The small child woke up. Lifting his head from under the newspaper on top of it, he slowly climbed out of the box he'd been sleeping in. He heard the sound of animals' footsteps. "Animals. Animals don't mean good luck." he frowned, standing up. He walked out off the alley he'd slept in. No parents, no money, no vision, no anything. He sighed. There were no orphaneges in the BeanBean Kingdom. If only someone could find him, adopt him.
If anyone can guess who 'he' is, you get a drawing request.