New Life
Disclaimer: Y`know, I`m getting sick of these things. I own nada, zilch, nothing but Sara(fina), oh fudge monkeys, holy fuzzles, and some other OCs.
A/N: Rated because I`m paranoid and my mind can be very wrong at times. Also, SARA IS NOT A MARY-SUE! All claims of such nature shall be ignored.
Sarafina "Sara" Jensen`s my name, ninjas are my game. That`s because I`m the ninja of the Cooper gang. Yep, the Cooper gang, as in Sly Cooper. I was sucked into the game (literally) a few years ago, when I was seventeen, and became a silver cat with gold eyes. Now I was twenty, still in the gang, and engaged to Sly. I was going to marry the most famous thief in the video game world, and the date was fast approaching.
I was sitting in my room with my wedding dress in my lap, a needle in hand, and sewing supplies scattered around me. I carefully took in the hem so I could stand without stepping on it, then a bit higher. I heard the door open. I quickly threw my comforter over the dress, and looked to the door. Sure enough, there was my fiance, leaning against the doorframe. "There`s my sexy little bride." He purred, pulling me to my feet and swinging me around. "Sly, you`re such a charmer. But you know better; even you have to knock before coming in." I scolded playfully, then put a finger to his lips as he leaned in to kiss me. "Your punishment is no kisses." I announced. "Saaaaaarrraaaaaaa! Come ooooooooooooooooon!" The raccoon whined, looking at me pleadingly with those big brown eyes.
I bit my lip. Ugh, it was so hard to resist him; I was a HUGE sucker for those big brown eyes. "No. Not for at least thirty minutes, and it`ll be longer if you whine." I stated firmly. He sighed, then started twirling a lock of my dyed-black hair. "I love you." I whispered. "I love you, too." Came his muted reply. "To think, tomorrow I`m going to be Mrs. Sarafina Cooper." I sighed, then giggled and recited, "Sara Cooper. Sly and Sara Cooper. Mr. and Mrs. Cooper. Oh look, it`s the Coopers. I like the sound of that." (borrowed that from iCarly, which I don`t own either.) "I do, too." He chuckled. "Let`s save the I do`s for tomorrow, honey." I suggested, nuzzling him. A small beep sounded from my watch; his thirty minutes were up. I let him know by kissing as passionately as I could for about three minutes.
I woke up the next morning to shouting outside my door. "Sara! Get up; we have to go in thirty minutes!" Murray shouted. "THIRTY? B-but I`m not ready!" I shouted back, then jumped up and squirmed into my strapless, now knee length silver dress and rammed my feet into silver strappy heels. "Ow ow ow ow! How the hell do people walk in these fricking things?" I moaned, trying to run around and get everything. "If you want, I`ll help, little sis." The hippo offered, peeking in at me. "I`d like that, big bro. Can you help me with my hair? Just a bun will do." I asked as I fiddled with my veil. He actually did it perfectly. "Whoa. Nice job, big guy." I said as I slid the hairband with my silver veil on. I put on the red lipstick I`d gotten specially for today (A/N: I hear red lipstick can have a love-evoking effect. ;) ) did the rest of my makeup normally, then ran out the door and flipped into the van. "Where`s Sly?" I asked Murray as he got in. "He and Bentley left early. Wanted to get ready at the church." He explained. The rest of our ride was silent as we thought. Since I had no family here, Murray would give me away since he was my "big brother." We pulled up to the church as "Here Comes the Bride" began. I took my friend`s arm, and we started down the aisle.
I gasped when Sly came into view. He was wearing a simple tux, even with pants, but on him, it looked so different, so...perfect. I heard him gasp at me, too. I reached the end of the aisle, and stood facing him. My friends, a white panther named Syria and a tan rabbit named Daesi (pronounced Daisy) stood behind me in matching red dresses. "Safafina Spirit Jensen, do you take Sylvester James Cooper as your lawfully wedded husband?" The justice asked. "I do." I said calmly, but in my head I was screaming, "Hell yeah!" He then turned to Sly and repeated the question. "I do." The master thief replied. "Then by the power vested in me, I now declare you man and wife. You may kiss the bride." The justice shouted, to rousing cheers from the small crowd. Sly gently flipped my veil out of my face and smiled at me. "Hello, Mrs. Cooper." He said cockily. "Oh, shut up and kiss me, you fool." I commanded, flinging my arms around his neck and proceeding to coat him in red. We parted with our heartbeats thudding in our ears, and ran out to our limo, which carted us off to the reception.