Planning the Heist
Sly's P.O.V.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful... well, until third period. Murray was outraged with our teacher. The bell rang for lunch when Murray went to throw a desk. "I can believe he put '¿Por qué no pantalones Murray' on the freaking board! They don't make pants that fit a husky, hippo figure in the department store!" Murray was fuming when Bentley patted him with one of his robotic hands. "It's okay Murray, a lot of guys don't wear pants" "But all my friends do." Brooke looked at him sympathetically. "You know what Murray? We should just come to school tomorrow in bed sheet togas! Pants are for chumps." She grinned at him, making the hippo blush a deeper shade of pink. It was nice that someone else could cheer Murray up.
We all sat at a vacant table outside. It was a nice warm for late August. Bentley worked up the nerve to ask Penelope a few questions. "So, Penelope, what do you do outside of school?" "Well, other than study, I usually spend most of my time on thiefnet. Have you heard of it?" "Heard of it?! I go on there every chance I get! What's your user ID?" "I'd prefer to write it down or something. It's not vulgar, just not something you'd want to say in public." When they were exchanging thiefnet IDs, I started staring at Carmelita. I hadn't noticed how nice she really looked. A black and white striped T-shirt, tight, faded blue jeans, and black combat boots. The only thing wrong was that she looked upset.
"What's wrong Carmelita? Someone bugging you already?" She looked up, a bit surprised, but then her face saddened a bit. "It's that stupid Contessa. She took my phone because it was 'in sight,' but everyone else was playing on theirs, and she just watched! Stupid spider hag, if only I could get it back." I hated to watch someone upset by a bully. The Contessa, although she was a teacher, was the school's biggest bully. The surprising thing is, she was never fired! Rumors say that she hypnotized the principal, or "enticed" him. The thought made me feel a little nauseous.
"You know, I could get it back for you tonight. There are too many people around during the day." The vixen gave me a quizzical look. "What do you mean, Cooper?" I just smiled at her, thinking of everything that was going through her head. "Well, you can come along tonight and find out. Where do you live?" "I'm the first white house on Newton." "Well howdy neighbor, looks like we're destined to be together" she just blushed and shook it off.
Third Person's P.O.V.
It was around 11:00 p.m. and the gang was going over the heist. Carmelita sat on the couch with Sly, looking a little nervous. "So... where are your parents? I'd love to meet them." Sly looked down, a saddened look on his face. Murray pulled Carmelita to the kitchen. "Sorry we didn't mention this earlier, but Sly's parent's are dead. We're all from the same orphanage, and our friend Dimitri got us this house. I'm sure he'll tell you what happened in due time. He just gets a little down when his parents are brought up in a conversation. Please try to avoid the subject for now." Murray looked a little worried, thinking he sounded a harsh. Carmelita's eyes filled with a look of understanding. "Okay, thank you Murray. I didn't know, and didn't mean to upset him." Her ears flattened against her head, and Murray patted her shoulder. "Don't worry about it! Just go crack a joke and he'll be just fine!" Bentley called from the living room, getting everyone's attention.
"Okay, this is a pretty basic plan. Murray, the janitor usually leaves in twenty minutes. That means we leave in twenty. I just wanted to make that very clear." Murray raised his hand. "Yes, Murray?" "Do you think the Contessa will be in the room? Everyone says they've seen her spend the night in there sometimes." The turtle laughed. "Murray, that's a myth. My grapple cam can prove it!" Bentley typed in a few sequences on his laptop and the Contessa's classroom was projected on the screen.
"Now if we can get back to plan. Murray, I need you to pull off the vent covers. They're literally stuck, and you're the only person strong enough to do this. I also need you to be back up for sly." Said raccoon scoffed. "You know we aren't breaking into a bank right, Bentley?" Bentley breathed in and out a few times, and replied "If you've seen the room when she locks up, you'd understand why I'm being so protective. That, and the school installed a new security system after someone had me to break into the school's computer system to change someone's geometry grade!" Everyone else in the room laughed except the raccoon. "I deserved a 93 and you know it! Ms. Decibel just hated me because I corrected her more than a good handful of times... but that's not the point." Bentley stared at him for a good while, then they moved on with his presentation.
"Hopefully there will not be anymore interruptions. Now Sly, I need you to try to stay as hidden as possible. I've made a run through of the new system, and they made it to where I can't even delete all the evidence. Be very careful. Secondly, The Contessa put trip wires all over her classroom to trigger an alarm. I put a new DNA sensors into the binocucom so you'll be able to tell where they are easier. (Skin cells and finger prints stay on objects for days, and sometimes weeks.) You need to replace Carmelita's phone with this decoy. It's been programmed to go off a couple of times a day for the next week, so if she decides to mess with the phone, Carmelita will not be blamed for stealing it." They all had to admit, Bentley was one smart turtle. This is why he became the brains of the operation.
Murray just pulled off the air vent cover, and Sly started to crawl in. "Gosh, you'd think a school with a high-tech security system would have the money to clean the darn ventilation system. Always making my life hard." Carmelita was outside in the van Bentley. "Do you think he'll be okay? He doesn't need to do this if he'll get hurt." The vixen said, worry prominent in her voice. "Don't worry, he'll be completely fine. The Coopers are a notorious line of thieves, and Sly is the last thus far." Carmelita nodded, and watched Bentley bring up the cameras. 'I sure hope he'll be okay.'
Sly slipped down onto the floor, quickly ducking under a table to avoid the cameras. He sighed, inching himself closer and closer to the air vent leading to the Contessa's room. While he crawled in the vents, just a few feet from her office, the binocucom went off. "Sly! You need to get the phone and get out of there! The janitors are still here!" "Keep your shell on mom, I'll be fine." "Another turtle joke, you're so cute. Just be careful." With that the call ended.
Sly dropped down into the Contessa's chair, propping his feet up. Sly started picking the lock to her desk when someone started to unlock the door. He hid under the desk, tripping a wire, causing a chair to fall over. "Bentley! A janitor is here and caused me to trip a wire! Help!" Sly silently screamed into the binocucom, startling everyone in the van. "Don't worry Sly, I'm on it." Bentley rolled out of the van, grapple cam in his lap. "Murray, I need you to throw this as far as you can inside the vent." "Sure thing ol' buddy ol' pal!" The camera flew through the vent all the way into the cafeteria. "Good. Carmelita, tell me if you see Sly in trouble." The vixen shook her head, watching Bentley move the grapple cam through out the vents, and into the Contessa's room.
Sly saw the grapple cam go towards the janitor, and started his distraction. "Yo mama!" The old dog lifted his head. "Who's there?" "You will never find me!" He started getting close to the camera, but Bentley fired a sleep dart before he got to close. "GET THE PHONE AND GET OUT OF THERE!" Sly finished picking the lock, switching the two phones, and headed back up the air vent. "Maybe I shou-" "NO! GET! IN! THE! VAN!" Bentley screamed through the ear piece. "Fine. I'm on my way."
When Sly got back into the van, Carmelita tackled him. "Are you okay? Hurting anywhere?" Sly smiled at her, with a hint of pain on his face. "You're sitting on my tail, but otherwise I'm quite dandy." She quickly got up, watching the raccoon staggered to his feet. "One phone for one lady fox" he smirked. "I didn't think you would like Paramore. Guess looks aren't everything." Her eyes glazed o ver in anger. "You went through my phone?!" "No, you just got a call from Matt. So, I have competition for your affection?" Carmelita punched him playfully in the arm, but it still hurt. "Shut up ringtail, it's my cousin." "So my chances are still pretty high?" The vixen blushed. "Just shush." Sly couldn't help but smile at her. For once, he was a little excited for school tomorrow.
Alright, I decided that they will still be thieves. (Maybe next time they'll steal something worth more than $100.) Muggshot is more than likely to appear in later chapters, just gotta think of the right setting.
Later Taters, Phantomhive wants to not die from the 80 degree heat called, "The only room in the house without ventilation."