Ch.4 A Fox and a Vixen

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Rae's eyes fluttered open when she felt soft rumbling beneath her, meaning the van was moving, and warmth centered around her back. But she was suddenly confused when she felt warmth around her waist. She lifted the blankets covering her and Rae's face lit up with red when she saw her tank top was lifted up a bit, revealing her black and white belly. Rae remembered Sly was behind her and saw his arms around her waist, snuck up under her tight tank top. She bit her lip and pulled her shirt down over Sly's arms, though it didn't really go down as much as she wanted it to and merely sighed, knowing she'd have to wait until he either woke up or moved.

"He's impossible to wake up, I'd assume?" She asked aloud.

"You would be assuming correctly." Bentley answered from the passenger seat.

"Figures... Damn ringtail..."

"I heard that, kitten..."

"You were supposed to, fox." Rae replied back to Sly's comment.

"Correction, you're the fox, I'm a raccoon..."

"It's called sarcasm, Sly... Now if you would be so kind as to get your paws out of my shirt, I won't have to elbow you in the ribs again."

Sly smirked, his eyes still shut as he pulled the fox closer to his body. "Nah, I'm good. I like it down here."

She sighed. "I hate you..."

"No you don't." He replied, snuggling into the back of her neck as she blushed slightly.

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A few hours had passed and Sly had finally gotten up, allowing Rae to get up and pull her shirt down. But it didn't last long as a siren was heard behind them. "Guys! We've got a problem! Carmelita is behind us!" Murray shouted from the front.

"Shit!" Both Sly and Rae said in unison.

Ripping her tank top over her head, Rae tossed the shirt so it landed in Sly's face, preventing him from seeing her as she quickly finished undressing before pulling her shorts and top on. Her gloves and boots came next before attaching her belt and grappling gun, her cane at hand. After she had finished dressing, Rae grabbed her mask and stuffed her ribbon in her pouch since she wouldn't have the time to put it up as was Sly just now taking the shirt off his face to see the fox fully clothed.

"That was fast." He smirked, Rae putting her mask on.

"Shut it... I'm going outside, keep an eye on her for a second." She said before climbing out one of the windows and seating herself on the edge, the wind carrying her hair with it.

Suddenly, a certain orange fox jumped off of her police bike and onto the top of the van, Rae looking over with a smirk. "Ms. Fox, a pleasure to see your lovely face again. I'd say I missed you, but then I'd be lying." She chuckled.

"Shut up, thief. What the hell are you doing with Cooper?"

"You mean your lover boy? Oh, nothing much, just lending a hand, that's all." She smirked.

Carmelita growled, baring her teeth. "Oh, settle down, we didn't do anything; it was raining and we had nowhere to sleep."

"Bullshit." Carmelita hissed.

Rae chuckled as she swung her legs up into the van, getting to her feet. She slowly began to walk towards Carmelita, causing her to take a step back as Rae's cane switched to a black katana. "You know, Carmelita..." She spun the blade several times as she continued, "...there's a name for high-strung cops like you, and it's called an annoying bitch." She spat the last part.

"And there's a word for no good thieves like you, it's called a swindling whore."

Rae chuckled. "Cute, but if that's the best you can do, I'm not impressed. Now my question for you, Ms. Foxy, is how in the hell did you manage to find Cooper?"

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