So, here's my first Sly Cooper fan fiction. Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I'm pretty sure if I owned Sly Cooper, he'd run away from me and go back to Sanzaru or Sucker Punch.
The night of Paris seemed too peacefull for me to bother anyone, except for Carmelita. I knew exactly where she was at this time of night. Walking out on patrol looking for me. I chuckled to myself with this thought as I ran across the telephone wires headed to Street Buffon from Street Didot. (AN:These are actual streets in Paris. I just went to Google maps and picked two streets that were a good distance from each other.)
After I had gotten to Street Buffon, beautiful herself was just below me as I has spire jumped onto a telephone pole. Sometimes, when I look at her, I wonder what her daughter would look like if I were the father. Wait, Sly, WHAT ARE YOU THINKING!? SHE'D NEVER MARRY YOU! I'll bet that's what Bentley thinks when I hit on her. Love is pretty crazy that way.
"Cooper." Carm cursed under me which I took as she's really been looking for me ever since I left her on that chopper. I have said it before and I'll say it again, she's quite lovely when she's angry. Maybe I'll send her a few gifts soon so she won't feel so lonely. Bentley will be so mad when he finds out I'll be doing this for her and that I'm out past my curfew.
So,Bentley's given Sly a curfew dispite he's in a wheel chair. And what exactly is making Carmelita going out and looking for Sly besides trying to arrest him? Yeah, so I brought Bentley out of the hospital and into his wheel chair and Murray will sadly not be in this one. Review please and I'll bring Chapter 2 up as soon as I possibly can. See ya!
Jak Cooper the Lombax