"Okay, now we take a turn down Memory Lane Avenue and we're there!" Murray said looking down the dusty road.
"There it is!" Sly said, standing up in the van. Murray screeched to a stop. The Cooper Gang got out of the van. Sly ran to the front door. He turned the knob. It was unlocked. he waited for Bentley and Murray to catch up. They walked inside.
The orphanage had become a wreck of a place. The wallpaper was peeling off, the doors were barely on their hinges. All the picture frames had been ripped off their nails, with a portion of the wall and there were plants growing on the walls.
"Whoa, how'd this place become such a dump?" Murray asked,gazing around.
"It's been abandoned for years," Sly answered.
"Oh, yeah. Hey, let's go outside to the playground!" Murray yelled, then ran outside to the back. "Hey guys, check this out!"
Sly and Bentley rushed outside. What Murray had found was an old pool. "CANNONBALL!" Murray screamed as he jumped into the pool. "AHH!"
"Murray! Are you okay?" Sly shouted.
"Yeah, I just fell in this slime stuff. Wanna touch it? It feels really weird." ,Murray said as he stood in waist high green ooze.
"No thanks. But I do have to tell you this brings back some-Awk!" bentley began. Murray had thrown a chunk of the slime at Bentley.
"Hey, this stuff tastes like ice cream," Murray said. "Remember the Ice Cream Guy? "
"All too well, it started when..." Bentley began.
Horace Walters was a bitter ice cream man who didn't have a home, and lived in his ice cream truck. He hated mostly everyone. He sold all his ice cream to Ms. Puffin. She ate it (with Horace) in front of all the children and teachers in assemblies.
One 112 Degrees Faihrenheit July day, Horace drove by, and like usual, he didn't sell the kids any ice cream.
Joshy walked up to the side window of the truck. "Can I have some ice cream?" He asked.
"Shut up, 'ya stupid kid! Read the sign: NOT FOR SALE!" Horace responded. He then slammed the window on Joshy's finger's.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" he screamed, and then ran off crying.
"Now all of yous get away from me!" Horace screamed at the kids. Bentley was furious. The one day were he could actually try some ice cream, and now he couldn't have any! It wasn't like he had any money anyways. He looked over at the truck a fat hipppo kid was banging his fists on the window.
"I want ice cream!" he yelled.
"Well,TOO BAD!",Horace shouted as he opened the window.
The fat hippo ran over to a tree and began and sat with his arms crossed,pouting.Bentley felt sorry for him.He scampered over to him.
"You hate the Ice Cream Man,too?".Bentley asked.
"Yeah.",the hippo replied,still pouting."I hate his guts."
"Well I got a plan.",Bentley said,grinning."And I know someone who can help."
"Okay, I'm Murray",Murray said as he got up."Let's go."
Sly was on a tree branch, reading his comics. "Gosh, I hope Mr. Fudge can get out of the whipped cream quicksand in time for the hula-hoop competition." Sly thought, reading his comics.
"Hey, Sly!" Bentley yelled, interrupting Sly's thoughts. "This kid named Murray and I want to get revenge on the ice cream guy for not selling him anything. We need your help!"
"Okay, I- AAARRRGHH!" Sly wailed as he fell from the tree.
"Are you okay?" Murray asked,picking Sly up.
"Yeah, but my ribs hurt really bad," Sly said.He started to cough.
They walked over to the Ice Cream truck,no one was inside.
"Alright.",Sly said."My first job as a thief."
"Whaddya mean,thief?",Bentley said,confused.
"Uh...never mind that.",Sly quickly said."Let's just steal some ice cream."
"Yeah!",Bentley said.He tried to open the door.It was locked."Oh well,better luck next time."
Suddenly the window was smashed into pieces as Murray threw a baseball threw it.
"Murray,I didn't know you had that in you.",Bentley said,trembling in fear.
"Aw,come on.",Murray replied."You've only known me for 5 minutes."
"Hey guys,",Sly butted in."What exactly is the plan,anyways?"
"I didn't get this far.",Bentley said,crunching numbers into a calculator."I thought we'd run away by this point."
"Well,we haven't.",Sly said,heroically."And WE won't give up."Sly crawled into the Ice Cream Truck.A minute later he opened the back door.
"Alright,Sly!",Murray said as he grabbed 10 Bomb-Pops and shoveled two down and spat out the popsicle stick."What do I do with this?"
"Nothing,Murray.",Bentley said,licking a chocolate ice cream cone."Ohhhhhhhhh...I just remembered I was lactose-intolerent."
"What does that mean.",Murray asked.
"If I eat anything with dairy products I'll get hives and throw up-bllllaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh..."Bentley said as he threw up on the grass.
"That was awesome.",Murray said in awe.
"Hey,guys.",Sly said from the driver's seat."I'm gonna try to drive this thing over to where the other kids are."
"No! SLY! Don't!",Bentley croaked."You don't know how to driv-bllllllllaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!" He threw up again.
Sly turned the keys which were still in the ignition.He couldn't reach the gas pedal.He looked to the back of the truck."What can I use to reach the gas?",Sly thought.He saw a 10 pound box of Ice Cream Sandwiches.He lugged over the driver's seat and put the box on the gas pedal.He used the stick shift 5 and accidently put the truck in DRIVE.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!",Sly screamed with tears in his eyes as the truck sped over to the tree in front of Ms. Puffin's office.It crashed into the tree and flipped over with a force so powerful it knocked the tree over.It crashed into Ms. Puffin's tinted windows,exposing her eating the kid's ice cream with Horace.
"Wha...what have YOU DONE!",she yelled at the children.Sly crawled out of the flipped over Ice Cream Truck.
"Uuuhhhh...",Sly moaned,holding his head."What happened?"
"COOOOOOOOOOOOPER!",she shrieked."I knew you were trouble when you came here."
"It's not what it looks like.",Sly said,dazed.He passed out.Murray and Bentley caem running to the wreck.
"Sly!",Murray yelled."Did our plan work?"
"THAT'S IT! Every single child at this Orphanage is all punished to fix my windows and plant trees around my mangled office. I can't even tell who did this. And you 3 will have to work for me to pay for this great man's van." Ms. Puffin snarled at everyone who was playing outside.
"We didn't do anything!" Joshy protested.
"JOSHY! YOU WANT TO CALL ME A LIAR? ALL OF YOU GET TO CLEANING, I've got to have a WORD with Joshy." She replied.
She walked off with Joshy. The rest of the kids hurriedly went to work.
"Sly, don't remind me of that ice cream, I can still feel sick from that." Bentley said queasily.
"Cute story, but you're all under arrest." The all-too-familliar voice of Carmelita Fox shouted behind them. "There's no getting away this time, Cooper."
"Uh, hi Carmelita." Sly said.