Three Months Later
The plans were organized and included every miniscule detail. Alexia would be the lead bridesmaid, and Penelope. But since Sly actually had more than one friend, he was having trouble deciding who would be the best man. Officer Tanner too visited for a little get together.
"Does it pay?" Murray asked. Though he wasn't going to do it for money if it did.
"You don't get paid for being the best man," Tanner chuckled. "It's the honor of bangin' the hottest bridesmaid! Oh and standing at the altar with the bride and groom as they say their vows, but that latter lacks in fun."
"Look guys," Sly said. "I managed to narrow it down."
"Really? Who made it?" Bentley asked.
"Anybody but Dimitri," Sly smirked.
"Why you do this to me?" Dimitri asked.
"Because you annoy the hell out of me," Sly calmly said.
"I do not…wait, wait, you right there," Dimitri shook his head in both shame. But in a joking manner. "But really! Am I annoying?"
"YES!" Everyone yelled out.
Dimitri grunted and walked off.
"Tanner, you're off the list because you're not really a gang member," Sly said. "No hard feelings right?"
"S'okay" Tanner replied. "Didn't really care for being the best man anyway. Besides, I wasn't much of a help when Carmelita was practically held at the business end of a shotgun to marry some would be mafia lord."
"My thieving brother," Panda King said. "I would respectfully ask that you do not choose me."
"Why's that?" Sly said, slightly stunned.
"Because dear Cooper," Panda King replied. "We are just a little more than an acquaintance, and I believe it to be awkward for the best man to be someone who helped orphan the groom purposely. What would your father say?
"Since you requested it, your off," Sly said. "That leaves Murray and Bentley."
"Bentley can have the job," Murray said. "I have a lot of stuff to do with the racing and all."
"Bent? You up for it?" Sly asked.
"Yeah!" Bentley replied.
"Hey Ringtail," Carmelita said, sitting across from Sly at a café.
"Hey Carm," Sly smiled. "So have we decided to tell your family and hope for the best?"
"Well, yes," Carmelita muttered. "I'm just a little nervous."
"About what?" Sly asked.
"Should we really be doing this when Tybalt is out there somewhere?" Carmelita replied.
"Carmelita," Sly sighed. "I'm just as nervous about Tybalt showing his face around the wedding. There's a time for war, a time for strife, a time set aside for everything in the sun. We must now set aside a time for love. Our love. I want to be with you. Not someone else. Hell, Penelope had a crush on me! What I mean to say is that Tybalt's gone, and we can now hopefully have a chance for our love to flourish."
"Sly, you pretty much took the words out of my mouth," Carmelita smiled. "Screw Tybalt. I need to go, so I will see you at home, and maybe I will have a little something in store for you."
Carmelita left. Sly was left smiling his usual charming but scheming smile. "Oh, I'll see you there love," he chuckled to himself.
