[There's a giant turtle Naruto running down the street alongside a raccoon in clothes and this is probably not the weirdest thing Deerington has seen.
Rocket dares a glance back and then skids to a stop, boots and gloves providing traction and keeping his sensitive paws and feet from getting torn up by the concrete.] How's that thing so fast?! [He spits a curse.] Yeah, I know. "'Cause things don't make sense here." But c'mon. How's that fair?
[Rocket's loudmouth is probably why they didn't hear it the last time and he realizes this, going suddenly silent, ears pricking a bit to catch even the slightest hint of rustling straw.]
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Rocket dares a glance back and then skids to a stop, boots and gloves providing traction and keeping his sensitive paws and feet from getting torn up by the concrete.] How's that thing so fast?! [He spits a curse.] Yeah, I know. "'Cause things don't make sense here." But c'mon. How's that fair?
[Rocket's loudmouth is probably why they didn't hear it the last time and he realizes this, going suddenly silent, ears pricking a bit to catch even the slightest hint of rustling straw.]