A/N: Hello, hello it's Snow. Happy Christmas and all the other holidays I would name them but that would take up the whole fan fic. I would like to wish Lily, Ellie, and myself a happy birthday (27th) and anyone else who has had birthdays or have one coming up.
Jingle Blues
"'Rocking around the Christmas tree, at the Christmas party hop. Mistletoe hung where you can see, every couple tries to stop. Rocking around the Christmas tree, let the Christmas spirit ring. Latter we'll have some pumpkin pie and we'll do some carolling…'" the orphans sang. All but one little orphan sang these Christmas tunes, his name was Sly Cooper. He had just been brought to Happy Campers Orphanage a little over a week ago. Sly was a small racoon and kept to himself. He usually sat in the corner of the playroom.
That night after they had finished the '12 nights of Christmas' for the second time, Mrs. Magalia tried to get though to Sly. She thought about this intently, "Bentley, Murray!" she called. "Yes Mrs. M." a ten year-old turtle said to the Headmistress. "Would you like to meet someone who just lost his family?" She asked. "Who?" the hippo asked. "Well, Sly Cooper," she said.
"You mean the kid who has Jingle Blues?" asked Bentley.
"Yes, Bentley, Sly Cooper," Mrs. Magalia steamed she never liked name calling. She walked over to Sly's corner, "Sly, sweetie. I have some kids I want you to meet." Sly nodded his head ever so slightly. She left the boys alone to talk.
"Hi, I'm Bentley and this is Murray," Bentley said. "Hi," Murray said.
"I'm Sly Cooper," The little boy seemed to loosen up a little bit.
"So what do you like to do around here Sly?" asked Murray.
"I like to nick things from that bully, Shaw Craw, you know that big bird," he said, "What do you guys do for fun?"
"I like to fix things and try to hack Mrs. Magalia's user on the computer," said Bentley.
"I like cars. I hope to be one of the best drivers one day," Murray said, "Hey! I've got an idea!"
"Let's hear it buddy," Sly said clearly getting along with these boys.
"Why don't we start a gang or something!" said Murray excitedly.
"My dad had a gang. I think it was called the Cooper gang or something. They pulled heists after heist and never got caught! My mother never liked my dad's job but she got use to it. We moved around a lot! I got to see all these really neat places! It was so cool. But then my Mom and Dad were killed on my eight birthday. It was only a few weeks ago," he stopped talking there.
"I know how you feel Sly. My mom and dad were killed in a car crash," Murray said.
"My mom and dad got sick then they died," said Bentley sombrely, "Hey Sly. Well call it the Cooper gang, so it will be like your dad's!"
"So I guess this makes us friends?" asked Murray.
"Yeah Murray it does. I think I'm starting to like this place." said Sly.
"Boys? Do you want to sing some Christmas songs?" asked Mrs. Magalia.
"SURE!" they yelled in unison.
"No one knew that these three boys would be friends for life and defeat Clockwork twice," said Sly
"So that what really happened Sly," asked Carmelita.
"That's the truth! I swear!" he said.
"Right. BENTLEY! BENTLEY!" yelled Carmelita.
"Yeah Carmelita?" Bentley asked.
"How did you and Sly meet?" She asked.
"Well, it was the night before Christmas and all through the house all the creatures were stirring even the mouse," Bentley joked, "Well we really meet because Sly had a bad case of Jingle Blues. He was upset and Mrs. Stella Magalia the headmistress of Happy Campers wanted to cheer him up so she sent us." He said while trying to put the star on the tree.
"Here let me help you with that," said Carmelita. Bentley handed over the star to Carmelita so she could try. Carmelita stood on her tiptoes and sill couldn't reach. Soon she felt herself being lifted from the ground. It was Murray lifting her up. She put the star on top and could feel herself moving towards the floor. "Thanks, Murray!" she said.
"It was nothing little buddy," said Murray.
"Ok now that the tree is done we can give gifts," Carmelita should have never said that because from then on wrapping paper was flying in the air and loud thank you's could be heard from every inch of the room.
A/N: It's more of a story about how the gang met but Christmassy still. Well leave reviews. Thank you Lily, James, Luke, Michael, Ellie, Bree, Jazmine, and Sara Lee for helping me write this the day before Christmas.