"You Sly Raccoon..." Sly Cooper x Male Reader (turn into a girl) Gay Love

"What the Hell, Cooper?!"

"How would you like to join our gang?"

It was so sudden that Y/n didn't know what to think. "Uh...Why?" She(He) considered the offer of actually joining them, but wanted to know why first before making a decision, especially since she(he) barely knew these guys, and had been a girl; she(he) just wanted to be cautious.

"You have skills that Sly has yet to perfect yet." Bentley chimed in. "And from what I've seen on your file, you have an impressive IQ, so you could be of great help to me as well."

She(He)  glanced up at the front before back at Sly, leaning back as she crossed her legs and folded her arms. "And what exactly would I be worth to you?"

"You're a agent, so you could assist us."

Y/n tensed up slightly. (I figured they'd mention something about my visit...)

"You could say that..." She(He) sighed. "However, my visit with them isn't a very pleasant one before you decide to get any ideas."

Suddenly though, before Sly could give a reply, the van came to a screeching stop. "All right guys, this is where we stop!" Murray announced.

"We'll camp here tonight and head on to Monaco tomorrow." Bentley added. "Sly, can you go get some firewood?"

"I'll help too." Y/n said as a smirk curling into Sly's lips.

"Is are you really necessary?"

She(He) shrugged. "You never know if there's cops lurking around." She(He) said before dashing off, Sly following.

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She(He) dashed through the forest trees, pouncing off of branches to keep herself going as she(he) often got some branches for firewood, gathering them in one arm. The wind whipped her(his) skin around, her(his) hair not much different as it flipped wildly behind her(him). Sly just silently watched, leaning against a tree with his cane at hand and his signature grin on his face. He studied every little movement she(he) made as she(he) seemed relaxed in his eyes, not a care in her mind as she(his) simply gathered the wood needed. Soon, she(he) leaped in front of the ringtail, firewood in her arms with her (weapon).

"There." She(he) sighed. "All done."

Sly smirked, hitting the back of his cane on the tree he was leaning against as wood fell to his feet. "So am I."

Y/n rolled her(his) eyes. "And you're a cheater." She(He) said, walking off.

After the fire was set up, Y/n sat down, removing her mask as she stared at it, but just as Sly seated himself next to her (him) she(he) spoke. "So, what's in Monaco?"

"A spice lord that goes by the name Rajan."

Y/n's eyes widened a bit, tensing up. "What?"

"Yeah. He used to sell spices on the black market as a child, but as he grew up, he managed to build a sizable operation, and that's how he landed himself a spot in the Klaww Gang because of his spice distribution."

"I know who he is, but we have to go there to stop him?"

"Well, yeah. Why, is something wrong?" He asked.

Y/n shook her head. "No, it's nothing, never mind."

Sly knew Y/n just brushed the question off because she was hiding something, but at the same time, he didn't want to pry, so he just changed the subject instead, clearing his throat. "So, umm, what's the story with that mask of yours, if you don't mind my asking."

Before Y/n could respond though, Bentley spoke up. "You two are sleeping out here."

"What?" Sly raised an eyebrow.