Finally! My computer isn't giving me grief for once! I hope everyone liked the last chappie. Ya see, what I'm doing is, I know the last two chappies weren't exactly linked, but what I'm doing is this: just like in movies, when Sly began to open the door in chappie 5, I fast forwarded to later on that night. However, We'll see a flashback of what went on before chappie 6. After that, you'll see what Sly and Carmelita are doing the next morning. I actually wanted to confuse you peoples this time!
Artemis: Yawn. Onto the next chappie!
Sly: I agree. Enough meaningless talk! Let's go with the chappie!
Me: Hits Sly and Artemis over the head Nobody asked you! Sly, will you do the Disclaimer?
Carmelita: You didn't do it in the other chappies!
Artemis: Yeah, and she got in trouble for it.
Me: Hits Artemis again SLY JUST DO THE DISCLAIMER!
Sly: Alright, alright… sigh Disclaimer: Ashley doesn't own Me/ other related characters…if she did…Sucker Punch would be screwed.
Me: Hits Sly again Here's the chappie!
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Sly awoke the next morning at about 6 a.m. At first, he was a little too sleepy to remember what went on before he went to sleep, but then it all clicked into his head in about a half a second. He gazed at Carmelita's head, which was resting on his shoulder. He brought one hand up and ran his fingers through her hair once more, inhaling the scent of her hair deeply. He looked at her face again. She looked like an absolute angel, and the way her hair fell over her shoulder and rested on his only made her look more so. She shivered, bringing herself closer to him. He smiled, pulling the blanket closer around her.
"I can't believe it…" He said in a soft whisper. He could believe that he had just made out with his only love just last night. What he couldn't believe was she had only been with him for…about twenty-four hours now. He closed his eyes, reflecting on the previous day…
Sly opened the door all the way…for a second…he thought he was hallucinating…that was…no…couldn't be…
"…Carmelita…?" He said in a low, astonished voice. He thanked God he remembered to change out of his PJ's. He was wearing a white shirt, black suit jacket, and black shoes (I just remembered; he don't wear pants). His hair was left somewhat spiky…no comb could tame his hair without gel. He blinked three times in a row…she was…HERE?
He gazed at her beauty…her smile, the way the snowflakes rested gently on her hair, those amazingly bright brown eyes…his eyes swept her frame…wow…the way she looked in that dress…she was so beautiful.
"…" He would have given the world to tell her how much she meant to him, how much he missed her, how much he…loved her…
"…I…" Carmelita brought her hand up and gently rested it to his lips, hushing him into silence. She seemed to understand exactly what he was trying to say…it was in her eyes…her very touch, which, as a side note, was electrifying in itself to him. She simply said two words,
"Me, too." Without saying a word, he led her inside, dazed…as if he were in a dream.
She's…here…
Ohhh! Break out the popcorn! This is gonna be good!
Hey! Who invited you into this?
I invited myself. Remember? I told you to wake me up when she got here…and…well, here I am, and there she is.
Whatever. If I wasn't in such a good mood, I'd be pissed. In fact, I'll just block you out of my mind. HA!
Whatever the heck he did, it worked, because he didn't hear that annoying voice in his head anymore. He and Carmelita walked into the downstairs living room, being greeted by Bentley, Murray, and Artemis. Bentley looked like he was about to faint. Murray looked like he was going to throw up…he had tried one of Bentley's exploded cookies. Artemis had an evil grin on her face.
"Art-! How did you keep this a secret?" Artemis laughed.
"It was easy. I didn't even know until about…2 a.m. this morning, would you say, Carm?" Carmelita laughed and nodded, moving ever so slightly closer to Sly. Artemis turned towards Bentley and Murray.
"Ben, Mur, can you guys help me with something real quick?" Bentley was about to ask what could be so freaking important, but thought better of it when he realized Artemis was basically telling them "Hey, why not get the hell out to give them some room" in the nicest possible way. Murray on the other hand, wasn't exactly the brightest crayon in the box…
"Gee, I don't know, Art. They might start to get a little…OUCH!" Artemis jabbed Murray in the gut, practically dragging him out of the room, Bentley in tow. When they were gone, Sly walked over to Carmelita and took her hand in his, both of them glad to be back together.
"I've missed you so much, Carmelita…I mean, you can ask Bentley…Murray…Artemis. They'll all tell you how I've driven them crazy." Carmelita laughed, then remembered that Artemis had mentioned a ball that they go to every Christmas…
"Artemis has told me a lot about how you guys spend Christmas together…" Sly nodded.
"Yeah. Did she tell you about the dance we go to every year?" She nodded, wondering if he was still the dancing raccoon she remembered from Rajan's lavish ball. She figured she'd better find out before hand…
"Sounds like fun…if only I had a dance partner…" Sly gave her that look that said "Hello?" She laughed, figuring his competitive spirit would never fail…
"Sorry, Sly. I'm just picky about who I dance with. You'll have to impress me, and believe you me, that's really hard to do…" She let her words hang there. He didn't hesitate a moment. He bowed down, extending his hand gallantly.
"Perhaps you could be the judge of my skills?" He winked, looking up at her. She smiled, taking her hand, meaning she accepted his proposal. He stood and brought her into his arms, sweeping her across the room, spinning her in the middle. He dipped her once, noting how she fully trusted him to keep her from falling, then swung her swiftly back into his arms. About a minute of this later, he spun her one last time, then ended the dance by dipping her low. She laughed as he brought her back up, into a hug.
"Well done, Sly! Well done! You never cease to impress, do you?" He blushed and laughed with her.
"Eh. I try." They just held each other for about a minute, but then, they began to lean in slowly…Carmelita tilted her head slightly, Sly doing the same in the opposite direction…She closed her eyes…
"Hey guys! Are ya making out yet? Thought you might wanna know that Nick showed up. Just telling you. See ya!" Murray popped his head around the corner, then disappeared behind it again. They both blushed, Sly scratching the back of his neck. Carmelita stared at her feet. They both agreed it'd be polite to say hello, so they walked out hand in hand to see Artemis practically drooling over Nick. (Side note: Yeah, this dude is real. He's not a video game character or anything.) They both laughed, all of them sitting down to just hang out.
After about two hours of laughing, joking, catching up, and the story of Bentley's exploding cookies later, everyone was ready to go to the ball. The girls checked their hair and everything, the guys were mainly concerned about how they smelled and if their breath was okay. Everyone piled into the van. Sly, Carmelita, Nick, and Artemis all got in back. Bentley took passenger's side, and Murray drove. A half an hour later, they arrived. Everyone got out of the van and stared in awe at the place's exterior.
"It's so…beautiful!" Carmelita exclaimed as her eyes swept the cathedral like building.
"Yeah…beautiful…" Sly said, but he wasn't looking at the building anymore…
He was looking at Carmelita.
They went in and began to have fun. There was a karaoke (spelling?) contest, which Artemis won, thank you very much. Then came the dancing. The music was jazzy, and they loved it. Sly swept Carmelita into his arms, a grin on his face.
"Did I impress you enough for a dance?" She laughed.
"Ohhh…I guess." She said teasingly as they danced the night away. The music slowed, and Carmelita instantly recognized it as her favorite song…
Beauty queen of only eighteen she,
Had some trouble with herself.
Carmelita smiled. She remembered when she heard it on her car radio when she was coming back to Paris…
He was always there to help her, she
Always belonged to someone else.
She then grew sad, remembering how she felt that whole year she was away from Sly…so cold…so alone…
I drove for miles and miles, and
Wound up at your door.
Carmelita couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She just let them cascade down her face. Sly noticed this, and it worried him.
"Are you alright?" She gulped and nodded…
I've had you so many times, but
Somehow I want more.
"I was just…so alone…" She cried silently. Sly wiped her tears away and brought her closer to himself. She was comforted by his touch and her sadness seemed to melt away when he leaned his head in and in an ever-softer voice sang her the chorus…
"I don't mind spending everyday,
Out on your corner in the pouring rain."
Carmelita had heard enough to know he truly loved her. Nothing could take that away. She and Sly gazed lovingly at each other, both realizing that they were meant for each other…
Look for the girl with the broken smile,
Ask her if she wants to stay a while.
They both began to lean in…there was nothing that could stop this… nothing that could possibly stop them from kissing…
And she will be loved,
And she will be loved.
They were so close now…Carmelita began to feel her lips tingle with excitement…this was it! They were going to kiss! Right here and now…
Maroon 5 was shut off and the Chicken Dance began to play.
They looked at each other, as if they were both saying, "Nuh-uh. Ain't no way we're making out during the Chicken Dance." They laughed and quickly got off the dance floor, seeing Artemis drag Nick off as well. Everyone howled with laughter as Bentley and Murray happily ran up on the dance floor. When it came to the part where you have to shake your butt, catastrophe struck. Bentley, being a turtle, had no butt, and Murray had too much butt, so Bentley ended up in the punch bowl (Remember in the last chapter when it said he still smelled like fruit punch? That's why.) Everyone was holding their stomachs they were laughing so hard. Later, after Bentley slid out of the punch bowl, everyone headed towards the van.
"Murray, you really need to watch what you're doing." Bentley said in an ever-obviously pissed off voice. Murray blushed.
"At least you got that chick's number…"
"No, Murray. That was a dude. It just looked like a chick." Everyone laughed again as they got in the van again. Traffic was bad, so it took about an hour to even hit the road. Carmelita and Sly were in the back with Nick and Artemis again. Nick put his arms around Artemis…
And he kissed her! (Yeah. I wish, people.)
Sly would have put both arms around Carmelita and just held her, but refrained from doing so for two reasons:
a) It'd be like he was copying Nick
and
b) He didn't touch her like that every chance he got. He's not a pervert like that.
Carmelita leaned her head on his shoulder, her hand on his chest. Her eyes began to get heavy, Sly could tell. He felt his arm start to fall asleep as she drifted into a deep, peaceful slumber. He wanted so badly to move his arm a little to get it into a comfortable position, but he didn't. She was fast asleep, and he didn't want to disturb her. Gradually, his shoulder got used to it. He put his arms around her, her face seemed to warm even more at his touch. He smiled, looking around. He had a great life.
He wasn't rich.
He didn't have any ruling power.
And he didn't care.
He was surrounded by faithful friends, who he was just as faithful to. They stuck by his side no matter what. He did the same to them. All of them were there to support each other. And there was one other thing that couldn't have made Sly happier…
He had the love of his life back with him.
"What more could I ask for?" He thought as the van made its way home.
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Well, that's the flashback. I thought of just doing it like a regular story, but then I figured I'd mix it up a little bit. Tee-hee. If you don't like the story so far, then I'm up for suggestions on my writing style. R & R peeps!