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[I'll do my best!]

It had been such a quiet night in, everything was fine. They were in their safehouse, eating dinner, not really talking about much but that was okay.

Sly listened to the rain hitting the window, being lulled into such a calmness that he seemed to completely zone out. So, when they heard the banging at the door, he was understandably surprised, practically jumping out of his seat.

Bentley rolled to the door, having not seen the panic in Sly's face. Sly was always kind of jumpy, he'd been that way for as long as they'd know each other.

The banging on the door only stopped when Bentley peaked through, "Who's there?"

"Bentley, it's Carmelita! Let me in!" The fox hissed, "It's freezing out here!"

He seemed surprised, but opened the door, "Carmelita, what are you doing here?"

"I was in the area, and it starting pouring." She huffed, taking off her jacket, "Not after you guys. Some other criminals have made a base nearby."

"We could help with-" Bentley turned back to look at the others, quickly noticing that Sly was gone and Murray looked around and confused, "Where'd Sly go?"

Murray shrugged, "He got all panicked looking when she knocked, and then raced off before you opened the door. You guys get in a fight or something?"

"Only the usual. He stole and I chased him. But that was a while ago." Carmelita's head tilted slightly, "And he's never been afraid of me before."

Bentley had moved further into the room, looking around for their now missing friend. It didn't take long for him to notice the slightly open closet. It had been closed just a few moments earlier.

The turtle looked lost in thought for a moment, before quietly realizing, "A dark, rainy night, and a sudden, unexpected, banging at the door bringing a surprise guest." He said to the other two.

Murray covered his mouth, "oh... I see..."

Carmelita looked a bit guilty, "Should we do something?"

Bentley looked back at the closet, "We can't force him out of there, might only make him more panicked... Best to leave him be, I think..."

The two nodded, and they all backed away from the closet. In the closet, Sly sat with his knees to his chest and his hands over his ears. Beside him was the Thievius Raccoonus, and his cane. His father's hat was pulled over his eyes.

He took deep breaths, reminding himself of where he was now, he wasn't back there, scared and alone. He was safe here. His friends were here with him, and he'd be safe.

Eventually, he shifted, resting his head in his arms. Sly knew they all understood, and they had their own things that made them feel this way, but even still. He couldn't help but feel ridiculous, hiding in the closet like this. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to leave.

A note slipped under the door, he picked up with tired curiosity.

It had crude doodles of Bentley, Murray, and Carmelita, and above them was written: "We love you!" With a few hearts.

old man Kabu getting sexually harassed is my jam not gonna lie.

I mean... it’s been 7 years since we got ANYTHING Sly related so we don’t exactly have the choice to be picky AF. I’d take ANYTHING

I would not!

This possibility has suddenly made me appreciate the cliffhanger, woeful and laughable and underwhelming as it is, because the alternative would be TiT’s writers getting to bang The Canon Gavel and decree what happens to these characters for the rest of their natural lives

Finally finished the art I’ve been working on the stream. This was a suggestion/request from @basket-of-apple-cores and @kingncp that I’ve only just gotten to do now. I’ve been thinking hard the past couple weeks if I wanted this piece to be full thotty or silly. In the end, I tried to go for a happy medium between the two.

So is this an AU of Stan working as a lifeguard on a beach, or is this Stan pretending to be a lifeguard so he can steal a bunch of stuff? You decide.

nice detail !