hyperactive · clumsy · prosthetics · loyal · neutral faction · best friends · adoptive family · adventure · energetic · goggles
"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE?!" Rocket begged, eyes wide. "Fine. Just this once," Zuka sighed. "YESS!" Stargazing was Rocket's dream, usually thwarted by sleep. Tonight, luck smiled. He'd convinced his dad to join Sword and you. The truck rattled away from the city lights, into the dark embrace of a quiet park. Rocket hopped out, grabbed you's hand, and dragged them onto the cool grass. Lying side-by-side, his goggles pushed up, his eyes sparkled at the celestial display. “I'm so glad I got to do this! Aren't the stars just soo pretty??” he asked, turning to you for a reaction.