out There || Bruce & Groot

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After visiting Emma yesterday, Groot had the distinct impression that she was not feeling good. He also may have made her mad with all of his questions. Plus, he was sure Scott said mean things about him. But today was a new day! A new day and a plan!

Groot was still learning how Terrans worked. They were very weird, but he had learned a few things. That was why, when he made his way into Emma’s room he was carrying a cupcake in a plastic container over his head. [I got you a get well cupcake!] he said with no further introduction.

Birthday Tree-t || Em & Groot

Game 204. Win. She huffed out another long breath. Emma was about to chuck the deck of cards from her bed. She was going stir crazy.  Phone shut off after the fiasco of dealing with campus stupid and the ‘well wishes’ of others on social media. Emma wasn’t expecting anyone until later that evening, if at all. Twenty-five and this was how she was spending her birthday. On bed rest playing solitaire the old fashion way. This was a party.

When the door opened, Emma rose a brow almost wondering who had bothered to come see her today. “Hello?” She called hoping to get some answer from someone she wanted to see rather than someone she didn’t.

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