Sly opened the Jail door and put the handcuffs on his prisoner.
"Court?" The prisoner asked, but knew that's was where they were going.
Sly nodded, leading the prisoner down the long Jail hallway. The jail held the most wanted criminals, the higher the story they were on, the more famous they were. This prisoner happened to be on the highest.
Sly nodded. He wore black boots, just like his old ones, he wore a pure black shirt, and pants the same color. He had a hat that looked like his old one too, but like everything else, it was also black.
The prisoner looked at him, but looked away.
"Waz up huneh?" One man a few cells away from hers whistled.
The prisoner rolled her eyes. She stepped past the man that whistled. Her feet were silent against the Jails' floor. She wore blue boots, and a blue shirt, with the sleeves ending at her elbows, with a yellow collar. She also wore a red leg pouch, and blue gloves; her brown eyes darted to Sly for a mere moment and looked away. Her raccoon tail twitched. Her hair was just like Sly's.
"Clevera…" Sly muttered so only she could hear him. They both began walking down the long stairs. Both of their feet walking in the same pattern, sly's boots made a large noise on the metal, her's it just did a small ting because she wasn't in the mood for being sneaky, it was a jail after all.
She didn't say anything.
Sly grabbed her wrist and pushed her over to the side. "Don't ignore me!" He screamed.
Clevera looked at him, no reaction on her face, she jumped over the railing and landed at the bottom, Sly followed.
Sly's boots Slammed down as he stood up and grabbed her wrist. "Come on." Sly dragged her across the hall into the small meeting room and swung her into a chair.
The judge stood up, "let's make this quick, she is only thirteen after all."
Sly walked up to the judge and whispered something in his ears. "There is a new criminal on the loose, we COULD us her help to catch him."
The judge nodded and looked through his files. "Ah… yes… The girl's Jail time…which..." He stopped and looked through the file, "is very high giving for how old she is." He glanced at her.
Clevera smiled.
He continued. "Shall be paid off by a favor to Interpol, if she helps them catch a criminal, no matter what the cost, her jail time, and the rest of her gangs' jail time will be paid off."
Gang? Haven't heard that in a while… Guess if Dad's, Bentley's, Murray's and my time could be paid off with this, guess I could do it. Clevera thought. "Sure."
The judged smiled. "Well then, since he is hosting a Little Miss pageant, she is the age, since coincidently, Constable Cooper and her BOTH have the same last name, he cold pretend to be her father."
Sly Nodded.
"Good it's settled! Sign the girl up!"
Clevera looked at Sly with a horrified look. PAGEANT!