It was like any other normal day in Xandar. People walking the streets in harmony, children playing, friends getting together, and a giant tree man drinking from the city's fountain again.

Lianna giggled and said "Ok Groot, I think you had enough water." She put her hands on Groot's shoulders and directed him away from the fountain. She sat Groot back down on a bench and gave him a bottle of water. "If you need water or anything just ask me, ok?" Lianna said. Groot nodded, and proceeded to figure out how to open up the plastic contraption. Lianna giggled again and helped Groot out.

"I am Groot," he said.

"And that was a thank you?" she asked. Groot nodded his head and she smiled at him.

"WHAT!" Lianna knew only one person that was able to yell louder than Groot; Rocket. She went over to the trading booth that Rocket was at to see what's going on, and she hoped it wasn't another fight.

"Look here buddy," Rocket was standing on the counter with his arms crossed, "I gave you a Marconian mineral that's worth about twenty to twenty-five units, and you give me ten!"

"Sorry bud," the trade merchant said, "The mineral has a huge dent in the side, which their fore lowers the price,"

Rocket squeezed his fists. He whipped out his plasma gun and pointed it to the merchants head. Rocket growled at him and was about to pull the trigger when he felt someone put their hands on him. He whipped his head around and saw it was Lianna, standing there and looking at him like he was in trouble.

"Let me handle this," Lianna said. Rocket obeyed her and lowered the gun down. The merchant was still shaken, but relieved.

"Heres the deal buddy," she stated, putting her elbows on the counter, "That mineral costs precisely twenty-five units and you have given him ten units. Why is that?" her voice was straight and definite, making the merchant feel uneasy.

"B-Because there is a large indentation on the side of the mineral," he stammered.

"Then how about this," Lianna reached into her satchel and pulled out a small test tube of red liquid. "This is Langarian blood. Has the ability to change your body or body part size and or length for six to twelve hours until it wears off. If I give you this will you give us the fifteen other units were are missing?"

The merchant just gazed upon the short valve with great interest. "Deal!" he said and went to grabbed it.

Lianna dodged his swipe and wagged her finger. "Not until we get the money for it,"

The merchant quickly gave them the coins and grabbed the alien blood. He wondered over the test tube of its mystical property.

"And that's how you bargain," Lianna said, smiling her smug smile to Rocket. He smirked back, knowing she always knew how to bargain up a better deal.

"But before you go," the merchant said, "Whose Langarian blood is this?"

"Oh, mine of course," she said.

"Your not a Langarian! You're a Terran!"

"My father was Terran, and mother Langarian,"

"Then show me your half Langarian missy," Rocket knew that man should've not called her that.

"I think we need to go Lianna," Rocket tugged on her brown, leather jacket.

"Calm down rat boy we still have some business to do," the merchant said.

"Rat boy!" Rocket yelled. "Oh you done it now jackass! Show'em Lianna!"

Lianna nodded with a smirk. She stepped back and stretched her stomach to reach the top of the merchant's tent and she ripped off his sign. She shrunk back to her normal form and dropped the sign on his counter.

"Good luck gettin' up there," Lianna said. The merchant was just flabbergasted. Rocket grabbed the rest of the units and jumped down from the counter.

"Shall we be headin' back my fair lady," Rocket joked.

"Yes, indeed we should," Lianna said. They both laughed as they headed back to the gang.

"Hey, where were you two," Peter asked. "We're just about to leave when we only found Groot here."

"Oh we were just bargaining a bit Quill, calm those man boobs of yours," Lianna said. Rocket broke out laughing.

"That's not funny," Peter glared at Lianna, who was smiling at him. Peter continued to stared at her to make his point, but ended up smiling as well.

"Ok ok, I admit that was pretty funny," he said. "But next time tell one of us that your saving Rocket's sorry ass from getting scammed again."

"Hey! I can't help it that I end up doin' some damage on somethin', I'm not gentle!" Rocket said.

"Ok, calm down bud, he was joking," Lianna said rubbing Rocket's head.

"Actually I wasn't," Peter said. Rocket growled at him and went to grab his gun. Lianna squatted down and grabbed his shoulder.

"Hey, I'll handle him Rocket, ok?" she said calmly. Rocket nodded his head and she smiled and let go of his shoulder. Lianna stood up straight and crossed her arms as she walked closer to Peter.

"Remember that joke about your man boobs, I wasn't joking either," she said. "They were so stiff it looked like you hiding tea cups in your shirt."

Peter just stared her in the eye, but looked away, knowing he might get beat up if he said something else.

He cleared his throat and said "Shall we leave now?"

Lianna looked at Rocket. He nodded in agreement and Lianna said "We can go now. I think we done enough bargaining today." She smiled at Rocket and he smiled back. They both headed to the Milano and walked up the ramp.

"You coming or what?" Rocket yelled to Peter.

"Yeah, I'm comin'" Peter said. He jogged up the ramp and it enclosed itself back into the ship. The thrusters kicked on and the ship began to lift off the ground.

"So where should we go now that we collected the award money?" Peter said, sitting in the pilot's seat and pressing some control buttons.

"I still think it is proper to celebrate of our new member," Drax said.

"Yeah Lianna, you deserve it," Rocket said. "You were the one who caught the guy, so why not!"

"Oh I guess so if you want to so badly," Lianna said. "I don't really care as long as we all have a good time,"

"Perhaps Knowhere for the celebration?" Gamora insisted.

"I am Groot," Groot said.

"Oh don't worry, that stupid collector guy isn't after us," Rocket said, seating himself. "I heard he's interested in wine tastin' now, and somethin' else too." Lianna giggled to the reminder of what this collector guy also did as she shrank down to sit on Rocket's shoulder. Rocket chuckled too and looked at Lianna,who was smiling and swinging her legs rhythmically to the tempo of "Hooked on a Feeling."

"To Knowhere it is!" Peter said, and turned up the music. The Milano lifted higher off the ground and began to fly to sky.

"Peter, why's that blinking?" Gamora asked. Peter looked at the dash and saw that the 'half empty gas tank' light was blinking.

"The tank's only half full?" Peter was confused. "How's that?"

Rocket let out a nervous chuckle and said "I didn't exactly fill it up the whole way when we stopped last time,"

"Then what were you doing beside filling up the tank?" Drax said. everyone's attention was on Rocket. He pulled at his collar, making sure he didn't knock down Lianna too.

"Because I was kinda too busy staring at some girl," Rocket was glad that no one can see him deeply blushing underneath his fur, but they might be able to tell since his ears were down.

"Well then I guess the trip's gonna be a little long since we'll have to stop on the way there," Peter said.

Rocket gave an embarrassed chuckle. Lianna just smiled and scratched Rocket's neck. He hummed in enjoyment from the sensation.

"Just a little higher," he said to Lianna. She went further up his neck, his humming increasing volume and pitch. "A little to the left," she went to right, and Rocket's leg began moving.

"Oooh yeaaah," Rocket said. Lianna giggled and continued to scratch at Rocket's 'sweet spot'.

"Might as well stop now at a nearby planet to fuel up," Peter said.

"Then lets stop at that one Peter," Gamora pointed out to the red and green planet on the left.

"Then onward we'll go," Peter steered the ship to the planet and increased speed. Rocket was still enjoying himself with Lianna's lovely scratching on his neck.

Peter landed the Milano beside the fuel tank at the gas station. He turned his attention to Rocket then.

"Rocket," Peter said, "You will be filling the tank with the help of Lianna since you messed up last time,"

Lianna jumped off Rocket's shoulder and grew back to her normal size. "Sure thing Quill," she said.

"It's not my fault the girl was so damn pretty," Rocket blushingly murmured as he slid out of his seat. The both of them walked down the ship and to the dock where the ramp opened up.

"I'll go pay the clerk for the gas and you put it in the tank," Lianna said walking down the ramp.

"Sounds like a plan to me," he said. Lianna pulled out some money from her pockets and ran to the store. Rocket leaned against the ship as she went to pay.

"Since you messed up, phfft," Rocket mocked Peter. He couldn't believe Peter didn't trust him now with just filling up a ship with gas. He started grumbling curses under his breath when he heard the store door open.

"You can put it in Rocket! I just need to grabbed somethin'," Lianna yelled from the door before pulling herself back in.

"Ok," Rocket yelled back. He went over to the gas stand and reached for the pumps, but soon learned he can't reach.

"Goddamn it!" he cursed loudly. "How come I always fuckin' end up too short for so many god damn stuff!" He kicked the side of the stand, but didn't think twice that it was made out of metal.

"SON OF VA BITCH!" Rocket hopped around on his one foot until he stopped to look at it. WHY DID I KICK THAT THING! He thought in his head. So stupid of me, so fuckin' STUPID!

"Is everything ok Rocket?" Lianna asked walking out the store.

"No I-" Rocket couldn't help but to stare at her as she walked over to him. Oh. My. God. Rocket felt like his heart detonated. The way the light hits off her red hair and... and how it causes a glowing effect all around her body. It's like she sent from heaven and came to save me. Rocket continued to stare at Lianna as she came closer to him.

"Hello? Are you ok?" Lianna squatted down to eyesight level to Rocket, wondering what he was staring at. "Rocket?" she snapped her fingers a couple of times and he finally snapped out of it.

"S-Sorry, I kinda spaced out there," Rocket blushed and rubbed his neck.

"It's ok, but what happened? You've been holding your foot for a while now," Rocket looked down and saw he was still doing it.

"O-Oh, I accidentally hit it off the gas stand," he kinda lied.

"Well is it ok? From what I heard from inside you sounded like you were in a lot of pain," Lianna took his foot in her hand and examined it. Rocket couldn't help but to blush more.

"Yeah, found out the painful way that the things made of steel," He tried to keep calm with her holding his foot and rubbing it. He winced when she rubbed his toes.

"Oh sorry!" Lianna quickly retreated her hand from his foot.

"No no, it's fine. Just means you found the spot," Rocket gripped on to her shoulder so he didn't lose balance.

"Here, just lemme," she picked him up and cradled him in her arms. "You can relax while I just take over for you," Lianna picked up the pump and inserted it into the ship.

Rocket just felt like a baby. He quickly looked around for anyone and was relieved to see no one in sight. Lianna giggled and started rocking him, humming a sweet little melody too. But what embarrassed Rocket the most was when she lifted his hurt foot to her face and gave it a little kiss. Rocket took her hair and hid with it, trying to hide his love-flustred face.

"D-Did I go too far?" Lianna asked. "It's some weird, natural instinct I learned Langarians have, I-I'm sorry," she quickly stopped the rocking and humming. Rocket poked his head out from under her hair.

"Um... n-no Lianna, you didn't so much!" Rocket was trying to find the words he wanted to say. "I mean, I-I...," Rocket sighed. "What I'm tryin' to say is it's ok Lianna," Lianna looked at him surprised. "I could use a little caring now and then, but just make sure you don't do it a lot in front of the guys, they'll think I'm goin' soft,"

Lianna smiled and said "I promise." Just then the tank got full. Lianna put the pump back and closed the gas lid on the ship. "Come on, we better get back inside,"

"Yeah, good idea," Rocket said, and she started up the ramp.

"What was takin' you guys so long?" Peter asked.

"Oh we were-" Lianna looked at Rocket, who was blushing and his ears were down. "Um, we just had some difficulties with the cashier, and Rocket's foot got stomped on by the dude. Tought him a lesson for hurtin' him,"

"You sure it wasn't just a mistake?" Drax asked.

"No it wasn't a mistake!" Rocket lied. "The son of a bitch literally crushed my foot!"

"Well is your foot ok?" Gamora asked.

"His foot was throbbing afterwards, but it'll be better by the time we get to Knowhere," Lianna said sitting down in Rocket's seat.

"Well I'm just glad that you guys are back on the ship with the tank full, right?" Peter asked.

"Yup," Lianna said.

"Well then Knowhere we go!" Peter turned the Milano on and flew to the sky.

Rocket started to yawn and his eyes dropping a little.

"You tired Rocket?" Lianna asked him.

"Yeah, I guess," Rocket yawned again.

"Well here," Lianna adjusted Rocket's position and tilted the seat back a little. "You can just sleep on me until we're there,"

"U-Uh," he was blushing wildly. Fuck! Ain't this a sticky situation! he thought. There's only two ways for me to sleep! Do I curl up like a fucking cat on her lap, or do I man up and lay on her boobs! AAAAASDFGHJKL!

"Well? Are you going to sleep or what?" Lianna caught Rocket's attention.

"U-Um, yeah. I'm going to," Rocket gently laid himself down on her, feeling like a fever was running. But as soon as he put his head down, she quietly started humming a familiar lullaby Rocket heard before. The vibrations from her chest soothing his mind and making him sleepy. He forgot about why he was scared to laid down on her in the first place.

Gamora tapped Peter's shoulder and pointed back to Lianna. The both of them were surprised and happy to see Rocket actually sleeping. Rocket hardly slept; He would stay up and build stuff without sleeping a bit, but now he's actually dozing off; Dozing off on the girl who seems to never to leave his side.