Peter walked down the ladder and saw Vixen in the kitchen with a bottle of beer in her clawed hand.

"Hey Vix," Pete said with a grin as he entered to kitchen, "You excited?"

She gave him an odd look, "Excited about what?"

"Um, the date you and Rocket are going on."

"Oh yes, the date," she grumbled.

Peter seemed to be a little taken back by this, "So you don't want to go?"

Vixen sighed, "No, no, I'll go, I just wasn't-" she paused, "Expecting it."

He nodded, "Yeah I know how that is, there's been many a time where a girl would-"

"Quill."

Peter stopped and eyed her expression; it was the expression of annoyance, "Anyway, so uh got anything special planned, other than the gun show?"

She was silent for a moment and then grinned, "Nothing really, Rocket's going to buy me a drink but other than that-"

"I thought he didn't have any units on him?"

"Well I'll let Rocket worry about that."

Peter hummed and hesitated to ask another question, "So uh, got anything to wear?"

She wheezed out a laugh, "You gotta be kidding right? Pete, I'm an animal, you really think I'm going to wear a little pink dress with bows in my fur?"

"No I thought you'd wear something different from that dirty old black hoodie."

Vixen was silent for a moment, "Maybe, but it ain't gonna be a dress!"

"Alright, alright, no need to bite my head off!" Peter said holding up his hands in defense.

She sighed and jumped off the table and out of the kitchen; she walked over to Rocket who was building something in the corner.

"On our date you're buying me a drink."

His ears perked up, "What, Vixen I don't have that type of-"

"Hey you're forcing me to do this I think buying me a drink is one of the better things you can do."

"I thought the gun was enough."

"Nope," she said as she walked past him.

Rocket sighed and shook his head as Groot walked in.

"I am Groot?"

"Huh? Yeah, it's true, sadly," Rocket mumbled.

"I am Groot?"

"It didn't go as I planned."

"I am Groot?"

Rocket frowned, he felt like a total idiot for telling Peter that him and Vix were going out on a date. His ears perked up when he thought of something.

"Because I meant it to be a friendly date not a date-date," he sighed dramatically as Vixen popped her head out her bedroom door, "Now I must break the poor girls heart, she's hopelessly in love with me."

"As if!" Vixen called out with a scoff, "I love Quill more then you!"

"I am Groot."

"She is very bitter isn't she?"

"Oh you've seen nothing yet fur ball!"

Rocket darted off in the opposite direction as Vixen chanced after him, they both zoomed past Peter and Gamora.

"You know sometimes I regret letting them stay here," Peter sighed.

Gamora nodded and hummed, "Yes, I thought they were dating?"

"Supposedly they are."

"I'm not an expert on these types of things but wouldn't they be more cuddle and less tackle?"

Peter chuckled, "Depends on what they're doing 'Mora."

She rolled her eyes, "Why do you think they're like this?"

He shrugged, "Maybe that's how they show their affection for one another. I once knew this dealer who always called his wife names and she called him worse names, basically they never stopped fighting. But that's how they showed affection for one another; they are still married to this day and have been together for almost 45 years now."

"You believe that's how Rocket and Vixen are?"

"Maybe or maybe they just don't like each other, at least romantically."

They both remained silent as Vixen tackled Rocket to the ground and roughly held his hands behind his back.

"Say you're sorry!"

"No!"

"Say it!"

"There's nothing to apologize for!"

"You called me bitter!"

"Because you are!"

"I thought you cared about me!"

Rocket growled, "I'd care about a bug more then I would you!"

"Guys, guys, what's going on with you two?" Peter said with a confused look.

Vixen looked up and him and then let go of Rocket, "Uhh, nothing, just the usual."

"I thought you two would be more caring and less normal," Gamora stated as she leaned against the wall.

"Why would we?"

"Because you're going out on a date."

"So?"

Gamora and Peter both gave each other odd looks, Peter then shook his head, "Fine, whatever floats your boat."

Rocket cocked his head, "Who even says that anymore?"

"Quill does," Vixen answered as Peter rested his thumb and index finger on the bridge of his nose.

"Alright, listen, we're going to be at Knowhere soon so I suggest you two straighten up or there will be no going for you!"

The two mutants sighed and answered, "Fine."

Peter took a deep breath before going into his room and putting on one of his songs. Gamora left to do her own thing as well as Groot which left Rocket and Vixen again alone.

"So was wrestle some more?"

Rocket shook his head, "Nah, I have better things to do."

Vixen's ears fell flat on her head, "But Rocky, I'm so bored!"

"Too bad," he answered as he sat down in the corner and continued to work on his weapon.

She sighed and sat down next to mind, "Mind if I at least watch?"

He shrugged, "I don't care."

Vixen hummed out another sigh as Rocket hummed a tune while he worked. After a while she felt herself get a little tired, she grinned and rested her head on Rocket's shoulder. She could feel him tense and saw his clawed hands imminently stop what they were doing.

"Am I bugging you?"

"No, you're distracting me."

She looked up at him and smiled, "So I'm not bugging you when I do this?"

"Vixen," he growled.

"Alright grumpy, no need to be like that," she huffed as she pulled away from him.

Once she moved her head Rocket went back to working on his bomb, "Listen, once we're at Knowhere was get out and go towards this gun show that I told Quill we were going. Once we're out of sight we turn and head towards the gun dealer, I know a shortcut that shouldn't let us been seen."

"Is it an alleyway?" Vixen questioned with a grin.

Rocket scoffed, "No, it's a rooftop, seriously what do you take me for?"

"I'm sorry I ever doubted you," She said sarcastically.

"Apology accepted, now once we get the parts we need we'll come back here and hopefully the others will be out at a bar or something. We'll hide the stuff in my room and then just stay here, when Quill gets back I'll tell him the date didn't go well."

"Alright that's fine, or we can hide the stuff and then go gets drinks like I told Quill we would."

Rocket sighed, hoping she had forgotten, "Fine, but you owe me."

"Hmm, no."

"No?!"

"Yeah, no, this is supposed to be a 'date' and usually the man pays for the meal and or drinks."

"I thought you didn't want to go out on a date-"

"Rocky, I want the booze, that's all."

Rocket groaned, "Fine, do you realize how much you drive me nuts?"

She smirked, "I know, why you think I hang around with you all the time?"

"Hey love birds, we're almost to Knowhere!" Peter called from the cockpit.

Vixen stood up, "Well, I better go see what other clothes I have."

"I thought you said-"

"Quill has brought to my attention that this hoodie is terribly dirty so I suppose I could at least change my hoodie."

Rocket shrugged, "Whatever you think is best."

I hope you all liked it and I'm sorry for any misspelling or OOC moments. Comments are always helpful and thanks for reading! :)