I opened my eyes and left sleep behind as I studied my suroundings. Rocket had already gone off somewere, because he wasn't in bed.

I streched and went in look for breakfast.

I silently stepped in the way of the dinning room/kitchen, but then hesatated. I wasn't so sure if I wanted to go in there alone.

Sure, I had been with these people long, and they knew me well...But still, when your only about two inches tall, things can look a lot more scary.

There was really only two people I felt comepletly safe with, my brother, Groot and Rocket.

So I made my desision: I was going to find Rocket.

Thankfully, I had a pretty good idea were he would be. My suspisons were confermed as soon as I peered into the doorway. There was Rocket: twidling around with all of his tech stuff.

"Rocket take Greeta to breakfast?"

Normally, to everyone it would just sound like I am Greeta but the crew knew me for so long, they had learned to figure out what I said.

Rocket clicked a butten, but it just flew up sparks. "Greeta, your too attached. Go to breakfast with Gamora or Peter or something. I'm busy."

I wouldnt take no as an answer. I reatched up and climbed onto the desk. Rocket noticed this. "Fine then, don't eat but you're going to be hungry."

I ignored his warning and focused on his work. He was right though, I was hungry. Rocket was in the middle of his project when my stomach let out a roar of hunger.

Rocket threw down his screwdriver. "Ah fine! The gult is just too much! You get your wish."

I jumped up and down with happiness, I wasnt sure how long I could go without eating. I reached up for Rocket.

"I know perfectly well you can get up there by yourself." Rocket accused.

I sent him a look of pure cuteness, one that no one could look at and not give me what I wanted. He sighed and put me on his shoulder. "I dont know how I keep relenting to you..."

We arived in the dining room/kitchen after everyone else. Unluckly for me, Gamora was still there eating.

Rocket went up to the counter and got something for him to eat. While I searched for the perfect bug to eat outside.

Rocket found me there, about to swallow a delisous bug and rushed to me telling me to spit it out. I reluctently did, sad that I had wasted such an amazing meal.

"Why?" I pouted.

"Why! Because it's descusting, thats why!"

"But I like it!"

"Well I dont like it!"

"Hmph" I folded my arms.

Rocket softened, "come on, let's go get you some real food."

He lifted me onto his shoulder and I snuggled into his warm fur. Rocket chuckled and raided the cubards for something I could eat.

"What do you like anyway?"

His question was answered by Gamora, who was putting her emty plate away. "Try giving her some nuts or berries. That's what Groot eats." She sugested.

Rocket searched for berries in the cubard. While I hoped off his shoulder and-without him noticing- slipped out the window to look for bugs.

However, Rocket must have sensed that I was up to no good and called out, "DONT look for bugs Greeta."

My plan been found out, I sat down in frustration. I liked berries, but I LOVED bugs. Maybe my brother could relate.

"Groot! Groot!" I called out for my brother, I had not seen him all day.

"Groot!" I called out again. I stood up and begain to search around, forgeting about breakfast.

He was probally somewere with Peter, since I had not seen him all morning either.

I climbed through Peter's window and asked him. "Peter see Groot?"

"No I have not seen Groot." He replied distracted.

"Okay."

I left Peter's room and gathered up strength to go talk with Drax. To me, Drax was the very scariest, with his loud voice and huge body.

I squezed my eyes shut. I would do it for Groot. I made my way to his room and peeked my head in slightly.

"D-D-Drax s-seen Gr-Groot?" My voice shook.

Drax turned his huge body twards me and I fought the erge to hide.

"No I havent seen Groot, are you looking for him?" His voice was perfectly level but it felt like he was shouting in my ear.

I nodded my head silently, not trusting my voice to hold.

"Well good luck on that."

I nodded again and darted back into the hallway.

My stomach rumbled, reminding me that I was still hungry. Maybe if I ate, I could think of how find Groot.

When I made it into the dining room I was overwealmed with worry.

Rocket came up to me and lifted me up quickly. I would have fell off if I hadnt held onto his thumb.

Where were you?! I was looking everywere! Why did you run off without telling me!?"

I lowered my head. "Greeta is sorry. Greeta look for Groot."

"Well you could have told me instead of making me think you had been kidnaped!" Rocket sighed and sat down.

Gamora smiled secretly.

"What are you smiling about!" Rocket yapped.

I apologized again. "Greeta make Rocket happy? Greeta help Rocket?"

Rocket was consitering this when he was (rudely) interupted by Peter.

"Groot is gone!"

Everyone spiraled into panic. Controled panic.

"Did he run off?" Gamora asked.

"Are you sure he isnt just hiding?" Rocket franticly asked.

Rocket was the one who cared for me and Groot the most. And if there was a soft spot in his heart, it was because of us.

Peter dismised all the questions. "I already scaned the entire ship and there was no trace of him."

We all fell silent as we thought of ways we could find him. Then Rocket's eyes lit up with an idea. "Greeta, dont you have one of those telepathic twin things were you can sense Groot or whatever?"

Gamora scolded him. "This isnt time for games Rocket."

"I might-" I gulped as I saw everyones eyes on me. "I might be able to do it..."

Rocket did a dance of victory. "I was right, you were wrong. Oh oh oh!"

They all cast him a dirty look at turned their attention back to me. I swallowed my fear and went on. "J-Just give me a minute."

I closed my eyes and pretended no one was there. Groot...Groot...Groot...There! I could see Groot in some type of cage with people beside him with gold colored skin...The soonname!

"Groot is with the soonname." I said opening my eyes.

Everyone looked at me with blank expressions.

Rocket spoke up. "Who is the soonname?"

"The gold people!" I supplied.

"Oooh!" Everyone said at once.

"Close enough." Rocket said. "Well what are we waiting for? Let's go kick some gold butt!"

"Not so fast." Peter stopped him. "What if it's some trap?"

"So what? We have saved the galixy two times if I recall correctly. We can even take a little gold while we're there!"

Drax laughed loundly and I covered my ears.

"Well I guess we should rescue Groot. Lets suit up!" Peter tried.

"You sound like a little kids show." Gamora snickered.

"I know!" Peter called from the hall.

"Well I guess we should get ready." Gamora and everyone left except for me and Rocket.

I tried my look of cuteness on him but he sheilded his eyes. "Nope you have to."

I grumpily complained. "Do I have to?"

Rocket looked at me with a sarcastic look written all over his face. "Only if you want to live."

I moaned and slowly draged myself to my room.

"Oh stop being a drama queen." Rocket called after me.

I just hmphed in response and kept on dragging myself.

I made it inside my makeshift room. Appearently rooms didnt come in my size. But I would be able to get a normal room once I grew up.

I tiredly went through my small closet. Ha! Thats a joke my closet only held one thing: my uniform.

I unhappily put it on. Normally, Flora Colossis, my species, didnt have to wear clothes. But I have to wear this' they said.

I made my way to the control room where everyone was waiting.

I tugged and pulled at my clothes until Rocket told me to quit. Then I started rolling around to be annoying.

"Greeta, if you arent going to help then go sit in the corner."

I climbed down Rocket's chair and made my way to the corner, where I spent the rest of the ride laying face down on the floor.

"We're here." Peter declaired.

I didnt move an inch of my body. Rocket draged me up and placed my limp body on his shoulder.

"Greeta, really?" Peter said, noticing me.

I humphed back and stayed were I was.

"Okay then if you are going to be like this then we are going to leave you on the ship Greeta." Peter said sternly.

I still didnt move. Rocket started to pull me off his shoulder. I scrambled to find something to cling onto.

Peter took that as a 'okay fine I will behave' and left me alone.

"You know Rocket, the reason she's grumpy is because you kept her up the whole night." Peter said, casualy placing the blame.

"Me! Your the one who had to give her your sugary cafine drink last night!"

And they were at it again.

"Both of you stop!" Gamora but in. "We're here."