Guardian
Guardian
Ronan had flippantly called them the Guardians of the Galaxy as a way of deeming them but then the name stuck.
The title didn’t sink into Rocket’s mind too busy mourning his dear friend and all the ways he treated Groot terribly.
Rocket waited patiently hoping something bigger would continue to grow as he watched over Groots tentative roots start to anchor into the pot.
The phrase Guardian still rotted to his mind whenever it came up out of the bevvy of thoughts that swirled in Rocket’s mind each day. Rocket was not a protector, he was a loser; of friends, of sanity of purpose.
It took a few cycles for Groot to form a thin body with his very recognizable head on top, Rocket could tell this Groot was more like his friend's child rather than them regrown.
It was at this moment that Rocket remembered there were other words that were associated with the word Guardian and one was Caretaker.
The word Guardian still didn’t fit well in Rocket’s mouth but Caretaker?
He could work with that.