Otherwise known as, the Author explains herself. Meheh.

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Time stopped on the plane tarmac of Jotunheim prison, and a phoenix floated down on glittering wings to land on the plane wing beside Sly's head, tail plumes curving back along the fuselage. She was graceful. She was shiny.

She was the size of the average Thanksgiving turkey.

The phoenix shot a wounded glare at her human self at the keyboard, and turned to Sly, who was unaffected by the time stop.

"Sly?"

"Yes'm?"

She waved a wing at where the pilot was locking up the plane. "You're supposed to be sneaking on the plane so you and Murray can steal it." Pulling a sheaf of papers out of nowhere with one talon, she waved the Almighty Outline at him. "It's in the script."

"Oh yeah. That. Decided against it."

Her crest dipped as her feathers slicked down more. "Decided against it?"

"Yeah, I still need to get my cane. I won't go anywhere without it, and you aaare the one that's a stickler for keeping things in character, right?" One ear ticked back, he sidled a bit closer to the phoenix, who mrrr'ed annoyance.

"But your cane is -" She stopped herself.

Sly perked up. "Is where?"

"That's out of character information." She took a dramatic, insulted pose.

"C'mon, you can tell me…I'll figure it out anyway, you know that."

"Sore wa himitsu desu."

"You're not Xelloss."

"It's still a secret."

He stared narrowly at the phoenix, as if plotting something - like the easiest way to restrain and interrogate a relatively small avian - then decided against it. "Besides, if I take the plane now, it'll attract attention too fast, and that'll blow the scenes with the officers inside the prison, I still need to fetch Murray, and didn't you have scribbled out some scene with the control tower when you first came up with this on Nyquil?"

Sure, sure, bring up that she'd technically been stoned on cold medication when she'd come up with the fic. "Uhm…well…uhm…I have plans to get to!"

Paging through the outline that was now no longer in the phoenix's claw, Sly turned a page to show it to the camera, demonstrating that a few pages past the outline of the jailbreak, most of it was blank and filled with random chibi-doodles.

"You're not supposed to do that!!"

"Saaay, if I've got the outline. .." A huge grin hit Sly's face as he started studying the outline for the notes on his cane's location.

"Gah! Roll the cameras, get this going again!" The phoenix launched off the wing of the plane, snatching the script.