I hate mondays a wise man once said that.

Damian awoke with a start, the Raccoon still in his grasp stirred but remained sleeping. He glanced at the clock. 6:43 A.M. A little red version of him popped up atop his chest beside a flowing white robed one. "Oh come on just snuggle close. He put you here why not enjoy it,"

"No you know better than to assume you should wake him and do the right thing,"

"Oh! shut up you holier than thou douche,"

The tiny Devil raised his pitchfork and swung it into the angel's face. He proceeded to savagely beat the tiny angel into a pulp. Tiny screams of pain resounded out into the room until they fell silent. He turned and gave Damian a thumbs up and a grin. Damian smirked and pulled Sly a bit closer as the both of them vanished. He responded by grumbling and throwing his own arm around Damian and burying his face into Damian's chest seeking warmth in the chilly morning. Damian lay his head just above Sly's, breathing in his sent. He soon drifted back into sleep.

Sly's eyes fluttered open and for a moment he lay still in the embrace. He yelped and scrambled back, thudding against the floor. Damian roused and looked around. "Can't we just snuggle for a while... what happened?"

Sly blinked a he remembered the situation and sighed. "My head hurts."

"Well that tends to happen when you get clocked in the head by a woman with a hand like a brick."

"Ah. That explains a few things... Why were we cuddling?"

"I was trying to wake you up and you have freakishly strong arms and a tendency to reach for something to hold while you sleep,"

Damian chuckled and blushed. "Your telling me you couldn't escape a sleeping man?"

"Shut up!"

"No need to get defensive... Seriously am I just the hulk or something?"

"Apparently,"

"Nah the hulk isn't this beautiful,"

Sly rolled his eyes and climbed to his feet. Murrey poked his head out of the kitchen. "oh the lovebirds are awake! Would you like to share a plate?"

They both snatched up throw pillows and flung them at Murrey who dodged back into the kitchen, giggling. Sly strode into the kitchen to sights of bacon sizzling, eggs in the pan and, hash browns alongside said bacon. Penelope and Murrey scurried about the kitchen each tending to a different bit of the process. Currently Murrey was setting the table and Penelope was flipping hash browns. Sly made a theatrical moan of pleasure. "mother of god that smells good,"

there came a knock on the door and Sly slumped a little. "no don't all rush to get it at once,"

He trudged to the door and opened it. "what! your interrupting brea-"

he saw a very large burly police officer on the other side of the door. He eyed Sly and gave that reassuring smile that all police seem to have. "hello I'm not here for you. I'm looking for a criminal and was wondering if I could go through your back yard. He seems to be jumping fences,"

Sly resisted the urge to laugh and allowed the officer through only then did he see the three others behind him. One being a certain fox. She simply walked by and winked at him passing by as if she didn't know him. After a good thirty minutes of tension and fear the officers left each in their own patrol car. Carmalita paused at the door. She turned back into the house and locked eyes with sly. "I just wanted to tell you I have a baby on the way actually about three months in I look fantastic don't I?"

Tis earned a pause from Sly. She had only been with her husband about two months. Actually Sly was with her thre- "Well you're not usually one to pass up an opportunity to hit on me,"

Sly shook his head and smiled sheepishly. "I try to avoid the easy targets. Hey just like you with a shock pistol,"

"Keep in mind ringtail I still have one on my belt,"

"I mean your the most attractive sharpshooter there ever was,"

"That's better, by the way next time I see you I'm taking you in,"

"Duly noted,"

"See you later Ringtail,"

with that she strode out of the house. Sly sighed as he watched her leave. "Well that was truly depressing,"

The gang glanced around looking for a distraction. Their savior came in the form of a rumble from Sly's stomach. "Well I'm famished how about you guys?"

They all agreed and sat down to a hearty breakfast. Soon after they all groaned having stuffed themselves full of the delectable vittles. Bentley wheeled in having skipped breakfast on this day. "This one was a bust guys,"

"What?"

"The mobsters caught wind we were in town and uprooted,"

"So we came here for nothing?"

"Essentially,"

Damian shrugged and smiled. "Well at least you got a new addition to the team right?"

They all nodded their agreement. "Well I already have our next safehouse found in england,"

Damian perked up. "I love england. I'm a huge fan of British television,"

They were soon packed up in the van. Damian saw each of them excluding Murrey draw a device or game of some kind. Bentley had a laptop. Penelope was playing Murrey's game. Sly had a mobile dvd player in his lap. Damian glanced at the movie and smirked. "Is that Doctor Who?"

Sly looked up and nodded noticing Damian with only his thumbs to keep him occupied. "We have a few hours 'till we get to the airport and stow away... would you like to watch with me?"

Damian smiled and scooted closer. Sly plugged in a pair of earphones and handed one to Damian who leaned on him to get a better view. Sly paused and leaned against him as well. He puzzled as he felt the bout of depression loosen it's grip. He scooted just a bit closer.

Thar you go i'll keep this up if I can i wub you guys :)