[s1e1] Groot's First Steps <95% FRESH>

He focused. He pushed his weight onto his primary roots, straining until the wood groaned. Crack.

He was no longer a captive of the soil. He was a Guardian in the making.

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. [S1E1] Groot's First Steps

The crash was deafening. The ceramic shattered into a million orange shards, scattering his precious soil across the cold floor.

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 . He focused

He wobbled like a jelly-leaf. He tumbled. He tripped over a stray pebble. But with every fall, his wooden "muscles" grew tougher. He realized he wasn't just a plant in a pot; he was a creature of the galaxy.

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. He was no longer a captive of the soil

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.