(This is Fem!Sly Cooper)

—In Paris, France—

“Ugh...”

You stared at the monitors in the van, you were currently assigned to a steakout of an antique museum. You paused, but you weren’t surprised. Figures that Sylvia would be here. You watched as the Raccoon gracefully darted from monitor to monitor, her tail just barely missing several lasers that blanketed the rooms.

“Where did she-?”

“Looking for me, Handsome?~”

You jump in fright, quickly turned around to greet whoever— Sylvia?!

OR…

(Create your own scenario!)