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Sly Cooper: Band of Animals

"Yo, Nifty!" I looked up at the sound of my name… well it's not my actual name, but it works for us. "You comin' or are yeh goin' ta' lock up when yer done?"

"Nah, I'm staying right here." I said to my friend, putting my feet up on the beanbag chair in front of me.

"You can't hide here from your family forever, you know." said another voice. I shrugged and continued to stare at the crappy TV screen. From the screen's reflection I could see Tech push his thick black rimmed glasses farther up his pointed nose.

"I just need some time to cool off; I'll go back once I'm ready." I mumbled, hitting the square button a little too hard.

"Yeah, well, you've been coolin' off almost all day an' it's already ten forty," said Clout. "Maybe it's time to go back and apologize."

I paused the game. Both my friends exchange nervous glances in the reflection of the TV and backed up a few steps. "Me… apologize?"

"Erm… well yeah, I mean weren't yeh the one who broke the-"

"I DID NO SUCH THING!" I yelled, jumping up from the beanbag chair I was on. My green eyes must've been flaming, because both boys backed up another step. "You know it was that stupid girl I'm supposed to call my sister!"

Tech adjusted his glasses again and said, "And you know we weren't there for any of it."

"Yeah, I mean, you just came storming out of your house and headed for the HQ. We were never inside with you." added Clout.

I bit my lip. This was true. Both my friends were outside at the door when it happened. Straightening up, I drew in a deep sigh and looked at the floor in shame. "Sorry… I'm just pissed off and ended up taking it out on you guys."

Clout smiled and stepped forward, crushing me into one of his bear hugs. My vision went blurry as the glasses on my face went askew. I laughed, blinking some tears from my eyes. These two boys were my only friends and I wouldn't replace them for anything. We were all into the same things and we never once got into a fight with each other. Sure, we've had a few bumps along the way but we all managed to get over them and keep moving forward.

Tech laughed and ruffled my hair. Tech was like my big brother. He was the oldest and smartest out of all of us. We were all seventeen; just born at different times of the year. Clout was the brawns of our little group, plus he's always cracking some kind of joke. I was the youngest but that just meant they felt they needed to baby me. I didn't always like it but it made up for the lack of attention my so called parents gave me. Anyways, we were all skilled at something; Tech being the brains and fastest runner, Clout being the brawns and most charming (I actually don't think that should be counted.), and me being self-appointed leader who didn't really have any special talents other than drawing and playing video games… well that's not exactly true. I'm able to pick-pocket and I'm the most agile girl who's come through his class according to my gym teacher but I never thought about putting those talents into good use.

"Aw, our lil' sis is crying!" Clout exclaimed with a big grin on his face. I ducked my head in embarrassment. I was never one to start crying over little things.

"Why the sudden waterworks?" Tech teased.

"Sh-shut up!" I said, glaring at them. Yeah, that lasted about three seconds. We burst out laughing and I fell back into the beanbag chair, wiping tears from my eyes.

"Hehehehe! You guys are the best!" I said. Tech smiled and Clout grinned.

"We know!" they said in unison. Our laughs soon died down and I glanced at the digital clock resting on an old bookshelf we salvaged from the 'Got Junk' people.

"It's almost eleven," I pointed out dully. "You guys better be going now."

"Yeah," Clout sighed and headed for the stairs. "We'll be seeing yeh, Nifty."

I gave a small wave as Clout disappeared down the stairs, closely followed by Tech. The blonde paused, looking like he was debating something in his head. Finally he looked up and said, "Take care of yourself, Jordan."

"Yeah…" Tech followed Clout and I was left alone in the HQ. I wondered why Tech said my real name; we always called each other by our nicknames (or codenames when we were younger).

Our HQ was an old abandoned Hotel that was wedged between two larger buildings that towered over ours. The light up sign outside still flashed 'Hobo Hotel' on occasion but the front doors and windows were all boarded up. No one dared entering the building since we started the rumor that it was haunted. We had a fun time scaring the shit out of anyone who dared enter. It was not until we were almost done grade eight when we decided to start fixing it up. We raided the dump, local garbage bins, and even our own houses for stuff to put in it. You would not believe how much dust, cobwebs, and other junk we shoved into garbage bags before the place looked even remotely clean. It took us the rest of the school year and the whole to get it just the way we wanted. My father had an old TV in the attic I stole and Tech brought a lot of his old electronics that he thought he'd never use again. Clout was in charge of furniture and he got a few of his team members from the lacrosse team to chuck a few pieces of furniture from the junk yard into his dad's pickup. There were also a lot of couches and chairs already in the hotel so all we did was bring in a futon and a few beanbag chairs and we were set. Well, almost. I was walking past Value Village one day when I saw a fridge that was in pretty good shape. It was sitting beside the dumpster so I thought it was going to be taken to the dump. I called up Tech and Clout and we hustle the thing into the truck then drove away. It fit perfectly into our main room and it was soon stalked up with food and drinks, maybe the odd article of clothing but that's another story. Anyways, the next day I was looking at the paper and wouldn't you know there was an article about our fridge! Apparently it was brought outside for delivery and was accidently taken away by the garbage disposal. We laughed our asses off for days about that. Yeah, we've had some pretty good times in this place.

I let out a deep sigh and turn of the black PS3 to exchange the Spiral ROM with Sly Cooper: Band of Thieves. I smile; I have never actually played the second Sly Cooper Game and I was ashamed. I wanted to finish it before the fourth one came out and even though it was a one play game the loneliness settled in even more. The lights in the room were dim and I started getting an uneasy feeling in my gut. As the PS3 rebooted I noticed it had started to rain outside. The wind was whipping around and the dark ominous clouds told me 'thunder storm'. It looked like I would be sleeping at the HQ tonight.

BANG

Letting out a scream I literally jumped a foot into the air, landing on the hardwood floor. My eyes darted around the room nervously. My whole body shook as I stood up and stared at the back wall where our 'La Resistance' flag hung. I am not sure how long I stood there, it had to be at least eight minutes but by the time I sat back down the title screen was on; just waiting for me to begin. Trying to forget about the noise and storm, I started the game and a smile slowly made its way onto my face. It soon turned into a wide grin as I got into the game and readjusted to the controls. Sly was my favourite character. My second favourite was Murray. I always found Bentley a bit derpy… Our personas were actually all based off of Sly Cooper and the gang when we were younger. Tech was obviously Bentley (just not as derpy), Clout was Murray, and I was Sly. We used to run around the school yard pretending to be our characters. It's a wonder why I haven't gotten to playing Sly Cooper 2…

CRASH

Screaming in fright and frustration, I jumped up as all the power in the HQ went out. The other electronics and fridge came back on, which I was happy about, but the lights, TV, and PS3 were another thing. I stumbled around in the darkness and eventually found the light switch. It clicked as I flipped it but the lights stayed off. Growling, I tripped back over to the TV and used the light of my phone to find the PS3 was unplugged. Puzzled over it until my phone made that familiar noise, meaning it was dead. I had to face palm at that; things just weren't going my way tonight. I felt around until I found the cord and jabbed it into the wall, hoping I would get it into the outlet at one point or another.

The next part happened so fast and not to mention painful, it was hard to recall what happened but I do remember the widow swinging open and water drenching the whole room just as I found the outlet. There was a bright painful flash before everything went black. When I woke up I found myself blearily staring into the eyes of wiry furred rat. There was a red barrette on its head and other French articles of clothing. I blacked out again.

When I said 'I was getting into the game' I didn't mean literally!

Well, this is my first Sly Cooper fic. This is actually inspired by XMimiBelleX's fanfic, Wonderland. I agree with her statement that there aren't many 'sucked-into-the-game fics and so I decided to write one. Um, yeah, so review and leave feedback on how you like it and go read her story, it's awesome! Hopefully the next chapter will be up tomorrow. If I'm not to busy watching HUNGER GAMES! Hehehe, so yeah, bye!