I don't own Sly Cooper or any Cooper related persons(Ms. Puffin) or places or things.
"Where the way?" Sly said quickly.
"Geez, Sly work on your grammar," Bentley mumbled.
"What was that?" Sly demanded.
"Uh, I said "Sly, fork bon jour scrammer."
"Eh?" Murray said.
"It means, 'Yes'" Bentley explained. "In Duzehmeze."
"Yeah, whatever. What should we do to pass the time?" Sly said.
"Hey, let's remember all that awesomeness at the Happy Camper. Me first!" Murray exclaimed.
"Fine, Murray. You can go first." Sly said, sarcastically.
"My story is about me and the dent in my back." Murray started.
"Dent?" Sly asked, now interested.
"Yeah, dent. Anyways-"
"Dent?" Sly asked.
"I don't know about this, 'dent'." Bentley said, puzzled.
"Let me explain already, Anyways, my story begins on an AWESOME day..." Murray explained, starting his story.
It was an AWESOME day, just for Murray. He ate all the food in the kitchen, including the plastic sporks. He had just went outside, standing there, like he usually did, looking for something to do while eating a ten-layer-burrito.
"Hey, fat kid! We need another player! Play baseball with us!" Some elephant kid yelled.
"Okay! Lemme finish my Burrito!" Murray yelled, already waddling over there. When he got there the kid grabbed what was left of the burrito out of his hands and threw it onto the ground. Once he got to the baseball field,that same elephant was waiting for him.
"No time for food son, 'cause you're up. My name's Joshy. Look out for Roger, he's a jerk."
After a long pause, Joshy finally asked why Murray wasn't moving.
"Too tired, from...walk here." Murray said exaustedly.
Joshy pushed Murray onto home base.
"Uh, guys, what's that kid doing with that ball?" Murray asked.
"He's gonna throw it at you, and your bat." A young Giraffe explained.
"Bat?"
"Oh,come on,he doesn't know how to play."Joshy groaned to the giraffe."Here,just swing this big stick." he said as he handed Murray the bat.
Murray stepped up to the plate.The pitcher winded up.He threw a clean strike."Stee-rike one." the umpire said.
"Wait,wait,wait. SWING the bat! SWING THE BAT! Joshy squeaked."Okay." Murray said. Before the pitcher could even pitch.Murray threw the bat at the pitcher. It hit him in the gut."Owwwwwww...",he cried. as tears started to soak his face.He ran away,crying.
"Great.",a squirrel on the other team said."Now we need a new pitcher.Oh,oh. Roger,ROGER! PITCH FOR US! PITCH FOR US!
A gorilla stepped onto the pitcher's mound."I will knock this fat boy out.",he said.
"Oh, NO! ROGER WILL KILL HIM!" Joshy screamed.
"Huh?" Murray said, and what happened next could only be described as a miracle. Roger chucked the ball at Murray's head, and Murray, out of reflex, moved the bat in front of his face. The ball hit his bat and rolled to the edge of the field. Murray still stood there.
"RUN! RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN!" Joshy screamed, jumping up and down.
"Where?" Murray asked.
"THAT WAY!"
Murray shrugged, and ran with the bat to first base. Only, he kept going in the same direction.
"NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"Joshy yelled."Nuts!" he said as he threw his baseball cap to the ground.
By now, Roger had the ball and slammed it into Murray's back.
"OOOF!" Murray yelled as the ball hit him.
"YOU'RE OUT! OUT OUT OUT!" Roger yelled at Murray's face.This made Murray very angry. He threw the bat as hard he could at Roger's face. It hit him square in the jaw.He instantly fell flat on his back. The orphanage administrator,Ms. Puffin heard Roger crying out in pain and ran out to the field.
"What happened here?" she asked as she came running."Oh my." she said looking at the damage done to Roger."I think his jaw is broken."
Everyone looked at Murray."Who did this?" Ms. Puffin asked, looking at the children.
"I did." Murray said he as if he had done nothing wrong.
"And then I got detention for 6 weeks."Murray said proudly to his friends.
"No offense,Murray." Bentley said,scratching his head."But that was a bad story."
"Yeah,what does this have to do with that 'dent'?" Sly asked.
"Dent? Oh you mean this one.",Murray said.He pulled his shirt over his head to show his friends a dark magenta dent in his upper back.
"Murray! Watch the road!",Bentley screamed.
"Oh sorry.",Murray said,grabbing the steering wheel.
Oh no. A possible car crash.Another story...Find out...next time.