Sly could faintly hear voices as he blacked out.
"Sly? SSSSSSLLLLLLLYYYYYYYYY!" Bentley yelled.Or at least it sounded like Bentley.Sly was now fully out.He started to remember something...
Sly, Murray, and Bentley were on their way to their first orphanage gym class together.
"Guys, I forgot my excuse pass!" Bentley whispered. He always had an excuse for gym. He just sat under his bed and read complicated science books.
"It's okay, Bentley. We're probably just going to do table tennis or something," Sly said.
"Okay, Sly, I-I trust you." Bentley stuttered.
They walked into the locker room and changed into their gym shoes. They jogged into the gym.A grey-hound dog was waiting for them.
"Okay, class!" The gym teacher, Mr. Lindbergher yelled. "We're going to do some dodgeball, today!"
Bentley glared angrily at Sly.
"Now here are the rules of dodgeball..." Mr. Lindberger began.He rambled on about the basics of dodgeball for about 15 minutes until Joshy raised his hand.
"Mr.Lindberger,what happens when we get hit with the dodgeball?" He asked nervously.Mr.Lindberger picked up a dodgeball.
"Alright Joshy,here's a little demonstration." Mr. Lindberger said as he dribbled the ball.With lightning fast speed,he threw the ball at Joshy.It hit him on the forehead so hard,Joshy did a double backflip before landing on the gym floor.He was out cold.Two kids dragged him to the nurse's office yet again.
"That's what happens...any questions?" Mr.Lindberger asked.No one raised their hand.
"Wow,what an anger management case." Sly whispered to Bentley.
"COOPER!" Mr Lindberger screamed,causing Sly,Bentley and Murray to jump."NO TALKING!"
"Why not?"Murray asked."You talk a lot and I never listen."
"Well I got some good news and some bad news."Mr. Lindberger beagn."The good news is;you three are on the same team..."
"Yes!" Sly said out loud.
"And the bad news is;you're playing against the whole class and myself."
Sly and his team's jaws almost literaly hit the ground.
"GO YOU STUPID KIDS!" Lindberger screamed. He blew his whistle as loud as he could. Sly and his team ran to one side of the gym.He,Bentley and Murray grabbed three dodgeballs.
"You ready to learn your lesson you lil' ingrates!"Mr.Lindberger screeched.
"No!" Bentley yelled back.
"Well too bad!" Mr. Lindberger replied.He turned to the other children."Okay, now's our chance.Get 'em while their scared."
Bentley ran off into a corner and got pelted with dodgeballs.
"Sly! Murray! Help!" He screamed as more dodgeballs clobbered him.
Sly turned around, only to get pelted from behind.Sly ran to the cart with the dodgeballs in it.He hid inside. Murray was the only one left. Roger came up to him.
"Ready to get out,turnip picker?"Roger taunted.
"No.I'm not."Murray said."What's 'turnip picker' supposed to mean anyway?" Roger threw the ball at his face, nearly knocking him out.
"YOU'RE OUT! OUT OUT OUT!" Roger yelled at Murray's face.Murray started to turn red almost as if he was going to turn into the Hulk.
"You have made me very,very,VERY ANGRY!" Murray growled,as he popped his dodgeball.
"You stupid fat-boy."Roger snickered."You couldn't hit me even if you weren't fat." Murray picked up another dodgeball.He threw it at Roger.The ball hit Roger square in the jaw-brace,knocking it off.Roger got up and started to cry.
"Oh...I-I-I MISS MY JAW BRACE!"he sobbed.He fell back on the ground and started to throw a temper tantrum to the other kids' delight.
Murray picked the cart of dodgeballs.
"GGGGGAAAAHHHHHHHHH! MURRAY SMASH!" he yelled.
"Murray,what're ya doing?" Sly screamed from the cart.Murray couldn't here him because he was in a Hulk-like trance.He let out a gutteral roar(See Sly 2) and threw the carts to the children.The dodgeballs fell out and bounced out of the cart and hit everyone out except for Mr.Lindberger.Sly flopped out and sprawled on the floor.Mr. Lindberger picked up two dodgeballs.
"I'm gonna bombard you,Cooper." he said."BOMBARDMENT,BOMBARDMENT,BOMBARDMENT,BOMBARDMENT!"
Then,a miracle. A dodgeball hit Mr. Lindberger on the head."WHO THREW THAT!WHO!WHOOOOOOOO!"Mr. Lindbeger shouted.
"It was me,you dumb person!" Bentley yelled,triumphantly.
Before Mr.Lindberger could say anything,he fell flat on his face,knocked out cold.
"Wow,I didn't know you had that killer-instinct in you Bentley." Sly said,impressed.
"No...I...killed...h-h-him."Bentley said,his shell shivering.
"He's not dead,he's just sleeping."Murray said,back to normal Murray again.
Sly remembered that Mr.Lindberger was so suprised he lost to three kids,he fainted.What a weird memory,he thought.Sly could here voices again.He heard someone he didn't know...
"He just suffered a mild concussion,I think he'll wake up in either three hours or thirty years."the unknown voice said.
"What do you mean thirty years!" a familiar voice yelled."I remember in Medical Stuff for Geniuses,they said concussions don't knock people out for thirty years!"
"Thirty years is what I said!" the unknown voice shot back."and what I say counts,'cause I know everything!"
The voices started to fade away again.Sly started to open his eyes.He looked around.
"What is this place?" he said as he looked around.He saw a highway road in front of him.The sky was green for some reason and the grass next to the road was blue.There was a boat flying across the sky and planes were driving on the road.Books were flying around like birds.
"Okay...this is getting weird." Sly said as he backed up.He bumped into a cornstalk.
"Hey!" it yelled."Watch where you're going,jerk!"
"What? Did you just say that?" Sly asked.
"This is the place where it is," A nearby mailbox said. "You are the it in this place. You must be."
"Wait, what are you even saying?" Sly shouted.
"SLY! SLY! SLY! SLY!" They chanted. The world around him began to fade.
"He's waking up! Three hours all right! Sly! Can you here me? This is Bentley. Are you okay?" Bentley said to Sly.
Sly opened his eyes and saw Bentley,Murray and a doctor looking at him.
"Uhhhhh...where am I now?"Sly asked."What did the mailbox say again?"
"Mailbox?" Murray repeated.
"Sly!" Benley exclaimed."You wouldn't believe this joke of a doctor. He said you'd wake up in three hours to thirty years. HA! What a joke! You got knocked out when the...orphanage exploded."
"It was Carmelita's fault."Sly said."For some reason she shot at that gas tank."
"Speaking of Carmelita.."Carmelita said as she walked in to the room."You all are under arrest."
"Even me?" the doctor said.
"Even you." Carmelita replied.
"Arresting a hospital patient,you're nice,Carmelita." Sly said.
"Exactly what are being arrested for?" Bentley asked.
"Ummmm...shut up and let me cuff all of you." Carmelita yelled.
"Wait,we should be arresting you."Sly began."After all,you blew up an orphanage for no reason.And we all saw it."
"Well,who's gonna believe a bunch of thieves?" Carmelita added.
"I saw you blow it up."the doctor said.
"WHA? How?" Carmelita said,knowing that Interpol would definetly believe a doctor.
"I watched from across the street."the doctor said as he opened a window to reveal the destroyed orphanage.
"Well whaddya want me to do now?" Carmelita said,knowing she was defeated.
"How about you convince the police to rebuild our orphanage?" Sly suggested.
"That would cost hundreds of thousands of dollars!"she exclaimed."How do you expect the police to get that kid of money?"
"Two words."Bentley began."Bake sale."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"Carmelita yelled.
What happens next?Tune in to find out!