A Toast

Sly woke up with the sun in his eyes; much like several days before. Once again, he was back in his Paris flat with the woman of his dreams. Tonight he knew, would be the dinner before the wedding. Bentley, after calling in a few favors, had planned for a most exquisite meal.

Everyone was close to the soon be newlyweds was there. Sly's gang, Carmelita's family, her friends. Even Chief Barkley. Of course, the Cooper Gang had to stay undercover to avoid 'detection'. With all the chattering going around at Sly's house, nobody noticed Bentley stand up (he had braces for his legs to help avoid getting caught.).

"May I have your attention please!" Bentley said. Nobody paid any attention. "Can I have your attention!"

"LISTEN UP YOU BASTARDS!" Murray yelled in annoyance.

Everyone immediately quieted down and stared at the pink hippo.

"Sorry about the bastard thing," Murray apologized. "My friend has something to say."

"I would like to make a toast to the fine couple that we have gathered to see," Bentley began. "Two fine officers of the law, ready to tie the knot. And I must say, a very cute couple. So here's to the Sly and Carmelita!"

Everyone raised their glasses in a tribute to the couple.

"I would like to say something too," Barkley said, attracting all the attention towards himself. "They say that when God closes a door, he opens a window. And I must say that the partnership between these two are an example of that. When Ms. Fox hee came to my precinct, she was dealt more than her fair share of bad hands. Incompetent partners, backstabbing partners, HELL! One of them sold her out. Top it all off, she was harassed by jealous co-workers and especially those stupid horn-dogs that I have the displeasure of calling 'officers.' And then one day, she returns from a sting operation in the Pacific with this beat up, confused raccoon with her, and she says that he took one hell of a beating! He couldn't remember a damn thing. Of course, I didn't want to waste the academy's with trying to re-educate this amnesiac, but she insisted that he be trained. So I say to her "Fox, if you really want this guy to be helped, then he be your partner, no if's, and's, or but's." Well now I know I made a good decision putting these two together. To the finest people I have ever had the pleasure of calling officer's of the law."

Everyone raised their glasses in tribute.

During the dinner, everyone was chatting up a storm.

"Mmm," Eliza said. "This is good! What is this? Who made this?"

"That would be me," Murray answered.

"Really?" Eliza asked in astonishment. "What is it?"

"Let's just say that it was a 'slow runner'," Murray said with a serious face. It quickly went to a goofy look when he saw the shocked and grossed-out look on Eliza's face. "Just kidding!"

"You didn't tell me Murray was a good cook," Carmelita whispered to Sly.

"Trust me, he wasn't this good back in high school," Sly replied. "He got kicked out of a cooking class because the teacher asked what he was eating and Murray replied "Let's just say that the Easter bunny came early…and I shot him."

"He said that?" Carmelita asked in disbelief.

"No," Sly said. "I did, it was a joke because I accidently stuck an arrow into the thigh of my gym teacher during archery. He wasn't a very bright teacher to begin with if he stand on the archery field while the students are letting the arrows fly."

"Jeez," Carmelita said in disbelief. "It's never a dull moment with you guy's."

"Damn straight," Sly simply muttered, giving a small smile.


Sorry if this chapter isn't as good as the other ones. Been having some writer's block.

Once again, I need to know which story to get up next, Condor, Blind Man's Bluff, Green Eyed Lady, or Forged Identity. Whichever gets the most sugestions or votes (whatever), that'll be the next story. SO GET TO VOTING!