Groot lay in the wreckage, gasping. For the first time since his rebirth, his roots were exposed to the open air. He felt small and vulnerable. But as he looked up at the towering shelf, a spark of defiance lit up in his eyes. He didn't want to be a decoration anymore.
One root snapped away from the central cluster. Then another. He fashioned them into two shaky, uneven legs. He took a breath, whispered a determined "I am Groot," and took a step. [S1E1] Groot's First Steps
For weeks, Baby Groot had been the Sovereign’s most pampered ornamental plant. He had a nice patch of dirt, a steady supply of artificial sunlight, and a crew of robots that buffed his leaves until they shone like emeralds. But Groot was bored. His roots were itching, and his world was only as wide as the shelf he sat on. Then came the intruder: a . Groot lay in the wreckage, gasping
By the time the maintenance robots returned, Groot wasn’t on the shelf. He was halfway across the room, marching toward the window to see the stars, leaving a trail of happy little footprints in the dust. But as he looked up at the towering
The crash was deafening. The ceramic shattered into a million orange shards, scattering his precious soil across the cold floor.
Groot tried to reclaim his territory. He made a face. He tried to nudge the bonsai away. But in his struggle, he overbalanced. With a slow-motion creak , his pot tipped over the edge of the shelf.