There was a part of Rocket that wished he had a family. Someone to settle down with and maybe have a kid or two. He was an odd duck in the military being single - most of the guys in his unit were married and had been for years. But with that came the constant worry of leaving their woman behind for so long - the fear was that they'd find someone new, and sometimes it happened. Rocket felt bad for those sorry bastards when it did.
"You know what this means, don't you?" Rocket said after he had taken a big drink from his pint. "With three boys in the family? You and Em's gotta have a girl. Even things out a bit." He snickered a little just imagining the full house of kids and Neal trying to wrangle them all in. He didn't really make note of the whole Evil Queen and Captain Hook comment because let's face it - they lived in California. People did weird shit all the time. For all Rocket knew they worked at Disneyland and just loved their characters that much.
"I'd like that. It's been a while since I had a home cooked meal. Last one was with Ma before she passed." He felt a lump creep up into his throat, and he quickly drowned it with more beer.