Sly 4
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A/N This is my first Sly Cooper fic. I hope it's good because this is the second time I'm doing chapter one. Please R&R.
Chapter 1- The Dynamic Duo
Paris 11:43 PMBentley stretched his neck as far as it would allow. He was sitting on a sponge-filled chair in a dingy, mildew-smelling apartment. It was raining outside of the cheap motel he had rented for Penelope and himself. She had already gone to sleep and was currently behind him; shifting position every so often causing a creak in the worn out, coffee stained bed. In front of him was a small coffee table with a paper twice as big as a graph chart. The paper fell over the table and touched the floor. On the paper, rough draft # fifteen of the time machine. The paper was so massive that Bentley had to stretch his neck to see the end of it. He re-read it about five times, then began to circle parts of it with red marker. By the time he was done, which was twenty after midnight; almost the whole thing was covered in X's and circles. Bentley sighed and shook his head. Using all of his strength, he hoisted himself onto his wheelchair, which was right beside the other chair he had been using. He was used to it so there was much of a strain to complete this switch of chairs. Bentley rolled back to bed, feeling no satisfaction for rough draft # fifteen.
The next day Penelope was the first to awake. She stayed in bed for five minutes, more, and then got up. She saw the time machine plans covered in red corrections. Penelope sighed silently and went to the small washroom. She took a nice, quick shower and put on her overalls. When she got out, Bentley was already awake, packing.
"We're leaving, Bentley?" she asked. He turned around to face her.
"I believe the police are on their way here. They were tipped of by one of the residents here. Penelope also couldn't help but notice that he was wearing one of his disguises.
He wore a brown, pin-striped suit over an orange Hawaiian shirt; white gloves, a light brown cap, and red and white sneakers. Penelope grabbed a black dress, red boots, and elbow-length blue gloves. They were now the badly-dressed misfits. She stuck a fake, unlit cigarette in her mouth and Bentley put on a trimmed beard. They grabbed their bags and walked out the door. They took the keys and closed the door. They then locked it and slide the keys under the door.
"This should provide some extra time," muttered Bentley. They turned to the left of the small hallway and walked out the fire exit. Bentley, instead of rolling down the stairs jumped landing to landing. When they were at the bottom, Bentley pulled the alarm and they both ran. Sirens neared just as they turned into an alley. The police cars stopped in front of the motel and instantly ran to block the exits, thinking that the two culprits were still inside. Five men ran inside the building and questioned the manager of their whereabouts. There was a little bit of confusion because Bentley had signed in as Douglas wearing a bunny costume. Penelope had signed in as Mary.
"There's a bunny named Douglas and a mouse named Mary," said the manager. "That's the only couple that came in that had a female mouse in it."
The bulldog head cop asked one more question.
"Was the bunny in a wheelchair?"
"Yeah. What's it to you?" he asked. The bulldog nodded and they stormed up the stairs.
"Freeze in there!" the bulldog shouted. One cop tried opening the door but it was locked. They thought that Bentley and Penelope were still inside so they busted down the door. There was no one in sight.
The subway left them off far away from the motel they had been in just about half an hour back. They headed to the airport and bought two first-class tickets to California. It would be a long trip.
A/N I started you off with a short chapter. I hope you liked it! Please review and I would appreciate any hints from my fellow authors. However, no very negative comments please.