Disclaimer: I do not own nor did create Sly Cooper or other related characters. They are the property and creation of Sucker Punch not me.

Thief in Training

It has been a week since Carmelita and Bently had their little talk. Carmelita was now at peace with the gang. She joked and kid around with the group of thieves, Carmelita started to understand where they were coming from. Carmelita understood a little more about Sly and why being a thief was so important to him.

"Me being a thief is like you being a cop, it's in our blood." Carmelita remembered Sly telling her.

"Yes Sly, except you want to be a thief and follow in your families foot steps, I on the other hand want to follow a different path." Carmelita and Sly sat outside his window, on the fire escape out looking the city. She was trying to learn more about him. "Yes your right, being a cop is in my blood but it's not what I really want to do." They sat in silence, a chilling breeze past by them. "So," She didn't know what else to say to him.

Sly helped her out. "I felt it was my responsibility to retrieve the Thievius Raccoonus from the Fiendish Five." The fox listened intently. "So one by one Bently tracked them out and we went to each location to get back what ever piece of the book back from each member." This was a serious moment; the tone of Sly's voice told Carmelita more than his actual words did. "Then it all came down to Clock-Werk." The two shuddered at his name. "He held the last piece of my book." Sly looked over at Carmelita, she was seething with anger.

Clock-Werk had taken Carmelita captured and used her as bait to catch Sly back in Russia. She never forgot about that moment.

"I was glad you were there to help me." Carmelita blushed, she still hadn't got used to being with Sly. "If it wasn't for you and your shock pistol, I would have never been able to damage the bird." Carmelita blushed brighter. "After we defeated him I found the last piece to the Thievius Raccoonus and restored the book." Sly stopped talking when he got to the part of the story where he kissed Carmelita and left she chained to some railing. "Hey," Sly wanted to change the subject. "Remember back in India, at Rajan's party..." Sly went on to tell of their close encounters, at the funnier moments Carmelita let at a few laughs. The two talked all night long, the sun started to rise. Sly and Carmelita were night owls not early birds. They bid good night to each other and went into their separate rooms.

Bently had been awake all night, this was the day Carmelita would learn some new moves from the Thievius Raccoonus and Bently was printing touched up pages from said book for her to read from. He had to decipher what the pages written in other languages said. Bently would scan each individual page from the Thievius Raccoonus and rewrite the text so it was readable for the fox. Bently worked on this project since the night before and made little progress. "Uh!" He looked at the pages he restored to the pages he had yet to rewrite. The ratio of pages done to pages not done was one fifth-teen. Oh yeah, he had a long way to go.

"Why have you disgraced our family name Carmelita?" An older female fox questioned her. Carmelita didn't know what she should say.

"Mother, mother being a police officer isn't what I truly want to do with my." She reasoned with the older fox.

"Huh! You don't have a choice; you shall follow the same path that the three generations of Fox's before you walked down." She wasn't giving in to Carmelita's pleads.

"Why not!" Carmelita said the first thing that came into her head. He mother was about to tell her why but shut up, she didn't have any thing to say. Carmelita approached her mother who sat in an arm chair. "Am I not entitled to live my life as I see fit?" The yelling stopped her now talked to her mother in a calm, civilized voice.

Mrs. Fox looked at her daughter she opened her mouth to speak; this was the moment of truth. "Carmelita I think that you should wake up."

Carmelita shocks her head in disbelief that was not what she had wanted to hear. "What?"

"Wake up! Are you awake?" Carmelita woke up. Some body was knocking at her door.

"Who ever just knocked on this door had made a big mistake!" She was ready to strangle who ever was on the other side of the door, she really wanted to hear what her mother was going to tell her. She got out of her bed; Carmelita was obviously not a morning person. "What!" She yelled at the person standing in front of her." Her eyes were still hazy. All she could make out was the tall form of a male. "Sly!" She was embarrassed. "Sly?"What did he want at this time of the day?

"Oh, I am sorry to wake you." He sounded genially sorry.

"What do you need?" Carmelita was still a little agitated.

"Well, it is now seven in the afternoon." Sly said in way as if to remind her of an important event.

"Oh!" She felt even more embarrassed. Today was the day she told Sly she would take a few lessons from the Thievius Raccoonus. Carmelita wanted to be part of his world so she decided learning some things out of his treasured book. Carmelita started to see some thing she liked in thieving, the thrill. She closed her door. "Be there in a moment!" She called from the other side of the door.

Carmelita hurried to get dressed. Sly could hear her fumble around as she got dressed. "Take all the time you need my little thief in training." Sly called out to her from his side of the door. He heard Carmelita fall completely to the floor.

It had finally hit her; she wasn't Carmelita Montoya Fox the prestigious Interpol officer. She was Carmelita Montoya Fox, the new Carmelita Montoya Fox. "Hum, 'Thief in training'." She liked the sound of that.

What ya think? I had a blast writing this chapter. I'm listening to one of my favorite c.d.'s. It's 'Trance Party 1' disc one. Listening to Techno really helps me write. I hope I did a good Job on this chapter. I don't know how the readers think it is. I could really use feedback's