Random/Edited Book

Another Drabble!

A/n: Should I just create a drabble book? Cause I'm creating quite a few Drabbles XD!

For the past 6 months in between missions StarLord has been trying to teach his crew his family about human tradition of Christmas. At the beginning the guardians didn't understand about the magical wonderful holiday why humans fascinated about a magical being that could easily sneak into people's houses or decorating the whole place in brightly coloured lights with a tree but Peter was determined to show and experience Christmas with his family.

"So this Santa.. Goes around practically entering into people's houses without permission and what? Give free presents?" Gamora asked her tone showing disbelief sitting on the worn out old leather in the spacious living room of the Milano.

"And this suppose to keep tiny human spawns to behave? If I was a tiny human that would be terrifying" Rocket chuckled under his breath from his position at the nearby bench focused on tinkering with his gun.

"Yes! To the both of you! At the end of the year whoever been good gets presents! Anyway Christmas is all about togetherness and family" Peter called out from the kitchen a dirty white apron wrapped around his body as he pulled out another fresh batch of Christmas themed snacks. Smiling proudly he'd untied his apron taking it off stacking up the gingerbread men and white icing cookies onto a large silver tray, Drax on the other hand looked perplexed scratching his chin in thought.

"Where is Santa? No!! I do one better why is Santa?" Drax shouted standing up fiercely his biceps bulging and standing in a fighting position, Peter came out looking at him with confused narrow eyes not knowing what Drax was talking about.

"Dude.. I.. Nevermind! I made gingerbread men and Christmas themed cookies. Try them! They are pretty delicious!" Peter shook his head ignoring the easily confused Drax as he stepped in further placing the silver tray down on the nearby semi clean table. Looking around Peter saw that nobody was coming to try them and rolled his eyes swooping two cookies up and shoving them both whole into his mouth giving the guardians a thumbs up.

"Last time you cooked something Peter you made me and Drax seriously ill and had to rest for two weeks. I don't trust your skills in the kitchen" Gamora stated standing up and left the room going somewhere more quiet. Laughing loudly Drax slapped Peter on the shoulder as he too left the room leaving Peter and Rocket alone, sighing sadly StarLord sat down on the couch with a heavy thud unaware the Raccoon was looking at him.

"I try one of your stupid snacks just stop pouting like a damn puppy but if I get sick you owe me big time Quill" Rocket warned jumping off his chair his paws lightly tapping against the metal floor of the ship heading over towards StarLord.

"Really? That's awesome dude! I'm sure you will love them!" Peter immediately smiled brightly watching as Rocket scoffed at his reaction and grabbed a single gingerbread man and took a hesitant bite out of it, his eyes widened at the amazing taste and couldn't help but take bigger bites till he ate it all.

" I guess i was wrong about you Quill you not a total idiot after all" Rocket mumbled quietly not admitting that he liked Quill's baking grabbing another gingerbread man.

"Thanks Rocket! I'm glad someone else likes it" Peter replied grabbing a cookie before both men started to eat once more. They sat in the living room both for once relaxing enjoying the snacks and bonding over it spending the rest of the day snacking.

That was the first time Peter brought up Christmas with the guardians and certainly wasn't his last time, everyday for six months Peter would spend some time in the kitchen baking newer Christmas snacks trying to convince the others to try it and failing horribly but thankfully he'd and Rocket would talk sometime but mostly eat whatever StarLord baked till everything was gone and both men groaning rubbing their bloated stomachs. Of course spending days, weeks traveling throughout space doing nothing but eating and sitting started to affect their bodies from the snacks as their bodies softened and expanded, Peter's shirts no longer fitted him showing several inches of flabby flesh that clung tightly to his bulging basketball plump beerbelly that blocked the view of his feet and Rocket's space suit stretching tightly across his plump gut and his thighs constantly rubbed together making him slightly waddle.

One early morning Peter woke up unusually early getting to work baking tons of snacks placing them all over the table filling every inch of it leaving no room for anything else occasionally his protruding paunch bumped into a counter or knocking an object over leaving his round chubby cheeks red. After a few hours Rocket came into the living room slowly walking letting otu a tired yawn his short thick arms in the air but paused seeing lights hung up across the walls, a fake Christmas tree in the corner with presents underneath and alot more snacks piled onto the table.

"Quill what's all this?" Rocket asked gesturing to the whole room feeling mildly dumbfounded and worried for his friend who he gotten much closer over the past months.

"Rocket my man! It's Christmas! I wanted to show my appreciation and love for my family! And I got you a gift.. Sorry I didn't have time to wrap it up" Peter said beaming happily walking over with large strides his doughy gut bouncing with each step in his hands were some weapon parts and a brand new gun. Passing them over to Rocket who held them with unusually gentle touch the Raccoon deep down felt touch Peter got him something which no one has never done before.

"Thanks Quill.. You not so bad once you get to know you.." Rocket couched awkwardly not very good with being affectionate as he placed his gifts down and stood up on the couch wrapping his tiny arms around StarLord's hefty pudgy belly his claws slightly sinking into the soft plump love handles making Peter sqeuak and chuckle.

"You welcome Rocket!" Peter replied softly lightly patting Rocket's head knowing months before he would have gotten his finger bitten or blasted by a gun but now they gotten closer.

"Now Quill! Move your fat butt I'm starving" Rocket jumped down moving behind his friend and pushed his paws into Peter's wide bubble butt trying to get him to move towards the snacks. Laughing Peter moved forward spending the rest of the day with his family and snacking with Rocket.