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[ Hey, you know who hasn't graced the network in a while?
This tiny monster.
You know who understands how the network works and thinks it's neat?
That same tiny monster.
When the camera clicks on, Groot is standing way too close to the screen, and all that can be seen are his gigantic, black eyes. There's a muffled, "I am Groot?" and then he's setting the communicator down and taking a few steps back until he's mostly visible from the waist up. He waves cheerfully at the camera, and then reaches offscreen to produce...
This bad boy.
He waves it around effortlessly; even if it's already extended, it's clearly near weightless. An excellent blade, all around.
Not excellent for children, however.
Offscreen, Gamora's voice sounds distant:
"Peter, have you seen my—"
Her feet appear in the camera's view, followed by a sharp, reprimanding, ]
Groot! Give that back! You're going to hurt yourself!
[ And she's stomping over to snatch away her sword.
Groot whines when Gamora takes Godslayer, and after a brief pause, the sapling is bursting into immediate, earsplitting bawling.
Sorry to anyone next door or on the adjacent floors. ]
Ugh.
[ She scoops up her communicator, too. It takes a second for her to notice that Groot turned it on, but then she clicks off the feed. ]
[ Following after that disaster: ]
Who has experience dealing with tantrums?
This tiny monster.
You know who understands how the network works and thinks it's neat?
That same tiny monster.
When the camera clicks on, Groot is standing way too close to the screen, and all that can be seen are his gigantic, black eyes. There's a muffled, "I am Groot?" and then he's setting the communicator down and taking a few steps back until he's mostly visible from the waist up. He waves cheerfully at the camera, and then reaches offscreen to produce...
This bad boy.
He waves it around effortlessly; even if it's already extended, it's clearly near weightless. An excellent blade, all around.
Not excellent for children, however.
Offscreen, Gamora's voice sounds distant:
"Peter, have you seen my—"
Her feet appear in the camera's view, followed by a sharp, reprimanding, ]
Groot! Give that back! You're going to hurt yourself!
[ And she's stomping over to snatch away her sword.
Groot whines when Gamora takes Godslayer, and after a brief pause, the sapling is bursting into immediate, earsplitting bawling.
Sorry to anyone next door or on the adjacent floors. ]
Ugh.
[ She scoops up her communicator, too. It takes a second for her to notice that Groot turned it on, but then she clicks off the feed. ]
[ Following after that disaster: ]
Who has experience dealing with tantrums?
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Hey, Groot. Sorry you don't get to play with sharp pointy things, but those're crazy dangerous.
[He digs around in his backpack, pulling out a DVD box to offer him to look at. It's clearly some sort of animated Lord of the Rings spin-off thing, but Peter had gotten it because it focused a lot on the Ents; he thinks Groot would get a kick out of it.]
If you promise not to touch her sharp scary sword, how about we watch this cool movie?
It's got a bunch of tree people kicking the crap out of really bad guys. Like, they are seriously so cool, like you.
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From where Groot has rebelliously sprawled himself out on the seat of the chair (instead of sitting on it properly), he pushes himself up to look at Peter. He still looks grumpy, which is funny for someone who's basically a tree, and he skeptically examines the DVD, then Peter.
Apparently, tree people are decent enough bribery. ]
I am Groot.
[ Gamora sighs with something close to relief. ]
That's a yes.
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[He gives Gamora a thumbs up, so entirely confident in his plan.]
... You guys have a TV, right?
[Okay, mostly confident in his plan.]
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You think Peter lives in this apartment without one?
[ Which is to say: yes, they have a TV. They spend a lot of time making use of it, as a matter of fact. ]
Over in the living room.
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[He says it as he parkours over the back of the couch. What an athletic young boy!]
You're gonna love Middle Earth stuff, Groot; I'm not gonna throw any spoilers at you, but it's so cool.
[He's in the process of turning everything on when he gives pause and throws an arm over the back of the couch. Apparently, something is deeply troubling.] Hey, Gamora. How do you learn Grootanese? ... Grootish?
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Just Groot.
[ Plain and simple. ]
It takes time. You'll start to hear it, the longer you stay around him.
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[He looks down at Groot, sitting with his feet criss-crossed in front of him (pay no mind to the shoes that don't match, long story).]
We'd totally watch a ton of movies 'til we passed out, right?
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Gamora just shakes her head (with the hint of a smile). ]
We could use a reliable babysitter. But he can be... difficult.
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Oh, that's alright. I mean, I've handled some pretty big tantrums before. [Pete is literally talking about a man shooting at him with a gun. Or an alien throwing acid at him. Hideous.] Besides, I went through some crazy behaviors when I was little, so I get it. No judgement here.
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We'll call you next time.
[ But more importantly: ]
... Why don't your shoes match?
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Hm?
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They're both black?
[So clearly they're matching.]
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Peter.
[ oh look it's the half-threat-half-disappointment voice she uses on big pete ]
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I just lost one goofing off with the other kids, that's all.
I'll get some new ones later!
[This boy is accident prone and is always losing shit, wow.]
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Do it tomorrow.
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[BUT MOOOOoooom.]
Groot, cover me here, you think my shoes are fine! Right?
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Gamora has that smug look on her face now. ]
Get. New. Shoes.
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[He clears his throat, mumbling under his breath.]
... When I can afford them...
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[ . . . ]
What.
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What what?
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[ NOT. ACCEPTABLE. ]
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... F-funny how that happens, huh?
[Don't even get him into the money he spends as Spider-Man.]
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She's just staring at him for a long moment, and then: ]
What size are your feet?
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[He wags his hand like this is the MOST IMPOSSIBLE THING OFFERED.]
I swear, I can get my own! I'll cut someone's yard or something. You, you - you don't gotta get me shoes. I'm solid.
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