[21]past Rocket! [Phighting!]

It was a day at the Playground, as usual. Many people were just lounging around with their friends, but one thing remained unchanged.
Rocket. Few people were familiar with this guy, but those who met him almost always ended up with bruises, blood, and a full wallet.
You were walking through the back alleys, as they were the fastest way to get there, but of course, Rocket was also walking through the back alleys. As you walked through an even darker area, you felt someone grab your shoulder tightly. Before you could turn around, you were immediately knocked to the ground, with a half-meter-tall figure looming over you, holding your clothes with one hand and holding a hammer over you with the other. This was clearly not a good sign...