The island of Guadalupe. 2016. Day.
A blue haired human man was stranded on an island. The man had 2 black eyes. They were completely black. Pitch black. The man was wearing nothing but a pair of jeans. He had no shirt on. His name was 2D. His real name was Stuart Pot, but everybody called him 2D. It was because he had 2 dents in his hand, the result of miraculously surviving two head on car collisions. Those two car collisions caused Stuart's eyes to become totally black. He was stranded on an deserted island. He didn't know how long he was stranded on this island for. He was feeling isolated.
2D was currently eating the rotted corpse of a whale. Almost all of the bones of the whale were exposed. 2D had been eating the rotting whale blubber for god know's how long. 2D was currently sitting in a beach house that he'd recently found. 2D was staring off into space. He then suddenly heard a thud in the distance. He went out of his beach house and went over toward the noise. He went into a clearing. He saw what looked like a grey anthropomorphic raccoon laying on the ground. The raccoon was a male. The grey raccoon had on all blue clothing. He had a hooked yellow and brown cane. He looked to be unconscious. 2D looked at the raccoon in pity. He should be brought to 2D's beach house. 2D lifted the unconscious raccoon and hung him over his shoulder. The raccoon was surprisingly light. 2D brought the raccoon over to the beach house.
Once 2D brought the unconscious raccoon to the beach house, the human decided to look over the raccoon. The raccoon was a peculiar creature in 2D's eyes. He had never seen a raccoon before. Heck, he had never even heard of a raccoon before. 2D looked at the cane which the raccoon was holding. He went over to pick it up. He picked up the cane and examined it. He looked at the cane for a few minutes. The raccoon began to stir. 2D quickly brought the cane back to the raccoon. The raccoon slowly woke up. The raccoon slowly looked around the room. Across from him was a human with azure blue hair with black eyes and wearing nothing but jeans.
"Where am I?" the raccoon said in perfect English.
"You can talk?" 2D asked the raccoon.
"Yeah. Of course I can talk." the raccoon said to 2D. "Why wouldn't I be able to talk?"
"I don't know." 2D said to the raccoon. "Usually, animals don't talk, except in Saturday Morning cartoons." 2D said.
"You mind telling me who are?" the raccoon said to the human.
"My name is 2D." the human said to the raccoon. "My real name is Stuart Pot, but most people call me 2D."
"My name is Sly. Sly Cooper." the raccoon said to him.
"Ok, Sly." 2D said.
"Where am I?" Sly asked 2D.
"That's the question I've been asking myself for the longest time." 2D said.
"Alright." Sly said. "Is there anybody else here besides us?"
"I don't know." I said. "Last thing I remember before I ended up on this island was being swallowed up by a whale."
"A whale?" Sly said. "You like in Moby Dick?"
"You've read that book before?" 2D said.
"Yes. Moby Dick is one of my all time favorite novels." Sly said.
"I used to be terrified of the whale in the book." 2D said. "I am deeply afraid of whales."
"Why?" Sly asked.
"Don't know." 2D said. "Just had a fear of whales for as long as I could remember."
"Okay." Sly said.
Sly and 2D walked out of the beach house and into the beautiful island air. It was like a Bob Ross painting. It was beautiful. Sly wished that his friends were here with him. There was a decaying corpse of a whale on the side of the beach. It had flies flying all over it. Sly almost puked upon seeing the decaying whale. 2D walked up to the whale. He took out a pocket knife and dug into the whale's rotting flesh. The flesh was red. He gave it to the raccoon. He offered it to the raccoon. The raccoon looked at the whale blubber in disgust. Then, the raccoon took the blubber and ate it. It tasted really good to the raccoon.
Sly and the raccoon hung around for a while. 2D could tell that the raccoon and him were going to be friends.