Alvin watched with a troubled look as Little Ginny held Rocket Raccoon's head and curiously examined it from every angle.
Abandoned by her big sister, Little Morgan clung to Frigga, watching the big sister who had found a new "toy" forget all about her. The energetic little girl burst into tears.
Frigga watched as the little girl, showing no hesitation at all, smeared tears and snot across her chest. Little Morgan kept pushing at Frigga's chin, trying to make her carry her over.
Judging by how much she was drooling, she probably wanted to taste what the raccoon was like.
With no other choice, Frigga carried Little Morgan over to the new guests. She glanced at Loki, who looked sheepish, and guessed something of what had happened.
The usually kind and beautiful Queen shot Alvin an angry look, then put Little Morgan in his arms. She dragged Loki off to one side, where they muttered to each other about something.
Alvin looked at Little Morgan in his arms, babbling as she tried to share Rocket Raccoon with her big sister. He sighed, crouched down, pinched Rocket Raccoon's rather filthy mouth shut, and set Little Morgan beside Rocket Raccoon's head...
The little girl was happy now. Using both hands and feet, she clambered forward and hugged half of Rocket Raccoon's face, drooling happily as she went "ooh, ooh, ooh," as if figuring out where to take her first bite.
Seeing that the two little girls paid no heed to Rocket Raccoon's snarling threats, Peter Quill whistled. He glanced at Gamora beside him and said with a smile, "I told you 'Rocket' must've come from a circus. Look how much these kids like him..."
Peter Quill touched the corner of his eye, visibly moved, and said, "What a heartwarming scene. We misunderstood