Here is chapter two, this is SlyPOV. I didn't say when this is, so is after Sly 3. Only Sly, Bentley, Murray, and Penelope live together. Penelope isn't in this chapter, but will be later. Enjoy. XD it gets better.

Today was a slow day; I woke up early to take a shower, and then came into the kitchen. Murray was at the stove making his world famous chocolate chip blue berry pancakes. I could live off those babies, I think Bentley could too, and he hates pancakes.

Murray and I finished our pancakes, well I should say I finished my fifth he finished his twentieth.

We look at each other; it was dead silent, other than Bentley typing. I looked at him, eyes glued to the computer; ever so slowly he took a bite of pancakes. His arm moved as slow as a turtles, how ironic.

Murray was the one to break the silents, "You goanna eat that?"

I chucked, so did Bentley a little bit, "Sure pal," He said still chucking.

"Awesome!" he yelled. He took the pancakes from Bentley and horked it down. "I don't get why you don't like pancakes, there awesome!" Murray said with his mouth stuffed with food.

"I'm not sure Murray, your pancakes are to die for." I said looking at my best friend.

"I don't know," he said. Bentley shut his computer and started to get down from the chair. We want to fix the table to make it lower for him, but he didn't want us to bother us with it. He said that he didn't mind but we would have to help him, and of course we would.

Murray shot up instantly to help when Bentley moved to get into his wheel chair. With Penelope gone for the month, we want to make sure that he was ok.

"Thanks pal," Bentley said with a happy smile. "Can I do anything else for you, Bent?" Murray asked. We could all tell he still feel bad about the accident.

"No, I am fine Murray, thank you, and thank you for breakfast." Bentley said. He rolled off into his room and we heard the down shut.

Murray started to clean up, but I intruded, "Murray I'll clean up," He looked at me funny, like a 'what the hell is up' look. "Murray I'll do it, go," I paused thinking of what Murray would want to do, "make some new improvement to the van." When I said that his eyes got wide and he was running to the garage.

"Thanks Sly, you're the best!" he yelled from the stairs. I just chucked.

I don't mind cleaning, I actually like it. It gives me time to think. I stared with the dishes, put them all into the sink, turned the water on, took my gloves off and stared to wash them.

I thought of Murray and how he still felt bad about Bentley, even though out the years he still blames himself.

After about three hours of cleaning I went to see how Murray was doing. He actually got a lot of new things to the van, more than I thought. Murray was taking about all the car part he used and the things he added. I wasn't very interested so I snuck away to go fine Bentley.

He was up stairs in his room; he was doing something on his computer. Maybe planning a new heist.

"Hey Bent, what's up?" I said. He didn't look at me, "Nothing much, planning I guess." He said.

"I guess? What does that mean?" I said wondering. What did he mean from I guess.

"I am doing some research on some things, for the heist, and also planning. So I am planning but also not. Do you understand." He said finally looking at me. I just stared at him, trying to think of another conversation.

He look worried, "Sly are you ok, you do not look very well?" With one movement he moved his chair so that he could fully face me. And truth is I'm not ok, I am depressed.

"Sly?" he said again, sounding more worried. I looked up at him.

"I'm fine." I lied

"You sure?"

"Yeah." Lie

He looked at me again worried, "Sly?" He said again.

"I'm fine."

"Sure?"

"Positive." Lie

Lies, lies, lies, LIES! When am I going to man up and tell my best friend what's wrong with me?

"Ok," I knew he wasn't going to be convinced. I may be a good liar but Bentley does know when I'm lying,

"Well I'm goanna go." I said standing up.

"Where are you going?" he said really quick.

"I have no idea." And with that I left.

I went into the living room and plopped on the couch. My mind started to wonder. Think about things that have been on my mind forever. And that thing was the gorgeous Inspector Fox. That vixen has been on my mine for years. The last time I saw her was four months ago.

I didn't know who long I was sleeping, because the next thing I know I here Bentley.

"Sly, Sly, Sly." He was poking me too.

"Sly," poke, "Sly," poke, "Sly," poke.

"Bentley why are you whispering, if you want him up then yell." Murray said, all ways thinking.

"It's not that. Don't you see," Bentley said. Murray did not understand.

"He is a master thief, so if he can't wake up from me poking him and me saying his name then something wrong." Bentley said sounding really concerned.

"Well he could be tired did you think of the Bent?" Murray said trying to get were Bentley was coming from.

"But do you know a time where he didn't wake up?" Bentley said. There was a long pause for Murray.

"Wow, your right Bent. What do you think it wrong with him?" Murray said sound really concerned too.

"I don't know Murray. I really have no idea." I can't believe I am doing this. I'm lying to my best friends. I am so mean.

They left the room and it was quite again, dead quite. I should tell them what's wrong. I should tell them that I'm hurting. I should tell them that I am madly in love with Carmelita Fox, but she doesn't love me back. Well she doesn't admit it anyway.

But just thinking about her not loving me made my heart hurt, like someone came up to me and punched me in the gut.

I knew they would understand how I felt. They just would get what I feel like when I'm with her. Or when she tells me she hates me, they wouldn't know how much it hurts.

I know this was having an effect on me, and I know that you are not supposed to bottle up your emotion, but I did anyway. It just happens. It was a thing I couldn't control.

I fell back asleep again. All the thinking I had done was hurting my head. When I woke back up it was dark outside. I looked at the clock and it read 10:33 pm. Wow I had slept a lot, but it wasn't unusual. Mostly because I am a raccoon and we are nocturnal, but Bentley has tried to make me sleep at night and be awake during the day. But it never really worked out. I still slept in till 3 pm, and went to sleep at 4 in the morning.

I haven't seen Carmelita in long time, well it has been a long time for me anyways. I think it has been around five months. She didn't even see me, I was just observing her from a far.

I got up from the couch and when into my room to get my cane and hat. I walked by Bentley's room and he was still typing.

"Hey I'm going out," I said so fast I almost forgot what I said.

He jumped a little, I don't think he heard me come in. " Where are you going?" He asked.

"Out, nowhere special. A walk." I said trying to think of something good, somewhere I would want to go.

"A walk? Really Sly, it is ten at night. It is late and you have been acting weird lately. You shouldn't be going anywhere, what if something wrong and you need help. Then what?" Bentley was way to overprotective, and rambled on about things.

"I'll be fine mom, I'll be close and I have my phone. No need to worry." I said trying to get him off my back.

"I don't like it, but I can't make you do something you don't want to. Just don't do anything stupid, and be back by 11:20." He said. I knew he would want me back by 11 because he does get worried and would come looking for me.

I left his room and went outside. I jumped on the safe house roof top. There was a full moon out today and it was great. With the Eiffel Tower in the background, the sight was amazing.

I have always love Paris, it was so pretty all the time. That is why we have stay here for a long time. I knew that Paris is the city of love, I was also hoping that some of that love would rub off on Carmelita, it hasn't yet.

I was running on the roof top, jumping for building to building. I made it to Carmelita apartment in about six minutes. I came though her window and saw she was in the bathroom. Her room was covered in papers, but I didn't mine because they we all about me. I like having the thought of her looking at me all the time.

She was looking in t he mirror, looking at her eyes and face. She started to take off her jacket, and then I heard a quite thud. I looked around wondering if I had done that. But I didn't think so, but I think that Carmelita did.

She turns around and started to come out of the bathroom. I quick hit under the bed, and she grabbed her shock pistol from the table. I smiled, that Carmelita always resolving her problems with a shock pistol.

Carmelita saw that the window was open but cheeked to apartment first. When she didn't find anything she went to the window. I don't know what was out there but she looked mad.

All of a sudden she whips around and shots her table. I think she is at a new point of crazy. She looked really mad now. She got on the floor and got her clock and was looking at it. I got out from under the bed and grabbed her shock pistol. She put her clock back on the table and turned it on. It was Super Bass my Nicki Minaj.

It played for a little and then Carmelita screamed. I was shocked to what she said. I thought of the cheeses comment I could think of.

"No, you are right, but the last time I saw you, your heart was beating like a super bass." I said. She spun around and saw her shock pistol twirling on my index finger with cocky smile on my face.

She looked at me, eyes wide open and looked like she has seen a ghost. Then the real Carmelita was back.

"What the hell are you doing in my house!" she yelled. She looks so mad, but that's ok, she cute when she mad.

"Well I just was checking up on you, is that a crime?" I asked.

She gave me a look that was almost like a confused face, but also looked like she was trying to hide a smile.

"Yes it is a crime, for your information Cooper." She said

"Well I didn't know it was a crime, you know I didn't get a rule book."I shot back.

She rolled her eyes.

"Will you just leave, please?" she asked.

"Well," I thought, "you said please so I will." What, she said please.

I just stay there though. I don't know why I wasn't moving.

"Are you going to go anytime soon?" she said. I laughed.

"Fine, I'll going." I said though laughs.

I jumped out the window and started down to the streets. I saw someone was at Carmelita house. I was just going to make he wasn't going to hurt her. He knocked on her door, and a few second later Carmelita open it. They were there for some time talking. It looked like he was a co-worker. I thought that she tough so she can handle a co-worker.

I started walking again and I heard Carmelita scream.

"TRAVIS!"

Sorry about grammar and spelling…..I try to have someone read it…..

Like it hate it? I just want to know if anyone is reading this? It will get better…

Also might change the title….. Doesn't really have to do with Super Bass any more.

SC