Disclaimer: I do not own Sly Cooper and other related characters. They are the property of Sucker Punch not me. I decided to rewrite this story. I felt it was the word I'm going to use is 'cluttered'.
Confused Thinking
Sly's view: "I know that the world tells us because I'm a thief and you're a cop a relationship would never work and would be immorally wrong. But who has the right to tell us what to do? Only our hearts can speak for themselves. Maybe the world should change. Why should we have to deny our feelings for one another? If you love me as I love you, what should it matter what our occupations are?" Long pause of thinking. "I guess I can see how being in love with a thief when you're a cop is wrong, but why does it feel so right each time I see you? Each time we kiss? Yet another pause for thinking. "I can see how unhappy you are at your job. Why not just quit and join me? Society wouldn't frown on our relation ship if we we're both on the same side of the law. We would both win…"
"Sly what are you doing?" His turtle friend asked after peaking into Sly's room when he heard a lot of mumbling.
"Nothing." The master thief replied grabbing the Cooper Clans family cane. Sly opened his bedroom window. "I have something I need to do." Sly told the over protective turtle while he climbed out his window.
"Do not do anything reckless SLY!" Bentley told his raccoon friend as Sly climbed the fire escapes. "Why do I bother? Of course he's about to do something reckless." Bentley shook his head and left Sly's room.
Carmelita's view: "Why must you have been born a thief? You could have been an accountant or a pop idol. Why a thief? I think of how things would be if it wasn't for that flaw in our society. He sends me flowers. He sends me gifts. Once or twice he has stolen a kiss." Thinking intensely. "I could love you if it wasn't for our jobs. My once indestructible flame of passion for this job has dwindled to a spark of light. I once loved this job until it got in the way of all that I want and need. I know you feel the way about me as I do you, but why do we have to be apart? Maybe I will quit my job, this job that is slowly driving me insane, and join you because for you my life I would change..." Carmelita stopped talking as a report went out over her police radio.
"There has been a break in at Le Pariee Museum. Suspect is believed to be Sly Cooper..." Carmelita turned off her radio. She had just heard all she needed to hear.
"This time I won't let you get away." She made a sharp U-turn in her red convertible and headed for Le Pariee Museum. "You'll be mine soon ring tail." She said with a devilish smile.
