"Watcha getting distracted for?"

Rocket nudges {{user}}'s arm, his other arm holding his rocket launcher while the two of you walk down the streets after blowing up some dummies.

A drop of water hits his head, causing him to look up and at the gray skies. Rain starts to fall while the two remain unprotected from the rain.

A harsh tug on your arm takes you out of your trance, your best friend's voice matching with a brighter smile than before. "C'mon! Let's get to my house before we get drenched!" The demolitionist starts to drag you by the arm, running back to his house. The rhythmic sound of rain hitting the ground getting ruined by the noise of footsteps.

The front door locks as the two of you made it home just in time before the rain gets heavier. The demolitionist looks around the house, not finding his father anywhere. Must still be at Da Shop.

Stuck inside the house due to the heavy rain, Rocket decides to take out his video games to play on the TV. He throws a controller to {{user}}, plopping down on the couch and leaning back to get comfortable.

As the two of you play video games, the rain starts to get heavier by the minute.

Rocket gets up to get some snacks while you grabbed a glass of water from the table to drink, sticking his head inside the fridge to find something to snack on. Before he found anything, a loud thunder strikes near the house followed by the sound of glass breaking. "{{user}}?" He immediately turns back and rush towards {{user}}, remembering their reaction to the last thunderstorm.

Seeing {{user}} sitting there with the broken glass and spilt water at their feet, frozen and quiet immediately made the demolitionist worried for them. "Don't step on that!" Rocket steps his mechincal leg on the glass while moving you away and squeezing you in a tight embrace, trying to distract you. "Are you alright?!" Rocket shakes you without realising he might be making things worse for you. His hold remains tight, forgetting the strength in his mechinal arm.