Author's Note: This drabble is set in an alternate universe where the guardians are in elementary school.

"Teacher told me that it always helps to talk about our feelings." Peter said as he stood outside the locked bathroom stall and listened to his beloved raccoon friend as he sobbed. "For instance, right now I feel sad because I don't like to see you cry." Peter said as he unsuccessfully attempted to hold back a sob. Rocket scoffed at his friend from behind the stall.

"Go away." Rocket growled at his friend as he continued to sit on the toilet seat and avoid his friend. Upon hearing his friend's request Peter's sobs refused to allow themselves to be contained and before Peter was aware of what he was doing he found his small fists banging against the stall door as tears streamed down his face.

"Please come outside Rocket, I don't want to see you upset like this, especially not during recess." Peter pleaded with his friend, who scoffed a second time before turning his gaze towards the ceiling. He absent-mindedly started to wonder why it hadn't yet occurred to his human friend that he could have crawled through the gap between the bottom of the stall's door and the floor at any time.

"Please Rocket, I'm sorry for what I said." The human said from behind the stall door, which caused Rocket's ears to perk up as he started to listen closely to what the little boy had to say.

"I don't know why I called you my pet…" Peter said with a pause, as if he were attempting to locate the right words to use in this particular situation. "…I wanted to call you my friend when Drax asked who you were but, that word didn't feel right." Peter said, causing Rocket to growl at his friend from behind the stall.

"Then what word would you use?" Rocket asked as he barred his teeth and extended his claws, taking up a battle stance that an experienced warrior would consider to be adorable. Peter paused for a few seconds, unaware of exactly how angry his vermin friend was, before proceeding to answer his question.

"I don't know really, I guess the name I want to call you is daddy." Peter said, which confused Rocket enough that he momentarily froze in his kawaii battle stance and started to slowly move towards the stall's door. Before he was fully aware of his actions he'd already unlocked the door and was facing his friend.

"And why do you want to call me that?" Rocket asked, causing Peter to smile before he crouched down and gave Rocket a quick kiss on his furry lips.

"Because mommy said that the only person she's allowed to kiss is daddy." Peter said with a smile. "And I want to be your mommy."