Prompt: Romantis and domestic prompt 1...I can see them walking around a shop and Rocket knows exactly what he needs but Mantis is convinced this thing is a deal you can't miss.

Mantis had gasped at the first thing she saw, and that was right when they'd passed the sliding doors at their first destination. Rocket knew right then that this had been a mistake, asking Mantis to come with him to help get supplies they could stock before their next mission.

She'd skipped right on over to what Quill might've referred to as an 'ice cream' stand and had pressed her hands against the cold glass separating her from the frozen treats before turning those big, beguiling eyes to Rocket. Consequently, the raccoon was the one with all the units.

"Flarkin' capitalism… jeopardizing… disgrace ta society…"

Rocket had muttered under his breath, but had paid accordingly and felt attacked when those stupid butterflies in his stomach emerged once again as Mantis thanked him sincerely.

Thank the stars, however, he'd wrangled her into following him stopping for another detour while they went from store to store. They were nearly at the end of their spree when, amid all of her 'ooh'ing' and 'ahh'ing', Mantis fell behind once again.

"Mantis, would ya keep up?" Rocket asked, squaring up his shoulders as he tried to keep his attention on the data pad in his paws and not at the blatant stares from every corner of the strip mall.

"But look, this is on sale!" Mantis chirped.

Rocket sighed, but turned around and walked to where she was ogling. It wasn't the kind of store that he'd imagined Mantis to be interested in - even if it was colorful and full of a million and one bottle-sized distractions.

"You wan' us to buy pills? Why d'ya need," Rocket squinted at the enormous holograph with a too-large, too-bright 'SALE!' sign blinking at them. "Elefino supplements, those 'r for…"

His ears flattened as he realized just what they were being marketed. He was, for once, completely speechless.

Rocket floundered, no longer restraining himself from making a scene. "Wh - what the hell do you wanna buy those for?"

"They are on sale!" Mantis pressed. She pointed at the sign for emphasis, but Rocket was sure he was going combust. They weren't ready for the kind of thing that called for aphrodisiacs. HELL, they hadn't even talked about anything remotely related to that subject!

There was no way Mantis actually knew what this was - if she did, then Rocket was in for an existential crisis, or a stroke. Had Ego told her more than she let on?!

She blinked after a moment, brow furrowing slightly with thought while he practically short-circuited at her side.

"Rocket, what does 'on sale' mean?"