September 1, 2005
New York City, New York, USA
3:27 AM
I woke with a start. It was late. I reached for my glasses that laid on the nightstand beside me. As I put them on, the blurry red lines on my LCD clock turned to numbers: 3:28.
I yawned and slowly got out of bed. I heard snoring from the other room, and knew he had fallen asleep at his desk again. I stood up, making my way through the rooms of our apartment. He was passed out, drooling a little on his plans. I could not help but smirk as I reached for a blanket the was balled up on the couch a few yards from him. "Shows you for staying up for hours on end running only of coffee, handsome." I whispered, pulling a blanket over top of him.
In his deep sleep, the turtle sighed, grapping the blanket. I took off his thick-glasses, and lifted his head slightly to move the papers that laid under his head, currently being drenched in saliva. They were the blueprints for his "Non-Operational Vortex Distortion Space and Time Dilating Device" or for short, the god damn time machine. After a long day of non-stop working, the blueprints showed little progress. He had working on his newest invention for eight months, ever since we finished rebuilding the new vault, and he had found Sly safe and sound.
I looked over the plans. All of it made sense to me, but I would have clue what to do next. I was not as good of a strategist as Bentley was, and when he came up with all these new ideas and theorems I had never heard of, he totally lost me. I never could do that; I just kept with improving already made inventions and computer hacking.
Just seeing him asleep at the desk with all the plans for the time machine made me think of how useless I was. I took a seat across from him and just watched him sleep awhile. The soft rhythmic of his breathing comforted me: but, not completely. My thoughts ran wild as I thought of all the stupid and cowardly things I had done. "My whole life, I have been nothing but helpless. People always said I was smart, but next to you...well, I don't even see why you fell for me." I got up and leaned in to kiss the top of his head, "but I am glad you did."
And with that, I left to get more sleep myself, still fresh with memories of my past.