I am Thor

"Woohoo, that was awesome!'' Rocket's exaggerated cheer filled the Milano's cockpit as the chaos finally subsided.

Star-Lord smirked, patting Thor on the shoulder. "Dude, you good? That was some crazy stuff out there."

Thor shrugged nonchalantly, his tone casual. "Oh, I'm fine. If I really pushed myself, I could've done it faster."

In truth, Thor was bluffing. Sure, he could have annihilated those fighters with ease, but it would've required unleashing his full power. Ego, on the other hand, had done it with a mere avatar, showcasing a level of strength that rivaled Odin at his peak.

"Your ship's in bad shape," Thor said, his gaze shifting to the battered Milano. "If you don't want it falling apart, you should land on the nearest planet—Bohart Star."

Not far away, Ego stood, waving toward the Milano. Thor glanced in his direction, suppressing a sigh. Things are about to get complicated.

Back in the Sovereign control room, the mood was tense. Screens showed only darkness, their fleet completely obliterated.

"My Lord, they destroyed all our Omnicrafts," an adjutant reported, his voice trembling.

The High Priestess Ayesha narrowed her golden eyes. "Who was responsible?"

"Our analysis suggests a member of the Asgardian royal family," the adjutant replied. "Possibly an ancient cosmic being."

"Asgard..." Ayesha muttered, her expression unreadable. Sovereign might be arrogant and quick to take offense, but they weren't foolish. The recent resurgence of Asgard's name made her pause. Picking a fight with those "barbarians" was not ideal.

"Send out a galactic bounty," she finally said, her voice cold. "Someone will take the bait."

Meanwhile, on the Milano, Drax was laughing hysterically. "Ha! That was incredible! Chased across space by an entire planet! I love this life!"

"Quill!" Gamora's voice rose in frustration as she jabbed a finger in his face. "You almost got us killed!"

"Me?" Quill retorted. "I wasn't the one who got us into this mess. Blame Rocket!"

Rocket, always ready for a fight, snapped back, "Excuse me? Quill's the one who flirted with the High Priestess of an ultra-vindictive race!"

"Hey!" Quill protested. "She was the one who said she wanted to discuss 'ancient methods of creating life.' How is that my fault?"

Gamora groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You're both idiots."

"Don't you dare call me a panda!" Rocket screeched, leaping at Quill and sinking his teeth into his arm.

"OW! Get off, you psycho raccoon!" Quill yelped, flailing his arm to shake Rocket loose. "Great, now I need a rabies shot!"

Thor watched the chaos unfold, shaking his head in disbelief. This group really is something else. Sometimes I feel too sane to hang out with them.

"I am Groot," Baby Groot chimed in, sitting calmly amidst the pandemonium.

Thor paused, his brow furrowing as he looked at the tiny tree. "Wait, why is Groot so small again?"

Rocket crossed his arms, still bristling from his argument. "He decided to reset himself during the forging of Stormbreaker. Said it was some kind of evolution opportunity."

Thor tilted his head. "Does he still have his memories?"

"Yeah, but his personality's gone back to being a kid," Rocket explained, rolling his eyes. "Real adorable, right?"

Thor chuckled, imagining a future Groot glued to a gaming console. "Sure, adorable. Let's see how you feel when he's ignoring you for video games."

A sudden notification chimed in Thor's mind.

"Congratulations! You've triggered a Rocket-related mission: Nickname. Complete the mission to receive a reward!"

Mission Objective: Give Rocket a nickname he'll accept.

Reward: Random mount lottery ticket.

Thor raised an eyebrow. A mount? He mulled it over. While Asgardians didn't exactly need mounts, it was true that most prominent figures in Asgard had iconic companions. Valkyrie had her Pegasus. Odin rode his eight-legged horse. Even Hela had that terrifying wolf.

He smirked. "Rocket," he began, his voice casual, "have you ever thought about getting a proper title? Something that really suits you?"

Rocket narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "What kind of title?"

"Something better than just 'Rocket.' It's too plain. How about... Little Raccoon?"

Rocket bristled immediately. "Absolutely not."

"Crispy Noodles?"

"No."

"Prosperity?"

"I'm not a dog!"

"Bugs Bunny?"

"I'm not a rabbit either!"

Thor's grin widened. "Pikachu?"

Rocket's face turned red with fury. "I'M NOT YOU!"

Thor snorted, unable to contain his laughter. "Come on, Rocket. You've gotta admit, Pikachu's a good fit. You're small, feisty, and... electrifying?"

"No way!" Rocket snapped. "Not happening."

Quill, watching from the sidelines, burst out laughing. "Face it, Thor. Rocket's never gonna let you win this one."

Thor raised an eyebrow, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Oh really? Care to make a bet?"

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