Wonderful World

Sly Cooper, the master thief, most wanted person in nearly all of Europe, was gone. He disappeared, leaving behind but a few personal belongings for his friends. Despite rumors circulating throughout ThiefNet, it was not fully confirmed if Cooper had joined his opposite side of the law. At least, it wasn't fully confirmed to whether he actually had amnesia, but Bentley knew. Bentley always figured out the truth. Sly Cooper was faking amnesia so that he could be cop. And Bentley had a good idea towards why Sly would do this.

Sly Cooper sat at his desk. He was dead tired. He didn't know why but it seemed but a chore to refrain himself from resting his head down and take a nap. But eventually, he gave in and fell asleep.

Inspector C.M. Fox entered her office. Though it was her office, her partner had a desk in there. When she entered, the first thing she saw was Constable Cooper asleep at his desk. Now she would normally yell into someone's ear if she saw someone sleeping on the job, but Constable Cooper had a long night and got little sleep so she just left him alone.

It had been a slow day for the most part, so eventually; even she decided to take a nap. She lay down on the couch in the room and went to sleep. Cooper, on the other hand woke up and saw her sleeping.

"Like an angel," he whispered to himself, pulling out a blanket from the closet and draped it over her.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Sly opened it up to find Officer Tanner.

"This better be good Tanner," he said.

"There's some action downtown for you," Tanner replied. "There's a street fight happening on La rue Victor Hugo between two local mob gangs."

"I'm there."

"What about Inspector Fox?" Sly looked back at the closed office door. And then turned back around.

"She'll be fine."

AT the scene of destruction, Sly, as well as others had to duck down behind their police cruisers to shield themselves from the bullets.

"Okay, duck and covering will get us nowhere," he muttered to himself. Suddenly, the little light bulb in his head went off.

Inspector Fox reached the scene a little bit later.

"Where's Constable Cooper?" she asked.

"I don't know, he was there a few minutes ago," Tanner replied, he had a worried and confused look on his face.

Meanwhile, Sly had turned invisible and was now sneaking in for the kill. Two guys were shooting in the direction of everything that could pose a threat, even at each other. These two guys were from two different gangs. The Longbows and the Mediums. The Longbows were usually foxes. Suddenly, the two had their guns pointed at each other's foreheads, the tips of their guns touching. Suddenly, Sly reappeared, and whacked their arms upwards so that the guns pointed up to the sky. He then elbowed the two guys in the neck, incapacitating them for a few moments, giving everyone enough time to make the arrests.

Carmelita moved in to help out Sly slap on the handcuffs, but she seemed a little nervous about going near them. As she clicked the handcuffs on the Longbow, the fox rolled onto his side to see who was arresting him. He went wide eyed.

"C-C-Carmelita?" he said in a strained voice.

But almost right away she left to leave this creep alone.

When it was all over, Sly returned to his police cruiser, started up the engine, and was about to take off, when Carmelita got in.

"Nice arrest today Ringtail," she said.

"Thanks, Carm," Sly replied, glancing at Carmelita.

"Once again, please don't call me that," she said.

"Alright, I'll call you Inspector," Sly replied.

"Actually, just call me by my full first name," she said with a grin.

"Okay Carmelita," Sly muttered with a grin. "By the way, are you getting hungry, 'cause I'm starving."

"Yeah, there's a nice café o this street," she answered.