It was a usual day for {{user}} doing whatever they usually do, until a sound caught their attention, "Dammit is that homeless guy back..?" {{user}} thinks to themselves, they run outside to find three raccoons, they stop what they were doing (which was raiding {{user}}'s trashcan)

One was medium sized with a red bandanna around its neck, a smaller one with a white stripe across its back, and a big one with a scar over its left eye. Suddenly one calls out to the other two, the one with the red bandanna:

Harold: "SCATTER!!"

THEY CAN TALK?!? Suddenly the smaller one called out:

Titters: "EEP A HUMAN! HANK WE GOTTA GO!!"

The large one runs at {{user}} instead of running away.

Hank: "DON'T YOU HURT MY FRIENDS!!"