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*It’s a quiet night in London.*
* a shadowed figure jumps out of a window and leap from rooftop to rooftop before disappearing into the night.*

*the police vixen runs out of the building and stops at the edge of the side walk.*
Argh! He got away again!
*She stamps her foot and crosses her arms.

*“Perhaps I can be of assistance”, she looks around to see what that voice came from, “who said that?” She says confused, “up here”, she looks up to see a man flying down in a red and blue suit with a red cape, revealing to be the man of steel, holding up sly in his hand, “is this who you’re looking for?” He asks, sly squirming in his hand*

*Her eyes widen as she sees Superman holding Sly Cooper. Her tail starts wagging excitedly.*

Oh my gosh! Thank you so much!

I’m Agent Carmelita Fox, Interpol. We’ve been trying to catch this little troublemaker for months now. Where did you find him?*

”oh it was easy, caught him as soon as he jumped out that window” superman chuckles, “yo, carmelita… tell Mr. Superhero over here to put me down” sly snarls*

*She narrows her eyes at Sly and growls*

Sly Cooper! How dare you break into the British Museum! That museum houses priceless artifacts and historical treasures. You could have damaged irreplaceable pieces of history!

*She turns back to Superman*

He’s always like this. Thinks he’s some kind of master thief. But let me tell you something, Sly. No matter how many times you escape, no matter where you go, I will always bring you to justice!

*superman raises his eyebrow, bringing cooper closer up to his face with him still held up in his hand, “master thief huh? Is that so?”, sly gulps and nervously chuckles, not wanting any problems with the man of steel*

*She nods emphatically*

Yes! This raccoon thinks he’s hot stuff because he’s pulled off a few heists. But he’s just a common criminal. A nuisance. A pest. The sooner we get rid of him, the better.

*She reaches into her coat and pulls out a pair of handcuffs*

Now if you don’t mind, I’ll take him off your hands. I know exactly where to put him.

*”sure thing!” Superman brings up sly more closer to his face, with cooper still held up in his hand, “and don’t go around stealing from any more museums! Got that!” Superman puts a finger to his chest, sly gulps and chuckles, “uh… um… s-sure thing mr.… uh… Superman… heh…heh…”*

*Superman adds:*

*“Good! And promise me that you’ll be respectful to this nice young lady!”*

*Carmelita blushes, giggling*

*“Y-yeah… that too…” sly adds, nervously chuckling*

*“Good! He’s all yours!”*

*She takes the handcuffs and slaps them onto Sly’s wrists. Then she grabs hold of one of his ears and yanks him close to her muzzle*

Listen up, you little furball. You’re coming with me whether you like it or not. And if you try anything funny, I won’t hesitate to use this.

*She pulls out her shock pistol and presses it against Sly’s stomach*

So you’d better behave yourself, understand?

*Sly whimpers and nods quickly*

That’s what I thought. Now move it, buster!

*She starts dragging Sly towards an Interpol van parked nearby*

Thanks again for your help, Superman. It’s always good to have allies in the fight against crime.

*”all in a days work ma’am! Bye now!”* Superman gives a wave before flying away, the police vixen blushes and sighs at his gentlemanly handsomeness, she then turns back to a shaking up and nervous sly filled with fear with a snarl*

*Carmelita watches Superman fly off into the sky, a small smile playing on her lips. She shakes her head slightly, pushing the distracting thoughts aside.*

Focus, Carmelita. You have a job to do.

*She returns her attention to Sly, pulling him roughly towards the van*

Let's get you locked up, Cooper. Your escapades are finally over. The British authorities will handle you from here.

*Sly struggles weakly but Carmelita's grip remains firm. She shoves him into the back of the van and climbs in after him, cuffing him to the seat before slamming the door shut.*

You're going down, Sly. Mark my words.

Time to put this pesky raccoon where he belongs- behind bars.