Chapter 8 Good humie

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Chris washed his hands with soap and water over the bathroom sink to wash off the blood. Chris was glad that the creature had a name and was no longer being experimented by the scientists. Chris used a towel that Chris had found folded up on the kitchen counter and used it to dry his hands. Chris wondered if that, did his Dad have everything folded and layed out for him, but Chris thought he did.

Chris leaned over the counter using his hands to hold him as he leaned and looked into the mirror seeing his own reflection, "Where are you Dad?" Chris said.

Chris exited the bathroom and went back to the room where Rocket was in. Chris sat in a chair looking at the creature peacefully sleeping in bed until Rocket shook.

It immediately tracked Chris's attention, "Help, help, no no no NO!" Rocket said crying in his sleep.

"Rocket!?" Chris said moving Rocket quite a bit to wake him from his sleep.

Rocket opened his eyes wide as he panted, "It's okay it was just a nightmare," Chris said, trying to comfort the raccoon.

"What was it?" Chris asked.

Rocket just shook Chris's hand off of his shoulder, "Nothing," Rocket said with a frustrated expression.

Chris sighed, "Okay, just know I'm here for you," Chris said sadly.

Chris started to walk out the door when he heard Rocket say something.

"Wait!" Rocket had said with his arm extended.

"The name is Chris," He said smiling.

"Can you help me up?" Rocket asked.

Chris nodded and helped the raccoon up from the blood stained bed. The bandage up raccoon walked out on his two legs struggling but Chris helped him keep his balance. He then sat him down in a chair where the raccoon just relaxed on the chair. Chris walked up onto the deck and jumped into the pilot chair. He taped the screen as it was identifying the plant again, it was Xandar. Chris drove into the plant's atmosphere seeing a big city. Chris landed into a parking station for his ship.

Chris went down the stairs and talked to Rocket, "I'll be getting some supplies and clothes you can wait here," Chris said as he was starting to walk out of the ship when he heard Rocket say his name.

"Chris, you're a good person, or since you're human you're a good humie," Rocket had said with a smile on his face.

Chris chuckled and grabbed a handful of units that his father had left him in a bag in the kitchen cabinet. Chris walked out of the ship.

"Humie," Chris said laughing to himself.

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