Okay, so I got another review from GoldenAlpha101 and here's chapter three!

Disclaimer: I don't own Sly Cooper or even his Thingus Racamagokus.

So, my small fight with Bentley was all in the past. I keep telling myself that even if I'm all the way over at Ternes. Yeah, on the very other side of Paris as far from the safe house as I can be. Am I just trying to avoid Bentley as much as possible? What's wrong with me lately?

I'm lying to me best friend who's basicly my brother and I'm watching Carmelita when she has no clue that I'm watching her. Oh yeah, and I have Clockwerk's voice in my head ever since Carmelita smashed the hate chip that's putting me into depression which I thought I got over when I finished going through when I turned twenty. Sometimes I wish my life was normal, but then I realize that if I had a normal life, I wouldn't have meet Bentley and Murray. As I went deeper into my thoughts, I had accidently bumped a woman who quickly spat out at me,"Watch it! La gente estos días!*"

There's only one person that can speak Spanish that fluently. One glance back, saw a fox tail and that curly blueish black hair was all I needed to see to tell myself I needed to go somewhere else before she finds out who bumped her. I'm pretty glad I had worn a hood and dyied my tail fur grey to look more like a wolf's tail. Hopefully she won't see me climb up the next telephone pole and tightrope run across them.

Later

So, I tightrope ran from Ternes to Sorbonne. Talk about a run with a great look of the Notre-Dame from the southern river bed. So, now your running from everyone you know. Are you going to just drop them one day and go on your own like a real master thief would? Like your father did? My guilt stabed once again as I saw a piece of Clockwerk on the river bed.

You are DEAD! I need to accept that. Clockwerk will never come to hurt me or my family for the rest of time. Maybe I'm going insane from letting my fear of Clockwerk get to me during most of my life?

"Sly?" A familiar voice called out my name. That can't be her. If it was her, I would have been zapped by now. "Sly?" She put her hand on my shoulder that I flinched to having my train of thought derailed.

"Sly, please turn around. I know that's you." Carmelita said again. I turned around to the face I wish I could wake up to every day of the rest of my life. How does she catch up to me so well anyway? "Carmelita, I...I..." I tried to talk to her, but for the first time of our relationship, I was speechless.

I got speechless! How does this happen to me!? Well, I'll improvise. Since I couldn't say what I wanted to say, I quickly wrapped my arms around her, pulled her close, and basicly re acted the Krackata Volcano kiss.

After that moment, I was pretty sure she was either going to slap the cuffs on me, zap me, or both. To my surprise, she actually kissed me back. I guess one day, we'll put our differences aside and try to make this relationship work.

YAY! And, AWW,MAN! I really enjoyed writing that! Let me know if this is how you want it to end, with Sly and Carm kissing near a peice of Clockwerk nearby with the Notre-Dame behind them or have a few more chapters. Read and review! Until next time!

* When Carmelita spoke Spanish, she said,"People these days!"...I think, I don't really know because I used a English to Spanish translator on the web.

Jak Cooper the Lombax