Keith's eyes couldn't help but widen in suprrise upon seeing the head of what seemed to be a raccoon. However, the young man could tell that this creature was far from the every day raccoon as this one's body was human like in nature. And to the mutant's surprise even more the anthro like raccoon blinked a few times before he complained out loud to himself, "What the heck? Nothing's in here!" He then saw the brown furred anthro let out a frustrated growl before he added, "Whelp I guess I'll just send this worthless box out into space via the trash shoot.*
"No, wait! Please don't do that!" Keith begged, as he quickly got up onto his feet and waved his arms in a attempt to get the creature's attention.
Right after he had shouted this the tiny mutant saw one of the raccoon's ears twitch while he asked, "Huh? What was that?" The anthro's head then looked down, and upon doing so Keith saw the creature's eyes widen in shock as he went on with, "What in the world?! What's a human doing inside this box? And for that matter why are you so small?" Then before Keith could say anything in response he saw one of the raccoon's paws reach into the box to which then the human found himself being slowly lifted out of the box by the raccoon. Once this happened he was then brought up to the creature's red eyes when he kept going, "So tell me, kid. What's your name? And along with that how'd you end up in that box?"
"Um well my name is Keith, and I'm a mutant. But for some reason I'm stuck at the size you see me right now. Which from what I was told is 2 inches in height. And I was suppose to be headed to the Mutant Academy to figure out how to adjust with these powers of mine. So I was told being shipped inside a box would be the safest way for me to get there." He then found himself looking around past the huge body (to him at least) of the raccoon and saw that he was in a metal area of some sort with a table and various tools on it. This prompted him to look up at the creature in the face again as he continued, "But this doesn't look like the right place at all."
"Well, of course it isn't, kid. Because you see you're currently out in space with me and rest of the Guardians of the Galaxy. Or to be more specific you're with me in my workplace on the ship. Name's Rocket by the way." The raccoon named Rocket stated, with slightly smug tone in his voice.
"Out in space?!" The young man shouted, shock clear in his voice.
*Hey calm down, I'll explain. Because you see I was suppose to get a package from a planet. But apparently someone screwed up big time and sent me the box you were in by mistake." Rocket told the young man while he walked towards his work table and then sat down. But upon doing so he then placed the small mutant onto the table when he added, "But you know Keith, I can kind of understand where you're coming from. Well, maybe not exactly, but you'll get what I mean when you meet a few other teammates of mine." Keith then saw Rocket place his right hand underneath his chin while he went on with, "Although that's besides the point because considering how small you are......
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