Troublesome Princess (Rocket x reader)

    "That jerk shot at me!" A furry brown creature yells as he runs around the corner, narrowly avoiding bullets whizzing by.

    "I am Groot." A walking or rather at the moment, running, tree responds.

    "Yeah I know I shot at him first. Who's side are you on?" The creature turns and fires his large gun at his attackers.

    "I am Groot!"

    "Well what room is she in? Couldn't the message have been a little clearer as to how to find her?"

    "I am Groot." The tree replies in an annoyed tone.

    "Yeah I know, but the message was really long and boring. All I needed to know was that there was a hot princess to save!" Just as he says this, the rodent turns the corner and reaches a door that says 'Princess's room'. "Huh. That's convenient."

    The tree bashes in the door, sending it flying across the room to the opposite wall.

    You stumble back as the door caves in and clangs against the wall, just narrowly missing hitting you.

    "Anyone call for a rescue?" A raccoon asks as he pokes his head in.

    "You idiot! You almost hit me! Did you even read the message? It had the code for the door in it you numbnut!" You shout as you pick yourself up from the ground and stomp over to him.

    "Hey there Princess. We just busted our butts to get here. In fact, we're still in the middle of the rescue so if you don't mind, CRAM IT!"

    You suddenly find your feet are no longer touching the ground and you are being carried bridal style by a tree.

    "I am Groot." The tree says to you with a smile.

    "Uh... Nice to meet you Groot. I'm (f/n)." Groot starts to walk off but you pat his chest desperately. "Wait! My stuff!" You point back into the room at a black duffle bag sitting on the floor.

    "We don't have time for that toots!"

    "Like hell we don't!" You leap out of Groot’s arms and hurry back into the room and swipe your bag off the ground. You run back and hop into Groot's arms again. "Now we can go. Come on come on. We don't have time to just stand around."

    "What- But you- Ahhh whatever. All women are crazy. Let's get outta here Groot." The creature climbs up Groot and sits on his shoulder. He shoots at the guards as Groot makes a mad dash through.

    The three of you sit on the floor of the rodent's ship panting, having already flown away and stopped to calm down.

    "What are you panting for? You weren't the one running."

    "It was still scary. I was getting shot at! I've never been shot at before." You take a few more breaths before looking back up. "What's your name anyway? Geera didn't mention it. She also didn't mention you were a rodent. Honestly, I don't see why she was impressed by you."

    "The name's Rocket. And don't you ever call me a rodent again." Rocket puffs his chest and jabs it with a thumb.

    "Yeah, whatever. Are you an idiot, Rocket? Did you have any plan whatsoever about what you were gonna do?"

    "My plan was to rescue you. You should be thanking me!"

    "And what's with the gun? Thing's twice your size. Makes me think you're compensating for something."

    "Wuw wuw wuw! Now that's too far!" Rocket throws his arms out to the side in a motion to stop. "If you're gonna be this ungrateful then we can just go and drop you off back there. We don't have to keep you around."

    "Can't. If your ship gets anywhere near there, my dad's gonna shoot you down. The whole kingdom and my dad's army are gonna have their eyes out for you. I'm mean, you did just kidnap a princess."

    Rocket and Groot's jaws drop open. They look at each other then back at you.

    "I am Groot."

    "Yeah, I'm starting to think that too... Alright Princess, what do you want?" Rocket finally gives in with a sigh and places his hands on his hips.

    "Hmm..." You tap your chin as you pretend to think the question over. "I want to explore of course! I've never been outside of the castle. I want to see the universe."

    "Alright. Whatever you say, Princess." Rocket smirks as an idea forms in his mind. He's gonna take you to the worst possible places until you're begging to be taken back home.

    "This, is a bar. It's where all the nice fluffy people that want to be your friend come and have drinks. Why don't you go and say hi?" Rocket holds the door open and you walk in.

    As soon as you take your first step inside, you are assaulted with the scents of dozens of sweaty men, cigarettes, and alcohol. You scrunch up your nose as the offensive odors engulf you. Everyone inside looks either pissed off, depressed, or really happy.

    "What do you think?" Rocket asks with a triumphant grin.

    "I think I want a drink and to talk to that cute guy over there." You wave to said guy looking at you and walk up to the bar.

    "I am Groot." Groot says as he ducks his head down so that Rocket can hear him in the loud room.

    "Don't worry, it'll start working soon." Rocket grumbles as he walks over and leaps into the stool next to you.

    "What kinda drink you want, little Missy?" The bartender asks you with a smile.

    "I'll have..." You trail off as you look over the sheet the bartender gave you of fruity drinks to choose from.

    "You don't want any of those!" Rocket says as he bats the drink menu out of your hands. "Give us each a shot of your strongest alcohol!" Rocket shouts over the music.

    "Sure thing." The bartender places some shot glasses in front of you and fills them with a clear liquid.

    "Bottoms up." Rocket quickly tosses the shot back and slams the glass down with a shudder.

    You watch him take his shot before tossing back your own. You slam it down with a small hum.

    "It's good but I don't believe that's your strongest one." You say with a smirk to the bartender. Rocket looks at you with a confused frown.

    "Well, uh, if you think you're up for it..." The bartender reaches under the counter and pulls out a black bottle. He places two more glasses in front of you and pours the thick red liquid into them.

    Rocket sniffs the drink and flinches back with a scrunched nose. You smile as you toss back the new drink.

    "Ah~ that's more like it!" You shout as you slam the glass down. "Give me another!" You take another shot and can finally feel the warm sensation spreading through your body.

    Rocket eyes you suspiciously before taking his first shot of the red liquid. He immediately starts coughing as soon as the liquid passes down his throat. Groot pats his back but does so a little too hard and Rocket almost falls out of his seat.

    "I am Groot." Groot leans in with a worried expression.

    "Yeah yeah I'm fine." Rocket says as he waves his friend off. "How the hell can you drink that?" He asks as he leans in towards you as you take one more shot.

    "Alcohol is my family's trade. My dad keeps the best stuff for himself and I've been sneaking some while he's passed out ever since I was a kid."

    "Your father wouldn't happen to be (d/n), would he?" The bartender leans in and asks.

    "That he is. Now if you don't mind, I'm gonna go make friends." You say with a giggle as you saunter over to a table with four men.

    "That girl is just full of surprises, isn't she?" Rocket says to Groot, still keeping his eyes on you and watching as you steal a man's drink.

    "I am Groot." Groot agrees with a nod.

    You slam down your glass and grin at the man sitting across from you. He sways side to side a bit before falling back out of his seat and hitting the ground with a loud thud and a cloud of dust. Everyone around bursts into cheers and you hold your hand out as a man grudgingly slaps a wad of cash into it.

    "Pleasure doing business with you." You say to him with a wink.

    "That was great! Keep it up and you can earn your stay on my ship." Rocket slurs as he holds his own wad of cash.

    "I thought you were rescuing me?" You ask with a raised brow.

    "Rescues cost money. Besides, you didn't even actually need to be rescued."

    "Yeah I did. I needed rescuing from being forced to marry some guy my mom picked out for me."

    "You're running from an arranged marriage? Does the guy even know you drink?"

    "As if. He's such a wuss that even just the thought of alcohol disgusts him. Which is stupid since he was planning to marry the daughter of an alcohol distributor. What kind of idiot does that?" You ask with an annoyed tone, your buzz now lessened at the thought.

    "That wingnut. I wish I met more chicks like you. I hate when they can't hold down their drinks."

    "Well I'm one of a kind, Furball." You say with a wink.

    The bar doors slam open and a half dozen men wearing your kingdom's insignia walk in. The band stops playing and the bar goes silent as everyone turns their attention to the angry group of men walking in.

    "We received a tip that Princess (f/n) is at this location. Hand her over and you shall not be harmed." The one leading the group shouts into the room in a commanding tone. You always hated that guy.

    "Yeah, I saw her." You look over at a large bald man as he stands from his seat and a cold sweat forms on your forehead as you lower your head.

    "You did? Where is she?" The guard demands.

    "Yeah. I saw her when I went to visit your mom last night." The man breaks into a deep and rumbling laughter as the guard slumps his shoulders and glares.

    "You moronic, inebriated buffoons! If you aren't going to assist us then just stay out of our way." The guards start to walk in and look around.

    "What you calls us?" Another bar goer asks with a growl.

    "I got somethin ya might wanna hear." You flinch and you look up at the man who had lost his bet and just handed you his money. "What gives ya the right ta walk in here and harass us? Ya killin our buzz and if ya don't leave right now, we're gonna make ya!" Several other men shout in agreement and stand from their seats. "Get em!" And with that, everyone is on the group of guards like dogs on cats. The man sends you a wink before turning and joining the fight.

    "Come on, Princess. Let's get outta here!" Rocket whisper shouts to you as he pulls your hand. He leads you out the back door with Groot close behind.

    As soon as you're out and take a quick look around for more guards, the three of you make a run for the ship. Rocket quickly leaps into his seat and flies the ship out of there as fast as it can go. After you're in the clear, Rocket switches the ship to auto pilot and drags his feet back over to you.

    "I can't believe we made it out of there alive." Rocket says before plopping down next to you.

    "You were right. That bar was filled with people that wanted to be my friend. We should go back there some time and thank them." You say as you lean your head back against the wall.

    "Yeah. Maybe get them all a shot of that weird red stuff."

    "Hey, that stuff was good!" You punch Rocket's arm playfully. He huffs and leans against you with a big yawn.

    "Ya know, I'm actually kinda glad we didn't leave you back there and that you aren't getting married to some snob right now." Rocket mumbles as he slides from leaning on your shoulder down onto your lap.

    "Me too." You say as you start to slump and lazily pet Rocket's head.

    Rocket lets out a final yawn and curls into you. You both lay there; warmed by each other's body heat and glad you are where you are.