It was late in the morning, so the sun was able to shine in a few windows. One such window was the hideout of Sly Cooper, that hit the sleeping raccoon in the face.

It was not the Cooper gang hideout, but his private hideout. Sly usually had to hide from Bentley whenever he did something this stupid.

Sly turned in his sleep, trying to get ride of the evil sunbeam by biting it. It seemed to be working for the raccoon. Unfortunately, a large bang caused the raccoon to jump up from the couch and into a fighting postion.

"Sly, did you see the news?" Bentley came rolling in, with Murray behind him closing the door.

"Hey, how did you find-" Sly tried to say, but Murray knocked him down and Bentley turned on the TV.

"-till a mystery on how it was done, but the death toll is still rising as bodie-"

Sly blinked. It was a regular chancel, but CNN had took over? What had happened?

"Sly, that nut case." Bentley turned off the TV, trembling as he did so. "He killed the entire staff and member of the playboy house brutally, and blew up the adult section of Hollywood."

"Ok…"

"Sly… it was during day time." Bentley paused. "With hundreds of victims." The turtle pinched the bridge of his nose. "Sly…this nut case actually said he is going to kill again, going after the other deadly sins."

Sly blinked, biting back a yawn. "So who's next? Greed, sloth, env-."

"Sly, he plans on killing 'pride' next at noon." Bentley said with a frown.

"Bentley, you have to realize, that the whole world is damn proudfu-" Sly froze as realization came on him. "You don't actually think he could -."

"Absolutely not Sly." Bentley frowned again, shaking his head at his partner. "But look Sly, this is a serious nut case. I think we should do something about it." Sly frowned, trying to decide on what to do.

"Excuse me for a moment guys. Need to go to the bathroom." Sly stood and moved his way to the bathroom.

Bentley sighed nervously while Murray fidgeted.

"Say Bentley, when should we tell-"

"We don't!" Bentley nearly shouted, eyes flickering towards the bathroom. "Remember, it was just a guess."

"I know that, but what if-"

"If worse comes to worse, we will be there." Bentley patted his other partner on the arm. "It is the Cooper Gang after all."