HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!! That was my little brother's idea, we are as evil as we get! Anyhow here's the rest of the story.

Chapter 4: A tale of two feasts and the REAL ending to Chapter 3

Jerry and Mohawk eeeever so carefully stepped onto the chandelier where Paul was tightly closing his eyes waiting for his doom. "Guys Please be very careful………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… I don't want you to fall as well." Whispered Paul to the gang thinking his eyelids were going to rip because he had them shut so tightly.

DOWNSTAIRS

Knock- Knockity- Knock- Knock- Knock- Knock

Bentley put down his 3:00 lunch (A turkey sandwich with lettuce, tomato, mayonnaise and just the right seasoning to make just perfect. Hey Bentley may not be a cook, but using math and possibly sometimes a computer he can figure out what to put in food, how much to put something in food so that kind of makes him the perfect chef) and got himself to the door. There in the door way was a big pink hippo that Bentley knew all too well.

"Hey there little buddy, The Murray is here." Greeted Murray in his usual fashion.

"Nice to see you again too pal." Bentley replied shaking Murray's dinner plate size hand and then led him inside.

"Am I the first one here because you know what happens when I'm the first one here, right??" said the big pink hippo worried that IT would happen again.

"Oh no I remember all TOO well, I still have the broken pieces you uh 'gave' me, and don't worry you're only the second one here." Said Bentley having nightmarish flashbacks.

"Really who else is here?" asked Murray.

"Hmmm? Oh Guru's here he's uhm helping me with a mutant rat problem." said Bentley his mind trailing

"My master's here, awesome! Where is he?" said Murray happy that he was not the first one here "And do you mean the problem's mutant or are the rats mutant?" Murray asked hoping that the problem was mutant and not the rats because Murray hates big rats.

"No the rats are mutant." Bentley said.

"Darn, well where's Guru?" asked Murray and as if right on queue the Guru came in riding a very large rat. Apparently he morphed his staff into a whip and made himself a cowboy hat and was riding that rat like a bull at a rodeo

"YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! RIDEM' COWBOY, GIDDY UP, I GOCTH YA NOW VARMIT, OH hi Murray hi Bentley." Said Guru waving his hat around and cracking his whip on the rat every once and awhile to make sure the rat knew who was boss around here then he went zooming past Bentley and Murray and went out the door and went zooming down the streets of Richmond, Virginia (hey if you're going to live in a historical place you might as well choose a capital of either the North or the South of the Civil war) with the rat "ipeing" all the way down the street until there was only the sounds of people griping about the noise and the normal sounds of a suburban area.

"Wwwweeeeeelllllllllll……….. (sigh) He'll be back he always comes back." Sighed Bentley both weirded out and amused "Well come in Murray, come in make yourself at home." Said Bentley just then there was a knock on the door; Bentley went to see who it was when suddenly when Bentley was about 3 feet from the door the entire door fell down with a startled Panda King holding the frame.

CHANDELIER

Paul was leaning over the edge of the chandelier with the help of Jerry and Mohawk holding on to his ankles. Paul was busily taking small amounts of food from the table.

"Let's see we'll need this, this, one of these, one of these, one of those and a bit of this stuff what ever it is." Said Paul taking food from his backpack and from the huge dinning room table (like some turkey, gravy, ham, chicken, some potatoes and a bit of some soup) he didn't take too much with fear of someone noticing, only essential stuff, stuff that he needed, the rest came from his old, dirty, dusty, a few holes here and there but trustworthy pack then he pulled himself back onto the chandelier and pulled out a ruddy Portable Intrermagical Cerabrete Nova Intrermag Carrying thing in the shape of a basket or as Paul likes to call it, the p.i.c.n.i.c. basket and p.i.c.n.i.c. blanket.

GRUOND FLOOR

"Well come on in Murray come in, make yourself at home." Said Bentley just then there was a knock on the door; Bentley went to see who it was when suddenly when Bentley was about 3 feet from the door the entire door fell down with a startled Panda King holding the frame then he went over picked up the door and tried to put it back where it was, then without luck he slammed it in place and again, and again, and again, and again until finally the poor little door couldn't take the pressure (and the slamming) and cracked clean in half.

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Then he just calmly set the two pieces down and clenched his fists then, the two pieces broke into 7 pieces "WHAT THE -!!" At the sound of Panda King's swearing the pieces of the door suddenly… Poof, there was dust all over the floor.

"I apologize, Bentley for…" Panda King started to say but Bentley held his hand up to silence him.

"Don't worry Panda King that door was ready to fall off any minute anyway." Bentley said and then he clapped his hands once and two robots appeared and started to remake the dust of what was once their door. As usually Panda King knew the routine so he went straight to the couch sat down and folded his hands and put them between his knees.

CHANDELEIR

"Ok boys everyone know the plan?" asked Paul

"Right we eat when they start eating then we…… Uhm…uhm..uhm oh! We finish before them we steal some stuff from right under their noses then you 'Introduce' yourself then we jump down on your great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great grandchild's gang member that's like us then we all explain what we're doing here and 'THE PLAN'." Said Jerry looking at notebook with colorful pictures of the plan on 7 pages.

"Very good Jerry." Said Paul pleased with exceptionally good and handsome plan

GROUND FLOOR

Ding-Dong Bentley and Penelope turned to the gap of what was previously their door and scurrying in on a tame shrunken rat was the Guru "Hi Bentley, Penelope, no time to talk must return rat." Guru said as he rushed by the now fixed door.

"I found the little bro on the roadway, rodeoing on rat like he own the place." Said a familiar voice that can't use slang for beans.

"Nice to see you too Dimitri." Said Penelope as she faced the tacky suit wearing lizard.

"Solid baby, worry no more for the party is here I come in, for party need to be started right." Dimitri said and walked in before anyone would invite him in. (not that they would anyway) well that's almost everybody. Bentley thought, that just leaves…the door bell ranged for the final time and interrupting Bentley's thoughts. "Hello there Sly." Bentley said smiling at his old chum.

"Hi there pal, it's been some time hasn't it?" Sly greeted his pal and holding Carmelita to his side.

"It's nice to see you Sly and Miss Fox." Bentley said.

"It Mrs. Cooper now." She said and showed Bentley a diamond ring on her hand. The ring showed Bentley what Carmelita's face looked like for a second… she was blushing like crazy.

CHANDELEIR

"All right they're just sitting down now, ooh I can't wait I'm so giddy I'm shaking." Giggled Paul, giddily.

"Alright people, settle down, settle down the food and the poker and other card games is what you're here for but cards is after dinner, we have to finish making dinner and there are priorities that have to get done before we eat." Everyone moaned for not being able to play cards until dinner was done except Sly, and the Boys on the chandelier who don't even know all those other games were but they did know of poker and blackjack. "First there's an announcement that someone should make instead of me." Said Bentley looking around the room for volunteers. Then Sly and Carmelita stood up and walked over to where Bentley was standing at the front of the table. "Sly and I." said Carmelita flashing a diamond ring. "Are now married."

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH." Even Paul and his gang couldn't resist the temptation and went along with the group quietly. Then Sly and Carmelita went back to their seats next to each other and sat down. Penelope came with all the food and silverware and put them at people's places.

"Alright dig in!" Said Bentley sitting down and continue to eat as the boys 'upstairs' followed his orders and began to eat. Before long the boys were done with their food and assumed their positions making not one sound and making sure that the chandelier didn't creak one peep then slowly but steadily they lowered Paul down. down he went until he gave them the signal to stop: he was right above the one they called Dimitri he slowly reached down with his cane towards his scuba gear, looking down at that and at Bentley and Penelope and waving one hand to signal not as to even giggle and to talk to him to keep him distracted, then he hooked his cane loop around one of the straps of the gear and slowly because it was heavy hoisted it up.

"Boys this is all we're stealing for now we'll wait till' Poker and Blackjack starts then we'll go for the big heist, got it?" Paul said.

"Yes sir!" Jerry and Mohawk said, saluting like they would in the army. Nobody seemed to realize the vanishing of the scuba gear. After twenty minutes everyone at the table was fed and well into a game of poker. Paul, having plenty of experience in scouting and spying was observing the situation that was going on. Then Paul spotted the one called Sly and broke into a mischievous grin. Bentley was staring at his cards trying to find a way win with a card counting formula he had made for this game. Then he noticed Paul's cane reach for the hat on Sly's head. Bentley had to force back a laugh at the sight of a Cooper stealing from a Cooper; it was funnier then the time the whole gang once got lost in an art museum, most likely because of the fact that they stole every single last piece of artwork and leaving blank walls in their place. He watched as Paul's cane snatched the hat right off of Sly's head and pulled the hat back up to the chandelier, on the chandelier Bentley could see Paul trying different ways to put it on with different faces, then Sly stopped in mid sentence of how he would beat Bentley this time, he patted his head three times looked all around.

"Alright guys who has my hat, and give it back." Sly said huffily, at that moment Paul was leaning over the edge and sticking his tongue out at him, then using his cane that could extend to slide down swiftly and stealthily then stopping right above Sly's head, to Bentley he looked exactly like Spider-man. When the moment was right; when Sly was glaring at Bentley across the table, Paul slowly but steadily slid down some more so that his upside-down light hazelnut colored eyes were level with Sly's light hazelnut colored eyes, they both stared at each other intently with their now huge round eyes (Paul was just copying what Sly did) as Sly turned his head this way and that, so did Paul, during all that Bentley was silently counting down.

10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…2 and a half…1…1 and three quarters

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Screamed Sly as Paul stared at Sly with curiosity. Then Paul put his hand to Sly's mouth to silence him, gave Sly his hat back then lifted his upside down hat off his head slightly to say hello then Paul's eyes fell on Sly's cards.

"Looks like you lose Bentley." Paul said facing the green turtle.

"Why?" Bentley asked looking confused at this statement.

"He's got five aces." Paul replied and took the cards from his startled grandson's hand and put the cards on the table.

"Excuse me but what the heck is going on here!?" Sly yelled causing everyone to face him.

"The name's Paul Revere Cooper, part of the 7th Maine legion, born and raised in Massachusetts, fought in the Revolution and I'm one of your ancestors." Paul said poking Sly in the nose.

"Bentley, Penelope, what did I tell you about bringing back my ancestors, didn't I tell you not to?" Sly said eyeing them with suspicion.

"Yes but he sort of… um well, did it by himself, sorta." Penelope said sheepishly.

"That's right I was sent forward in time by that big dummy Clockwerk back in 1777 so don't blame them, blame Clockwerk O.K." Paul explained.

"Umm sorry Paul but there's no mention of you in the Thievius Racconus." Sly said looking very confused now. Paul then pulled out his version of the Thievius Racconus, the original Thievius Racconus and showed it to Sly.

"This is the original Thievius Racconus, what you have is a copy incase the first one is lost." Paul explained "I know that you and your buddies have gone on some adventures, so I was wondering if you would help me with one of my eon long little 'adventures' shall we say?" Paul said

"Sure Paul we would all be glad to in fact I bet we'd all like to have a little history lesson on my ancestor, right gang?" asked Sly, and everyone agreed.

"Awww thanks guys you're the best!" "Buuut we need to see your specialtys so get in a line on the stairs to the roof ok?" Paul asked hoping they would comply, so they got in a line hoping they get the job for their heist skills. First Bentley and Penelope came up, as soon as they came Paul said "Tech and vehicle maker/designer." Then Dimitri, Paul looked at him for a second or two and said "joke guy, you know to calm us down and make us laugh.

"What! You think I'm comic relief! No way bro I am hip diver dude! You picking up what I be putting down?!" Dimitri spat.

"Not really. Could you say it again in present English, please?" Paul asked, still calibrating what he just heard

"Huh, I mean I'm Da diver, you know undersea stuff and all those potato chips." Dimitri explained.

"He said he can work underwater." Bentley translated.

"Right then." Paul said and then proceeded to Murry and declared him to be the muscle (No surprise there), then Guru who was named mystic like Mohawk, Panda King was labeled demo expert, and Sly was named master thief (WELL NO DUH!!).

"So what's this adventure of yours?" asked Carmelita after Paul was done. Paul sat on his cane, pulled a piece parchment out and started his tale.

"Back in the time of ancient Mesopotamia there existed five thieves of great power and stature. These thieves were The Cooper clan, The Darkwolf clan, The Souie Clan, The Snowbert clan, and The Barssaboa clan. These thieves made the first organized crime of the world. Then one day, they found an object so powerful that they felt that no one in the world should have it so they made a map, built a tomb with two stone guardians that would protect the tomb and put the bodies of the dead thieves and their generations to come in the tomb. Then they fought over the map because each one wanted the object for themselves except the first Cooper of us all who just sat back and watched the others fight over it. The map was ripped into five pieces and the five thieves took their pieces and scattered themselves around the globe, to this day the four of the five thieves are still fighting over map." Paul said finishing his tale.

"So what is this crypt like?" ask Panda King.

"It got graves and has more loot in there then the Cooper vault." Said Paul, with a dreamy look on his face from picturing all that gold.

"Look, Paul I'm sorry to say but we're retired from thieving long ago and I'm a cop for Interpol so I can't go back to being a thief." Sly said just remembering that he was faking amnesia.

"But I need to put my stash of treasure in there; I also am way over due to be dead in there," Paul explained hoping to get through to them, "Come on, this tomb has been only seen by the eyes of the dead, this tomb is a monument to the criminal underworld and home of the most powerful object in the history of the world!"

"You know Ring Tail, this could allow us to bust the top four most wanted criminals, and we could take the case so you can go back to thieving while I cover for you." Carmelita suggested.

"You'd do that for me even after I promised never to steal again?" Sly asked shocked at what his fiancée suggested.

"Well you changed your life for me so I think this will even the score also I feel that the infamous Sly Cooper deserves one last hurrah." She answered back.

"Well that settles it, alright Paul we'll go and what's with the paper?" Sly asked noticing the paper in Paul's hands.

"This… This little baby is the piece of the map that quite literally fell into the lap of our ancestor, the piece that no one else noticed, the piece that made him change his entire perspective on life and he took this piece not to figure out where IT is but to make sure no one did. Then the rest is history, because as you know the first Cooper was famous for mass amounts of changing intelligence and perspective." Paul explained.

"I hate to bring this up but if indeed the other map pieces are around the globe, how will we obtain them? We don't have the ship anymore." P.K pointed out.

"That's not true; the ship is in the harbor not far from here." Bentley said.

"And the van is repaired after its last crash." Murry added.

"Well it's getting late and if we wanna get an early start tomorrow we have to get to bed." Bentley said and everyone headed for the guest rooms and Paul's gang headed for the roof. The next morning everyone was up, Sly kissed Carmelita good bye and flagged a taxi for her to get back to the office then hopped into the team van. As they drove to the dock, Paul and his gang was starting to look pale.

"Is Freedom fighter and friends ok? You look awful." Guru said noticing them.

"We're not use to a horseless carriage." Mohawk manage to say while holding back vomit. After five restroom stops, they finally got to the ship and were ready to set sail.

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