Trash Panda Rocket Raccoon Novels & Stories

The Raccoon’s bandit’s masked face held traces of pink and white dust from enjoying multiple sweet powdered pillows from out of the bag. The creature hissed at Nueva, still sitting on the ground and scurried into the cover of night with the pink marshmallow firmly in its hand and its jailbird tail in the air. Nueva put her hand over her mouth as the shock turned into a hysterical giggle. “We just got robbed by a Racoon.” Mira cackled from behind the car. “I know, that’s freaking hilarious.” Evie bent over in a laughing fit.