Sly Cooper 5: Thieves out of Everyone

by JTRaccoon715

Lying in the desert sand is the greatest thief in the world. Sitting in the present is his gang, anxiously awaiting his return. On the run is one pink mouse which shall stir up trouble far beyond what they can imagine. Warning: contains violence, drug references and minor adult themes. All reviews are appreciated. Complete

48. Bonus Chapter - Dream On

This Chapter is Non Canon Information and should not be treated as part of the storyline.

A preconceived idea, born before the start.

This is the one that's closest to my heart.

Trying to fit it in, I now know where.

Now the end is done, and chapters are bare.

- Olirulz111

Melbourne, Australia. 8:45pm 3rd September 2013

Sly is walking down the street just chilling; all of the passers by just looking at him swagger into the club, holding the VIP pass. He gets in with ease; all of the people in line are told they have to leave now that he is here. There are some strong words hurled at the bouncer but the complete indifference means that it just bounces right off. Sly sees everyone he ever knew inside. His ancestors, his enemies. Various guards from various different places. They are all here, looking at him. They make a path for him to walk closer to the stage so he can listen in. Right now, Bentley is on the decks, busting out some filler beat until this moment arrives. He gives a cue from off stage and progressively fades in the beat. From off stage, Penelope, wearing a dress that Sly would never imagined she would wear, comes onto the stage ready to take the microphone.

(Song is Christian Falk Feat. Robyn – Dream On NB: I do not own the rights to this song.)

Thugs and badmen
Punks and lifers
Knocked up interns
Pigs and snitches

Rest your weary heads, all is well

You won't be strip-searched, torn up tonight
You won't be cut up, bleeding tonight
You won't be strung out, cold, shaking to your bones
Wishing you were anywhere else but right here
So dream on

Thieves and muggers
Tricks and hustlers
Cheats and traitors
Scum and low-lives

Rest your weary heads, all is well

You won't be sad or broken tonight
You won't be squealed on, ripped up tonight
You won't be back-stabbed, double cross, face down
Teeth knocked out, lying in a gutter somewhere
So dream on

Freaks and junkies
Fakes and phonies
Drunks and cowards
Manic preachers

Rest your weary heads, all is well

You won't be pushed or messed with tonight
You won't be lied to, ruffed up tonight
You won't be insane, paranoid, obsessed
Aimlessly wandering through the dark night
So dream on

You won't be insane, paranoid, obsessed
Aimlessly wandering through the dark night
So dream on