Disclaimer: I do not own nor did create Sly Cooper or other related characters. They are the property and creation of Sucker Punch not me. I also do not own 'Alone', nor had any part of creating it. It is solely who ever sings it or the record label its under, not me.
A Night Not Easily Forgotten
Carmelita arrived at the party with only and hour till midnight. When she got in side the mansion many of the guest couldn't take their eyes off of her. She also caught the attention of a certain raccoon. Sly had seen her enter and instantly recognized the fox. He made his way down the stairs, bumping a few guest in the process. Sly searched the sea of guest looking for Carmelita. He thought he saw her by the back wall, so rushed over there. He had been mistaken, no one was by the back wall. Sly turned around to head back to the top of the stairs. "Oh!" He bumped into someone. Sly sent the guest to the ground. He looked to see who it was and as fate would have it he had knocked down the one person he was looking for. "Let me help you up." Sly reached out his had to help her. He pulled her up. "I am so sorry." The young girl dust her self off. "I am glad to see you excepted my invitation."
Carmelita blushed. She really wanted to see him again and found it flattering that he wanted to see her as well. "I here the ticking of the clock. I'm lying here, the rooms pitch dark." One of Carmelita's favorite songs was playing. Sly noticed she was bobbing her head to the music.
"Would you like to dance?" Sly offered Carmelita his hand. She excepted it. They walked out to the dance floor. Sly and Carmelita danced to the rthym of the song.
I wonder where you are tonight, no answer on the telephone.
And the night goes by so very slow
Oh, and I hope that it doesn't end though...Alone
Then the sounds beat got faster and Sly and Carmelita danced faster. The crowd was loving watching them dance. Many people cheered and whistled. Sly and Carm was given the dance floor. Though there were three people there who didn't enjoy the show.
"Why is he dancing with her?" Clara was saying in an uptight snob voice.
"Yeah, he could be dancing with me!" They were so jealous of the fox.
"Hm," Clara and Clhoe looked over at there mother.
"What is it mother?" They asked in unison.
"The girl dancing there," She referred to Carmelita on the dance floor.
"Yeah, what about her?" Clara was annoyed with the suspense.
"She seems familiar." Clirtew and her daughters watched the couple dominate the dance floor.
The twins thought about what there mother said. "Yeah she does." The twins said at once.
Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone?
How do I get you alone?
Alone...
Carmelita felt like she was living in a dream. This was the best moment of her life...
DONG DONG DONG, the giant clock on the mansion struck twelve.
"Oh, no it can't be twelve already!" Carmelita stopped dancing. The crowd stood in suspense. "I must go now." She broke away from his hand and ran. The magic was wearing off. Carmelita could see some of the ripps and tares starting to reappear.
Clirtew got a sneaky suspicion. "Let's go." She told her daughter but they began to protest. "I said let's GO!" This time the girls listened and followed their mother out side.
Carmelita was in such a hurry. Her clothes were starting to look like rags again. She just couldn't run fast enough. "Oh," Her shock pistol fell out of its holster. Carmelita went pack to pick it up.
Sly followed right behind her. He ran faster when she stopped to pick up her shock pistol.
Carmelita wasn't quick enough. Sly was right behind her. She decided to leave it behind and keep on running.
Sly stopped chasing after the fox. He wasn't going to be able to catch up to her if he tried. "Whats this?" He bent down and picked up the item the fox left behind. He looked it over and saw that on the handle were grooves where the holder put their fingers, Sly got a most brilliant idea.
Carmelita hopped in the back of her limo. "Go!" She told the driver. The car left as quickly as it came. Carmelita's clothing was now tattered rags. She put her back up against the seat. "Uh upmf." She wished the day wouldn't end.
Clirtew and her daughters were now in their limo. The driver was over the speed limit, Clirtews orders. That girl better still be at that house or so help her I gonna... "Oh!" The limo went over a speed bump. Clirtews head hit the roof of the car.
Carmelitas car was pulling back to the spot she found it in when it became old and rusty again. Her beautiful clothes were just a ripped costume now. She saw the headlights of her step mothers limo and rushed inside.
Clirtew and her daughters stepped out of the limo. She walked to the front door not expecting Carmelita to open it as she was supposed to, but to her surprise the young fox was holding the door open and was wearing her plain clothes with an apron over it. "Hello, step mother." Clirtew was speech less. She had been wrong to suspect that Carmelita was the elegant girl at the party."Home so soon?"
Clirtew snapped at Carmelita. "That is not your PLACE to ask that, now is it?" Carmelitas happiness died away at those words. She shook her head. "And don't forget it." She threw hers and her daughters coats on Carmelita and went up stairs. Carmleita put the coats aaway and went to her room with that nights events in her head.
The party was over and all the guest had left. Sly was in his room still staring at the shock pistol that was dropped by the girl with no name. Bently and Murry had not seen him since that said girl left. They were worried and went to check on him.
"Sly, me and Murry were just wondering..." He saw the gun in Sly's hand. "Where did you get that!" Bently was amazed by the piece of technology. "That's, that's a..." The probalamatic turtle hyperventalated, he was so impressed. "A Zues Bolt 792. Those are only allowed to the secret service."
Sly was impressed that the turtle knew so much. "Tell me more about it Bently." Bently didn't need to be asked to go on.
The genious went on and on about it features. "And the handle is speacilly made for the one person who is to use it look." He told Sly pointing to grooves that Sly saw earilier. He put his hand around the handle. "You see how my fingues are to small for the grooves, only the one who owned this hand would fit perfectly in it." Sly's idea came back to mind.
"Okay Bently, Murry. Tomorow we will look for the owner of this 792." Sly still remembered the look on the foxes face as they danced together. He wasn't going to give up until he found her.
A really want to know how this story is going. Please tell me what you tought of it. I won't update for a while. I am working on my Kingdom Hearts fanfic at the moment, but please don't stop reading, only try to read more: D
