Remi smiled and rested her muzzle on the back of her hands as Rocket Raccoon finished his impromptu sales spiel.

"Now Remi! You've probably run into this problem yourself! You're in the middle of a firefight and the damn power cell in your blaster goes kaput! Yeah you can change it, but then you have to wait for the power cell to initialize with the damn weapon! But not the MiGAN!"

The raccoon punched a button on the weapon and the bulky power cell slid from it's recess in the stock. Rocket held the power cell in his left hand for a moment and then promptly shoved back into the stock. The instant power cell seated it in the weapon it made an ominous Screeh sound. Conversations in the bar came to an abrupt halt and heads swiveled toward the Rocket and Remi. The bartender yelled.

"Hey what the hell r' ya doin?"

Rocket waved his free hand at the bartender. "Hey hey jet! It's all good! The safety is on and my booger hook is off the boom button!"

Remi giggled softly. Technically her and Rocket were on a date, but it was impossible for Rocket to avoid the hustle.

They were dining at the space station bar. It was named The Airlock. It gained its name because if you really made yourself a nuisance the bouncer would toss you in the airlock and eject you into space.

This was hardly a 4 star establishment but for the evening Remi had gone to the station salon and gotten a general trimming and grooming. She had also scrounged up a little black dress for the evening. Although she still wore her signature black leather bolero jacket.

Remi wasn't sure where Rocket had found his wardrobe for tonight, but it look like he'd mugged a boy and his dad on the way home from boys choir practice. He wore a little white button up shirt which still had a few small blood splatters on it. The raccoon also had on a pair of dark blue trousers. Rounding out his ensemble was a red and black striped tie that was way too long for the raccoon. At least he'd brushed his fur.

Rocket resumed his pitch. "So Remi! What do you think? I can get you one of these MiGAN by tomorrow. You interested?"

The fox arched an eyebrow. "What does MiGAN stand for?"

"Make it Go Away Now." The raccoon replied. Remi laughed.

This is a Patreon reward for  jurrel and continues their OC Remi interacting with Rocket Raccoon. Link

FYI. The shape of the MiGAN is heavily inspired by the prototype Ukrainian RGsh30 grenade launcher. Link

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