Life After The Gang.
This is my first ever Sly Cooper fan fiction. I hope you like it (: Review please!
It's half past 11 at night in Venice, Italy. Constable Sly Cooper is walking back to apartment 5B after a grueling day of work. He looks around Rome, it bringing back many memories of the Cooper Gang and their crazy adventures. He stopped, and stared at the old Safehouse. He was flashing back to his days of trying to capture Octavio, and getting Murray back into the team after the Clockwerk incident. He then shook himself out of his trance, remembering that he had to be home. He was already late from booking this idiot who tried to break into an orphanage to steal the christmas toys. What an ass , Sly thought to himself.
As he grew nearer to the apartment building, he couldn't help but wonder how Bently and Murray were doing. Last time he heard of them was about 4 and a half years ago. Bently was with Penelope, working on some big project, as always. He chuckled to himself, remembering how the gang even met Penelope. And then Murray finished his training with the Guru, and went on to race the van in multiple races. They were living their lives. They had good times together, and he missed it. He missed running around and pulling off heists with the guys, but he couldnt ask for a better life then he has now. And that was the truth, he loves his life. The gang was fun, and living up to his fathers expectations and lifestyle was even better. But he had to settle down sooner or later, even if that meant faking amnesia to get on that track.
He got into his apartment building and walked up the five flights of stairs and reached his apartment. He opened the door and turned on the light, when he noticed a little, auburn-red blob at the bottom of his feet. He chuckled, God, he must've fallen asleep waiting for me to get home .
The auburn-red blob would be his son, Benjamin. At three years old, the small boy already resembled both of his parents greatly. He had the black around his chocolate brown eyes, like his Daddy, and had red fur and a long tail like his Mommy.
Sly picked up the boy and carried him to his room. He and Ben worked on the room together, painting it the perfect shade of dark blue. Of course, he had some sort of obsession, and that was pirates. There were grey little anchors on the wall above his bed. There were leggo pirates spred out all over the floor, looking as if they fought a big battle against each other. Sly placed his son onto the un-made bed, and pulled the covers over top of him.
He's out cold, Sly mused at his son. He couldn't help but stare at the sleeping boy, wondering how he came out so perfect. Sly looked over at the clock, it was almost midnight. He needed to get some sleep. He bent down and kissed his son on the forehead and told him he loved him. He shut off the light and lightly closed the door. He dragged himself into the bedroom where his sleeping wife was. Yes, that would be Carmelita. She was snoring up a storm, and Sly struggled to stifle a laugh. She claims she never snored, but he heard it almost every night. Her blue, curly hair was spred over her pillow in a way that made Sly take in her beauty. Even as she snored louder then Murray has ever snored, he was still very much attracted to her. He took off his clothes, and put on pajama pants. He took the badge off of his jacket and placed it next to Carmelitas. He went into the bathroom to brush his teeth, but stopped when he looked into the mirror.
He noticed how his grey fur has become darker, and his eyes more tired looking. All of that work mustve aged him 10 years in the last 4. Didn't matter to him though, as long as Carmelita loved him that's all he could ask for. He brushed his teeth and crawled into bed with his lover. He woke to her trying to steal back his pillow from her.
"Baby, what are you doing?" She questioned him drowsily.
"You took my pillow when you were asleep, I'm sorry i woke you" he claimed, as he gave her a peck on the lips. She smiled to this and happily gave him the pillow back.
She turned over to look at the clock. "It's almost midnight! What kept you?" she asked.
Sly sighed, "I was booking this asshole who tried to break into the local orphanage. He confessed to trying to steal the christmas presents so he could sell them for drugs."
"Wow, the people here are really messed up," Carmelita whispered. She lay back down on her back and watched Sly as he settled into bed. He got into his usual position, laying back with his hands on the back of his head, and closed his eyes. Carmelita took this oppurtunity to crawl onto her husbands chest and hug it. He opened one eye and gave that half smile that she would die for, and put his arm around her shoulder. After a while of chatting about their day, Carmelita went back to her usual snoring, and Sly fell asleep.
The next morning was Saturday, Sly's day off. Since they had Ben, Carmelita worked the weekends and tended to her son during the week. She couldn't possibly pull herself away from the job she loved, so they comprimised. She had already woken up and left by the time Ben ran onto the bed, jumping on it trying to wake his Father up.
"Daddy! It's Saturday! Wake up! Wake up! We're going to the park today, c'mon wake up!" Ben exclaimed excitidly as Sly slowly rose up from his sleep. He took Ben around the waist and and twisted him upside down as his little boy squealed with delight.
"Yes we are! But...before that we need to get you clean and fed, okay?" Sly smiled at his son as he put him back on his feet. Ben jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom. We do this every weekend, Sly thought to himself, And he is always estactic and ready to go.
After Ben was washed, dressed, and fed, they walked over to the park. Sly helped his son climb onto the play equipment and watched how stelthy he was at such an early age. Sly knew he was going to do something athletic, whether it's a sport or being a theif. That is, if Sly grows the balls to tell Carmelita that he faked the amnesia almost 5 years ago. He wanted Ben to get to know Bentley and Murray, even Dimitri and Penelope. Sly just wished Carmelita would understand why he did it, and hopedshe won't get mad...
"Daddy come push me!" Ben called to him from across the playground, over by the swings. Sly snapped out of his thoughts immediantly; he didn't even realise Ben ran off over there. He smiled and waved as Ben got onto the swing. He walked over to him and Ben was ready.
"I wanna go high and jump off!" Ben exclaimed as he wiggled around in the swing out of excitement. Sly had to chuckle at that, because that's probably what he said to his father when he took him to the park those many years ago.
"Well, I'll make you a deal," Sly said as he bent down infront of his son. "I'll push you high, but you can't jump off."
"Okay, I promise! Now push me!"
As Sly walked around to the other side of the swing, something caught his eye. Rather,someone.
And that someone was green and in a wheelchair.
So yeah, that's it! I'll be adding the second chapter very soon.
Note: The idea of Benjamin came from Jenisee Cooper's deviantart. I suggest you check it out because it's really amazing.