NOTES- Sly Cooper
and related characters are property of Sucker Punch. Macavity's name is
A.L. Webber and/or T.S. Eliot. Nee owns some stuff, including a
"Legless but Smiling" hat from Nee's holiday. ANNNNND NEE'S BACK!
First off let Nee say sorry for 1.The lack of
updates 2.The very sudden holiday And 3. Anything else Nee has done
that Nee should say sorry for. The last month or so has been... weird
to say the less. That not an excuse you understand, just the reason
(And a poor one at that). But hopefully now that Nee's back on track,
Nee can write more and indeed review more (Something that has suffered
badly over the last few weeks).
Winged Sence - Nee's happy you and Felix liked Nee's little trick And the end was made up on the fly as it goes (which normally Nee reframes from doing), along with Evans, so Nee's glad to work well for you. And Felix, it ain't the worst Nee's gotten from the lovely Miss Fox, she done things to Nee that would make even YOUR fur stand on end.
erickdragon101 - Yes. You. Must. Laugh. Yeah, the soup was a bit predictable but then again so is life. And that criminal line was just Carmelita improvising off script, that's why it worked because it was "true" to her. Knight Out!
wheres my book - Oooh Two posts! Once again Nee's sorry for not updating but it's here now - So stop it with the eyes!Argggh! The power of the puppy eyes! Nee's glad you were surprised by Nee's tricks. And Nee felt that line about 'dancing with Cooper' had to go in there as that just want happens in a certain game that this story precedes.
Heiduska - Like a normal being, Carmelita can't be angey all the time, so this chapter hopefully allowed her to show her nicer, more friendly side. Glad you think the fic is great (Try saying that three times fast).
DivineGuardian - Three posts from you, it seems Nee's very pleased of what a 'Sly' obesser thinks of Nee's little fic. Now if Nee were to answer you question in this post, it may take away with the revealing when/if it happends - But you have raised a very good question with that vap remark...
Lt. Cooper - Two Posters Rule! In Chapter 2, that song does not belong to Nee but the comedy that Nee worked around it was, so thanks (Nee did change a few lyrics but not many). Nee also happy with peoples liking Nee speak (Third-person) you should have heard Nee when Nee had a lisp (Note: You got to hear it in Ch12). Nee hopes this next chapter doesn't dissapoint. Holla Back At Cha, EJ.
pharmmajor - Well, when Nee looked at the character of Carmelita, Nee saw it was incomplete... So black and white. Why? So Nee start writing this past for her, Nee likes it thought of as intriguing. And thanks for commenting on the air of 'sinister mystery' Nee worked in with the Macavity character, Nee's trying to see how long his true face can remain hidden, Sucker Punch hid Clockwerk's formost of the first game so Nee's going to try for that.
Clockwerk - We were just speaking about you. Hehehe. Well the wait is over, Here is Chapter 14 - Driven To Destiny.
Xhavius - The air of the supernatural smells nice, doesn't it? Thanks for your comments on the dialogue and character development as the main drive of the fic is the CD and it let's Nee know Nee has done Nee's job. Tar muchly ;)
Ch14 - Driven To Destiny
Sly tested his breath once more. Standing in the dark green hallway that laid in front of Carmelita's apartment door, the ever smiling raccoon was dressed in a little blue shortsleeved and dark grey trousers along with his ever present blue cap and mask (Since raccoons have masks anyway Sly could leave it on and no one would notice). Although it was only a recon mission, Sly felt a trip out with the woman of his affection was worth getting dressed up for. Carmelita may say she only wants to see him wearing a prison jumpsuit, but Sly knew he was a fairly good looking young man and in the game of love you've got to use every strength you got. Plus the clothes made Sly look much less thief-like. With the chocolates tucked under one arm and blue roses in the other, Sly looked like another guy going courting, much better for recon work. After the events that took place last night, Sly thought the vixen had finally started to warm to him. She may even say thanks for the flowers, after all he'd sent a bunch of high quality blue roses every week for years and not a word.
"Well you took your own sweet time, didn't you?" A voice snapped the 'coon out of his own little world. Startled by this, Sly looked around for the source of the noise, and he didn't have to look far. A quite busty young ewe, still in her dressing gown, stood at the door besides the one that led to Carmelita's apartment with a very annoyed look on her face.
"Are you talking to me?" Sly said. Seeing no one else she could possibly be talking to, he reasoned she must be and approached her.
"There's no one else here."
"So you must be talking to me." The thief chuckled and flashed a charming smile. His heart may belong to Carmelita but Sly Cooper was, is and always will be the Lady Killer... But he'd find women in this building a little more work than most.
"Whatever. Look I don't know how long you've worked for the delivery company but the other guy always got those flowers here by ten o'clock. It's now eleven." The smile had no effect, she was more focused on the flowers than Sly. She seemed to think he was some flower delivery guy. Never one to pass up an opportunity to mess with someone's head, Cooper decided to play along.
"So you're Miss Carmelita Fox, are ya?" A thought was starting to brew in Sly's tricky mind.
"Yes, I am. Now can you hand over my flowers, please?" Said 'Carmelita'.
'Bingo! No wonder Carmelita never mentioned the flowers, this woman must be intercepting them from the courier company I sent them through." Sly looked down and saw that his current outfit matched that of the delivery company's uniform. 'Thank God I signed them Secret Admirer and kept the messages clean.' If word got out Sly Cooper was senting the Inspector flowers with saucy messages, her life at the office would be worse than ever. "Well then 'Inspector' if you'd just sign for them..." The thief patted himself up and down. "Ah, sorry Miss Fox, I seem to have left my pen in the truck. I don't suppose you'd have one?"
"Of couse I have. Just wait here." When the ewe had disappeared, Sly edged his way to Carmelita's door. "I've got one."
'Blast.' Thinking quickly, the master thief concocted a way of keeping this faker busy. "Err... Is it a red one?"
"No."
"Ahh well, sorry Miss. I'm only allowed to use red ink on the pad." Sly called out, hoping it covered the sound of the Inspector's doorbell he'd just pressed.
"I'll keep looking."
Sly looked back to check the female sheep hadn't returned. And when his eyes came back to Carmelita's door, he was greeted by the thing he'd imagined a thousand times but could never come close to realising its true beauty. The face of Carmelita Montoya Fox seconds after it had woken. Neither one said anything, Sly was in a blissful numbness and Carmelita was in a sleepy haze. It was the Inspector who was first to awaken from her dreamlike state.
"Cooper!" The sound of shock in her voice broke the thief out of his trance. Remembering the other tenents might hear, she brought her voice down to a whisper. "What are you doing here, Ringtail! We're supposed to be meeting at the airfield at seven tonight!"
"Element of suprise, my love. If you didn't expect it neither will they." He beamed, knowing full well what he just said made no sense whatsoever and would create that fabulous flustered look Sly loved so much.
"What? What are you talking about?" It worked. Before more could be said, the ewe, Evans appeared with the red pen in hand.
"I got one... Carmelita! I didn't think you'd be up..." Evans laughed nervously.
"Evans!" Not knowing if the landlady recognised the famous thief, the vixen attempted to come up with a cover story. "Err this is.."
"Detective Russell Cronwell. Inspector Fox's long time admirer and temporary partner." Sly spoke up. "Miss Evans, are you aware that trying to obtain goods by deception is a criminal offence?" And with that Evans vanished back into her apartment. "So Carmelita... Do you always sleep in your clothes?" With the witness out the way, Sly when back to his old annoying ways, deciding he'd tell her what all that was about later. After all, she was too busy to worry about it now, what with all the 'thanking the maker I was to tired to change into my nightgown before I went to sleep' and all.
"THAT THIEF!" After getting some coffee in her and a quick wash and change (For which Sly was made to wait outside the apartment), Miss Fox was ready to attack the day and anything else that got in her way. The officer and thief then hopped into the car Sly had driven to Carmelita's and made their way to Legend's airfield. It pained Sly to drive the low profile minivan he was in, Murray was the one who drove the mission vechicles. When Sly drove himself and his 'lady friends', he'd normally be in his Mazda RX-8, the Porsche Cayman S or, for one of Carmelita's beauty, his light blue Shelby Cobra GT500. But once more work got in the way of showing Miss Fox the good life which she deserved, as all those cars would get the sort of attention a minivan doesn't. On the way Sly had informed his beloved what her landlady had been up to. "I knew something was up with those flowers! I just knew it!"
"Well look at it this way, next month's rent will be cheap." The ever present Cooper wit made itself evident as Sly drove, one hand on the wheel, the other leant on the window. "I've got to say, I'm flattered you've got this het up over the flowers I sent you."
"I don't care about your damn flowers, I can't stand the things. It's the principle of the thing. She is a thief and she should be punished."
"She probably already has been. Think about, if all you said about her is true, that she's nothing but someone who desires fame what's the worst thing they can imagine? It's someone who doesn't even have to try to be beautiful, i.e. you, having a fan send you flowers whilst she gets nothing after all her hard work."
"That's one of the most stupid excuses I've ever heard, Ringtail." Carmelita lied. It was quite a good reason for Evans behaviour. It also explained why she kept suggesting Carmelita use her body, she was trying to bring the vixen down to her level. "Trust you to try and justify her theft."
"I'd never try and justify someone stealing from you, just giving a reason for it." Sly said as he came up to a red traffic light. "Cooper's have a code of honour, we don't like those who steal from the law abiding."
"What about your last heist? I think you'll find Sr. Kellerman has never had so much as a parking ticket."
"Ah but he didn't own the gems. They were bought by the musuem's owner, a very shady man called Phillip Lark..."
"The jewel thief? But he's robbed that musuem a few times himself." Inspector Fox stated as the lights turned green and they continued towards their destination.
"So he gets to sell the stuff again and he gets the insurance money. Besides, those gems belonged to the Coopers. Jolly Jake Cooper stole them for her then-Captain, Captain Ville. Then there was this whole double-cross thing and a lot of craziness... but I digress." Sly reached in the compartment in his door and pulled out some blueprints. "Right, we're nearly there. First off we need to grab some shots of the planes, the weapons hanger, basically the stuff of Legend's. We also need see where Kofi is, not take him on."
"I know, Ringtail. Is this really all your buddy needs to come up with a heist plan?" The vixen looked over the blueprints and brushed her hair behind her ear. "Seems pretty basic compared what they usually consist of."
"Yeah, Bentley can do a lot with very little..." The thief turned into a side alley when the gates of the airfield came into view. Game time! "Carmelita, to get this job done we're gonna have to do a little breaking and entering. Now since it's without warrant, you probably guessed it's illegal. You sure you want to do it this way?"
"One of the benefits of a flawless record, Ringtail, is people trust you enough to give you one of these." The Inspector pulled out a laminated card out her coat pocket. "A level fifteen warrant, the keys to the city. With this baby I can legally barge in to any suspect's hideout without asking permission at anytime. Only three of these have ever been issued to an Interpol Officer. I got it after I brought in the Fiendish Five."
"Ooo, very nice. Not as nice as you, fairest of the fair, but still very nice." The comment got him a sharp punch in the arm. "If I'd known the police issued those, I would signed up with Interpol years ago. Oh well, too late now... Let's go." After retrieving his family cane from the backseat, Sly and Carmelita made their way across the street to the wire fence, which was quickly scaled.