The Blue Midnight
By: Mutitoon90
A/N: I do not know the Sly Cooper characters.
I: Girl Meets Boy.
In a great field of wild flowers, a young fox cub was gathering flowers to make a crown. She loved the feeling of the sun on her fur, and the grass tickling her skin, and there were no guards watching her very more.
Her father, the High Lord, was very concerned with her safety. She knew that being the High Lord's daughter was difficult. From birth, she was taught everything that she was supposed to know: manners, dancing, horseback riding, conversation, and many more. She hated the lifestyle of high society and how the lower classes were treated by some of the nobles.
When she was in the field, she was in her own world. Only her father could bring her back to reality.
The vixen was looking for the perfect flower to finish her crown when her blue hair pulled back.
"Ouch!" The red fox cub yelled out in pain, "That hurts!"
"Sorry." Said a voice.
The young vixen's hair was released, nearly causing her to fall to the ground. She regained her balance and turned to one person that pulled her hair.
"Who do you think-" The vixen managed to say when a gloved finger was pressed against her lips.
She saw the finger's owner: a young raccoon wearing clothes of a High Lord's son. He looked like he was older than her by a year or so.
"Forgive me." The young raccoon said, "Allow me to introduce myself: I'm Sly Cooper, The son of the High Lord to the West."
Then, he pulled out of his jacket a red rose, and he said, "I thought you would want this to finish that crown."
The young vixen reached for the flower, but the young Cooper kept it out of her reach.
"But, can I have the honor of knowing your name?" Sly asked suavely.
The young vixen thought about the request, then she answered, "I'm Carmelita."
She thought that if she just said her first name, he would think of her as a pheasant, but the young gentlemen raccoon saw that plan as easily as if he saw a gold coin.
"Now I know the name of the High Lord of the North's daughter." Sly said with a grin, "It's an honor and a pleasure to meet you."
Carmelita did not know what to do; this raccoon knew who she was, but she knew nothing of him or of the High Lord of the West.
There was something about this boy; it was not the feeling of hate or like. This emotion was unlike anything she felt before. She also wanted to know him better.
"You're from the west, huh?" The vixen asked, trying to be casual.
"Yes ma'am." Sly answered.
"I've heard that the ocean is beautiful." Carmelita said, "I've always wanted to see the ocean ever since I've heard about it."
"Would you like to see the ocean?" Sly asked, causing the fox cub to blush.
"Yes, I do." Carmelita answered.
Then, Sly kissed Carmelita on the lips. The vixen was surprised as well as delighted at the kiss.
After he released the kiss, Sly asked, "Did you like that?"
Carmelita nodded.
"Carmelita!"
The vexed vixen turned and saw her father. She knew it was time to return to the castle. She turned back to the raccoon, just to find a rose in his place.
"For a moment, I thought I was dreaming.' Carmelita thought to herself.
The young vixen started to run to her father, but she stopped. She turned around and said to herself, "I wish I could have Sly Cooper for a husband."
"Carmelita!" Her father yelled again.
"Coming!" Carmelita yelled back as she ran towards him.
As she left, Sly hid underneath the flowers. He heard what Carmelita had said.
"I wish I was yours and all yours as well." The young raccoon said before he disappeared into the sea of wild flowers.
A grown vixen wakened from a slumber. She smiled as she turned her body underneath the sheets.
"That dream again." She said to herself.
She sat up in her bed and looked out of the window at the flower field.
"Sly." Was the thing that she said before getting out of bed.
She was halfway to the door when someone knocked at the door.
"Lady Carmelita, are you awake?" A voice asked as the knocking came to her from the door.
"I'm awake." Carmelita answered, "Come in."
A small cat entered the room. She was wearing a blue and green dress that matched her blue eyes, which were lighted with excitment.
"Holly," Carmelita said, seeing the feline's eyes, "was it them again?"
"Yes, ma'am," Holly answered, "The Midnight Bandits have struck again.