Okay, I got a review thanks to GoldenAlpha101 so, here's the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Don't own Sly, never will.
As I entered the safe house, Bentley's face was just a mere inch away from my snout, and boy was he mad. "Where were you?" Bentley asked in a calm voice, Oh, crap. I mentally cursed. "I was out at a movie." I lied as best as I could with a slight shrug of my shoulders. "Oh really?" My shelled friend poked further into my lie. "I was really at a movie. Honest." I justified as I pulled my jacket off and hung it on the coat peg next to Murray's mask and scarf.
I miss you buddy, I thought as I glanced at the mask just before I went over to the fridge and pulled a soda out from the door. I cracked the can open and took a mouthful as Bentley continued to try to break my wall of guilt that only seems to work on Murray. "Bentley," I sighed," That's not gonna work on me like it does on Murray, but I am telling you that I was at the movies and I did check out a few other places-" "Did you steal anything?" Bentley interrupted me. "No." I answered truthly,believe it or not,"I did NOT steal anything tonight." Except a look at Ms. Fox.
"You didn't go looking for Inspector Fox did you?" My nerdy friend asked very motherly. "No. I didn't go looking for Carmelita. I went to the movies and I did stop by a bathroom for a few minutes, but that's all I did." Then why did you not come home until thirty minutes and twenty six and a thenth exactly past your curfew?" He poked even further. "Lost track of time." I fibbed about that one too. Why are you lying to your own friend? My gulit punched me in the gut with that one.
"Sly?" Bentley was not giving up one this. "Bentley?" I taunted back, and I decided to stop since he gave me a glare that told me that if I didn't stop right where I was, then there might be a certain raccoon on the ground twitching from a few volts of electricity in two minutes. "I'm telling you the truth! Movies, bathroom, walked around Bercy and came right back here." I stomped my foot on the floor as soon as I said here. Bentley sighed and looked longingly at Murray's mask with a frown on his face.(AN:Bercy is actually a section of Paris, but the two streets in the last chapter are a bit farther away from Bercy.)
I walked over to Bentley's chair and put my hand on his shoulder and said quietly, "I miss him too." Bentley shrugged my hand off his shoulder and went into his room and quietly closed the door behind him. You had to do that? My guilt stabbed me depper and deeper with every second that passed when I looked at Bentley's door and Murray's mask. You really don't know your future do you? Murray leaving was your fault. If you had gotten the hate chip with your cane, Bentley wouldn't be crippled and Murray would still be here.
"Get out of my head." I lightly growled as I swear that the longer I thought that, the voice was changing from my voice to Clockwerk's. After gaining a bit of depression from that, I went over to my room and closed the door behind me, picked up my music player, put the ear buds in, turned the volume up, and just let my favorite songs drown out my thoughts.
Well, that was slightly depressing. I'll try to make the next chapter a bit more brighter that that. Please read and review. Flamers will join the others in the Krack Karu volcano. Those of you that don't know what that is, it's the volcano where Clockwerk sorta died in Thevious Raccoonus. See ya guys next time!
Jak Cooper the Lombax