-1I'm sorry Vert 9413 I was just trying setting the mood and it is my first fanfic. So it is very clear what is going on. How will Sly go on and fix it. Lets see.
"Pregnant!?!?! What the hell do you mean I'm pregnant?!? How in the damn world am I pregnant!?!" Carmelite was yelling a voice that even Sly didn't get. Usually.
"I don't know. You are about three months pregnant, by the way." Doc Fishman was eyeing the door. He was scared beyond believe.
"Oh g-d (will never write it)." She remembered that day. Why her cloths smelt like that, why her whole house was a huge mess. She remembered what happened.
Flashback
She was at a bar. She had a rough time the office. Once again, she was chewed out for not getting Ringtail, once again she received a lot of disturbing suggestions, a lot threats. She need to get somewhere she could be… not her. She had a good bottles of beer (not sure if could do this) and she was losing all direct control of what she was doing. She turned to a male lizard, saying "Hey bud, wanna go somewhere?" Her voice was slurred.
The lizard looked at her and said "Sorry, sister I don't go bimbo chicks."
"Hey, you can't call a model a bimbo." A equally drunken voice came in. A young raccoon.
"Thanks good looking." Carmelita said with a grin.
"Nothing to it."
"Hey, how about you?"
"Why the hell not."
They went back to apartment.
"So baby," the raccoon was very, very, drunk by now. "You ready for some lovin?"
"You know I'm second thoughts." She was getting nervous.
"No you're not. Now come here."
She tried to stop him no avail.
After he was done, he left something. A blue raccoon card.
End flashback
Carmelite was panicking badly.
"I gotto to go."
"Carmelite!" The badger yelled after her, but to now avail.
After twenty minutes of thinking and taking care of patients, he had to call her boss.
Back at hideout
"Oh no oh no oh noooo." Sly had just had the same flashback as Carmelite had.
"I can't believe. I can't believe someone did this, Sly where the hell are you going?!" Bentley yelled at the panicking raccoon.
"Going to fix something." He held in his hands three objects; the copper cane®, the thievius raccoonus® and a pare of handcuffs.
Sorry again for the cliff. So it is obvious where Sly is going, but why does he have those three items? More answer tomorrow, same finfic website, same fanfic story. Oh yeah, I can't believe the great Kitty Petro actually read my story and reviewed. Your stories are works of higher beings. Not worthy, not worthy. Review.
