"Wow, Rocket's pretty brillant and growing everyday, and mayve he needs to make some friends and he's the right age to start playgroup, but it's up to you, Marshmallow." Herbeet told him. It was the nest mornibg in the penthouse apartment and Herbert and Rocket Senior were having breakfast and Rocket was eating as Herbert had gotten him tupperware as he was starting to progress into the toddler-stage of his life so they had clapped when he was drinking out of his cup which made him feel empowered seeing Rocket Senior guess Herbert had a point saying he'd think about it but Herbert was taking him to the indoor playground so he could make friends. "Don't worry I'll be careful with ohr lil one but you should cone too, we xan have coffee." he told him. Rocket Senior nodded as he was leaving with them, after putting Rocket in the baby bjorn and leaving the apartment holding paws makihg Rocket grin at this.
At the indoor laygroubd, lil Rocket was explorihg and Herbeet was helping him like the playground which RocketSenior was finding sweet as he'd got him and Herbert coffee from the cafe nearby seeing Rocket playing with a lil walrus youngster in a wheelchair making him grin at his lil one's sweetness seeing an elder walrus male in a wheelchair in armohr making Herbert grin at this knowing who it was. "That's Wal-Rus and his son, Teefs is the one Rocket's playing with, Marshmallow." he explained to him. "Ohhhhhh that's cool as I thought Rocket and me were the only ones on Wondergore that're hyper evolved animals." he told Herbert making him get it.
"Wondergore is home to many life forms but I'll help you, maybe make some friends." he told Rocket Senior
"I guess Herbie, but Rocket seems, to have made a friend in Teefs." he heard Herbert say to him making him curious as he sensed he didn't have many friends and would help him the way bringing Rocket here was going to help him make friends but saw after a while the toddler was getting tired so were going home only Herbert noticed Rocket Senior was quiet guessing he was thinking about things.
"Maybe it would be okay, if he started playgroup." he told Herbert as they were putting Rocket down for a nap making him grin, as he knew this would benefit Rocket'ssocial skills than staying in the apartment but making lunch for them and would make some for Rocket when he woke up. "It'll be okay and he was playing with Teefs so it'll work but we should help you make a friend." Herbert told him hearing Rocket Senior sigh.
"It's not that I don't want to make friends, I just findit hard, Herbie plus Halfworlders on ohr side can be judgey." he said.
"Really, is where you lived there dangerous, you can trust me." Herbert said.
"The so called president of Halfworld, Phillip Otter messed the planet up after overthrowing the king who ruled before and made the nice, rich side for him and other families like his, then the poir side where families like ours lived where there wasn't much plus there was fighting. So you being agood king makes me happy, Rocket too." he explained seeing tears in Herbeet's eyes hugging him gently
"It's okay buddy, we're safe now here with you." he reassured him seeing Herbert nodding.
That evening, after putting Rocket to bed both Herbert and Rocket Senior were on the couch watching TV and drinking tea but eating Rice Krispy squares relaxing and hanging out talking about things like Rocket being in playgroup which was a good thing plus noticed Rocket Senior was sleepy seeing him zone out kissing his furry forehead but was tired so was falling asleep beside him. The next morning, they were waking up noticing Rocket was there on the carpeted floor.
"Somebody escaped their crib, and an escape-artist, let's go make breakfast okay, let daddy sleep." Herbert told the toddler kit taking him to the kitchen putting him in his highchair but was making coffee for him and Rocket Senior making him chuckle hearing Rocket drumming pouring juice into his cup putting it in front of him seeing him drinking as Rocket Senior walked in surprised Rocket was awake. "He escaped his crib as I found him on the floor of the living-room this morning." Herbert told him.
"Awwww, I think he needs a new bed." he told him, making Rocket curious not understandihg what his dads were saying scrunching up his snout. "I wonder what they're saying, as they're probabky not understanding what I'm saying." he said eating but getting a lil messy as Herbert noticed this cleaning him up, putting robes on the infant-kit making Rocket Senior impressed by how he looked.