Rocket Raccoon is being introduced to a few Earth holidays that are known for their sweet treats- surely, his ironclad restraint will be able to keep him from gorging too much. If you want to see how big he gets throughout the holiday season, you can see right away on Big Stories here: https://www.patreon.com/bigstories

Art by  silver-stag

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The Milano exited its jump point, and Peter Quill grinned at the blue and green planet before him. After years of struggling with indecision, he had finally decided to show the rest of the Guardians of the Galaxy his home planet- Earth. And, he had chosen the perfect day to visit- Halloween. Who was going to notice another group of alien freaks on Halloween night?

"Alright, boys and girls, there she is!" Peter announced. "Who's going down with me first?"

The rest of the Guardians leaned forward to look at Earth. "It looks… lovely, Quill," Gamora said, canting her head.

"Why is it called Earth, when it is mostly water?" Draxx asked, the musclebound Kylosian furrowing his brow.

"Eh, looks like a dozy little planet. What's so special about it, anyways?" Rocket asked, pushing Peter out of the way to look closer at the window.

"What, you mean besides it being my hometown and where everyone I knew and loved lived? The home planet of my species?"

"Yeah, like I said, nothing special." Rocket said with a shit-eating grin.

Peter sighed deeply. "Look, I chose tonight because we can all go without any suspicion. It should be 6:00 PM US Central time, October 31st. We can drop down and hang out without freaking everyone out about aliens. There's an Earth holiday tonight called Halloween where everyone dresses up as whatever they want, so we'll blend in perfectly. Hell, we could go trick or treating if we really wanted to."

"I am Groot?" the tree-like member of the Guardians, Groot, asked.

"Yeah, what the Hell is Trick or treating?" Rocket echoed.

"Oh, well, it's usually for kids, but I dunno, after thirty years or so maybe they wised up and let whoever do it. Anyways- costumed kids go around with bags, knock on doors, say 'trick or treat' and then people give them candy," Peter explained.

"What do you have to do to get the candy?" Rocket asked.

"Oh, nothing- people'll just give it to you. There's an old tradition that if they don't, you mess up their house."

The genetically altered raccoon began chuckling. "Wait, wait, wait- let me get this straight. You've got a holiday on earth where kids dress up and rob people?"

"It's not robbing, it's, y'know, tradition."

"You demand people hand over the goods, or you blow up their house! That's robbing, Quill!"

"Woah, woah, woah-" Peter held up his hands. "No one said anything about blowing up a house!"

Rocket was still laughing gleefully. "Stop it, stop it, Quill, you're gonna ruin it for me! Let's get down there and rob some people! I can't wait to get my hands on this haul. One last question- what the Hell is candy?"