Sly Cooper, TeiOuja, and WarnerRepublic presents:

Jeff Cooper in: Daycare Hard Times, part 3.

    Based on Jeff Cooper, teiouja.deviantart.com/art/Pre… by TeiOuja,

    Jeff's first plan is to find a way to stop BackBreak and destroy the security system. It's going to be difficult for a toddler cat boy to take down a big, scary, mole rat who has deadly fighting techniques. He needs a distraction to pull BackBreak away from his precious monitors and put him down for nap time. If Jeff is going to make a distraction, he is going to need some tools to help him. Jeff travels above the upper levels and reaches the main floor of the building. He reaches the fake playroom. He pushes the vent cover but it's bolted tight. He lies on his back and kicks the cover very hard, making the bolts start to break. After a dozen kicks, the cheap bolts broke apart. Jeff opens the cover and looks around the room. He notices a security camera in the top right section of the room, surveying the place, moving left and right. Jeff knows he has to be careful to avoid detection from the camera. He watches the camera's movement and waits for the right moment to exit the vents. The camera slowly moves to the left and Jeff looks down for a safe landing. He sees a beanbag chair and jumps.
    He made a soft landing. He sees the camera moving slowly to the right and runs to the nearby large tea house and opens the door to get inside for cover. He is safe. He is looking for something that contains materials to use as tools. He spotted a toy chest on the other side of the room, but out in the open. He needs to take the toy chest to a part of the room that is out of the camera's vision. He found a red wagon right by the cubbies storage area and the large indoor playground to hide the toy chest. He made a small smile for finding what he needs. He watches the camera's movement again, seeing it moving to the left, giving Jeff the chance to run to the red wagon. He grabs the wagon's handle and makes it to the toy chest. He tries to lift the toy chest with his hands but it is too heavy for him. He needs something to get it into the wagon. He sees the camera moving to the right and takes the red wagon and rushes to the other side of the toy chest to hide. The camera inspects the right side of the room and BackBreak looks for anything suspicious. He sees nothing that alerts his attention and the camera automatically and slowly moves to the left. Jeff takes a look and sees the camera moving again. He puts his thumb in his mouth, quickly thinking for a way to get the chest into the wagon. He sees a wooden block, long as three rulers, in the wooden blocks storage shelf. He giggles a little and claps his hands three times in joy, finding what he needs to help him with the toy chest. He grabs the long wooden block and a small one and puts the large one under the front side of the toy chest and the small one under the large one. He moves the wagon to the back side of the chest and quickly pushes the large wooden block to lift the toy chest. He pushes it four times but he sees the camera moving to the left again and he is worried. He grabs the blocks and throws them back at the blocks storage to avoid suspicion and takes cover behind the chest.
    The camera surveys that side of the room and BackBreak is suspicious at seeing the red wagon right by the toy chest. He moves out of his seat and takes a closer glance at the monitor and watches for anything that is strange. The camera moves to the right again and BackBreak slowly and creepily sits back to his seat. Jeff sees the camera moving again and quickly grabs the blocks and uses them again. Knowing he is in a hurry, he must lift the toy chest with all his strength at a fast pace. He jumps on the large block, up and down, two times, making the toy chest fall on the red wagon. Jeff throws the wooden blocks back at the block storage and pushes the bottom of the toy chest into a right position on the wagon. He sees the camera moving back and in a hurry, grabs the handle and moves the wagon with all his strength to the back of the indoor playground. He is safe from the camera's sight. BackBreak searches the fake playroom's monitor again and notices that the toy chest is gone. BackBreak has good eidetic memory and the eyes of a hawk. He can see one thing out of place and know the difference. He stares at the monitor and the missing toy chest and talks to his ear piece.
    "Whiner. Fake playroom. We have a vermin problem. Now."
    "Understood." said Mr. Whiner.
    Jeff makes a sigh of relief for making it on time. The indoor playground's slides and covers shield Jeff from the camera's surveillance view. He opens the toy chest, searching for toys that he can use. He found a large amount of tools he can use against BackBreak. He found a Young Talking Mike recorder doll, a pull-string talking rabbit girl doll, a yo-yo, a baby-safe bubbles can and blow wand, a rubber dart bazooka, a bag of pencils, a tube of super glue, a small box of tacks, a hammer and nails, a stick of half-eaten butter, and duct tape. Jeff makes a confused face after finding some of the stuff he found in the toy chest. He is curious on why a bag of pencils, a tube of super glue, a small box of tacks, a hammer and nails, a stick of half-eaten butter, and duct tape is in a children's toy chest. He said to himself,
    "Weird."
    Jeff searches Ms. Cree's desk at the front of the room and found a garbage bin and empties it on the floor. He uses the black garbage bag to put his tools in to carry. He thinks about how he's going to get BackBreak away from the security monitors. The only person to convince him to leave is Ms. Cree. Jeff knows he needs a recording of Ms. Cree to convince BackBreak to leave the room. And it has to be angry and threatening to make it real. He knows the only way to get a hold of her anger is to do something that will upset her, very badly.
    Jeff hears a loud rumbling sound that is scaring him. He looks and sees that the hidden doorway to the sweatshop is opening through the walls. The doorway opens and the person coming out is Mr. Whiner. He is armed with a katana sword and has a deadly, serious face on. Jeff is startled at seeing him. BackBreak wants Mr. Whiner to search the room for an unwanted person when noticing the missing toy chest. Mr. Whiner speaks in a very eerie tone,
    "Come out, little vermin. Mr. Whiner wants to play in the playroom."
    Mr. Whiner searches the playroom like a vicious wolf, searching for his prey or a maniacal killer in a slasher flick. Jeff needs to get back to the vent opening for safety but the moving camera and Mr. Whiner are obstacles in his path. Jeff needs to be very cautious and smart about avoiding them both. Jeff sees him heading to the main desk in the front and searching under it, and sees the camera moving to the left. Jeff carries the bag and silently crawls away from the indoor playground towards the vents. He sneaks across the room by covering in one place to another to be safe from the camera and Mr. Whiner's sight. He covers behind a large toy dump truck, next, a large Fat Baby Mama stuffed doll, and then the tea house. Mr. Whiner has a dark grin on his face as he shows off his katana with a deadly swing.
    "You can't play hide and seek with me, because I will find you!" he says as he cuts off the head of the large Fat Baby Mama stuffed doll with one swing.
    Jeff is frightened at Mr. Whiner cutting off the head of that poor doll and wants to hurry back to the vent before he is caught. The camera is moving to the right and away from seeing the tea house. Mr. Whiner is looking and moving in the opposite direction. Jeff exits the tea house and runs towards the vent with his bag of goodies. The camera is moving to the left and Jeff needs to take cover. In a flash, he jumps into a pile of animal play dolls with his bag. Mr. Whiner turns around and sees nobody. Jeff is safe inside his temporary hideout, but he needs to get rid of Mr. Whiner to get the chance to get back up into the vents. He reaches into his bag and looks for something he can use to distract Whiner. He pulls out the rabbit girl doll and takes a peek out of the dolls pile. He sees Mr. Whiner slicing through multiple toys while searching the room. Jeff pulls on the string of the rabbit doll and aims it at an open window on the tea house. He slingshots the doll through the open window and the doll says,
    "Tea time is fun time! Yay!"
    Mr. Whiner hears the talking doll and turns his head at the tea house. He makes a bloodthirsty and devious look and sneaks towards the tea house. He opens the door slowly and takes a look inside. Jeff uses the opportunity to keep Mr. Whiner preoccupied. He exits out of the pile of dolls and drops his bag to sneak towards the tea house. He quietly closes the open windows with the plastic lock on them. And next, he silently closes the front door and blocks it with a plastic chair to the door knob. Mr. Whiner finds the rabbit doll and notices the closed door and tries to open it. He becomes aggressive as the door can't open with the plastic chair blocking it outside. He shouts in anger as he becomes stressed with being trapped inside a cramped tea house. Jeff is right above the open vent but he is too short to reach it. He searches for something to help him get up there. He sees the rolling lounge chair right by the desk and pushes it right under the vent. He grabs his bag and throws it at the open vent and makes it. Mr. Whiner is breaking apart the tea house with his katana and shouting profanity in anger. Jeff climbs up the chair and grabs the backrest and makes a jump, grabbing hold of the vent and climbs it. Jeff closes the vent cover just before the camera moves towards the right again. He is safe from any harm.
    Mr. Whiner's katana cuts through the roof and walls of the tea house and tears it apart. He is free and furious at whomever locked him inside that tea house. He shouts and looks around to see that nobody is around. Only seeing the desk lounge chair rotating slowly close by the vents. An angry Mr. Whiner looks around the rest of the room and causes a lot of damage to the place with his deadly sword. He is tired and annoyed at finding nobody in the fake playroom. The mystery person he's looking for is long gone. Mr. Whiner speaks into his earpiece to report to BackBreak.
    "Your little vermin here is gone. I don't know what is going on, but this problem must be kept on watch."
    "Okay, I'll keep a closer and better eye on the monitors to see who our freed rat is. But Ms. Cree doesn't want to be disturbed. She doesn't want any upsetting news sent to her."
    Mr. Whiner is holding the talking rabbit doll in his right hand and looks at it with furious, hell-fiery rage. He throws the doll into the air and slices it two times with his katana. The rabbit doll is cut into four pieces, arms to legs and sliced-in-half head. The recording inside the doll is damaged by the sword's cut. It is going,
    "Tea time--fun...time...Yay! Tea--"
    The recording machine inside it is dead. Mr. Whiner has never been this angry before.

    Jeff travels down the vents to the lower levels to go check on Ms. Cree in the office lounge room. Along the way, he found another vent that leads to somewhere he hasn't explored yet. Jeff is quite the classic curious kitten and he loves exploring new places. He decides to take a look by heading down the new way. It is a long way and he is eager to see the end. He reached the end of the line by hitting the vent cover with his head. He takes a look and sees another luxurious room, but with a large comfy bed, dressers, mirrors, curtains, antique rugs, and colorful curtains. This place is Ms. Cree's private bedroom. Jeff comments about the room, saying,
    "Pretty room."
    Jeff sees a large portrait of Ms. Cree, posing as a beautiful goddess with a blue, partly cloudy sky in the background looking like heaven. And at the bottom of her are crying children in chains, working very tired and in pain, digging for gold and piling them up as food to feed the large and hungry Ms. Cree.
    "That picture is yucky." said Jeff, commenting about the portrait of Ms. Cree.
    He kicks the vent cover open and throws his bag to the floor. He climbs down through a drawer below him and grabs his bag. He looks around the bedroom and sees how classy and well-furnish it is. This place is just as luxurious as the office lounge room. He explores the room, looking at the large, painted vases, Renaissance paintings, and feels the large antique rug underneath the large, candle-lit chandelier.
    "Soft." says Jeff, feeling the antique rug.
    Jeff hears the door's lock opening and is surprised that somebody is coming. He makes a quick move by hiding under the bed with his bag. It's Ms. Cree opening the door. She is taking a time of privacy in her room. She locks the door and takes a sip from her cup of Spanish coffee. She puts the cup on her dresser and rubs her hands for warmth.
    "Hundreds of dirty youngsters making me thousands to millions of business profits through free labor. It's good to be a daycare owner." says Ms. Cree, speaking to herself.
    Jeff takes a peek through the bed sheets to see Ms. Cree. She sees the opened vent cover and walks towards it to close it.
    "This crappy place is rotting to death." she speaks to herself.
    She walks over to her large self-portrait and comments on how much she loves it.
    "My most favorite piece of art. How I love it so much."
    She opens the portrait like a door and removes a square piece of wall, revealing a hidden safe. She turns the dial to unlock the combination and opens it. The inside is filled with unique treasures. There are thousands of Euros, diamond rings, gold bars, topazes, and pricey bottles of imported wine. She opens a wooden case of her own personal Cuban cigars and takes one out and puts it in her mouth. She closes the safe and pulls out a piece of paper from her pocket. Jeff takes a closer look at what the piece of paper is. It's his mother's contact card, and he is excited to see it. He is close to it and he just needs to get it away from Ms. Cree and in his hands.
    Ms. Cree walks over to a lit candle in her dresser and places the contact card over it. The candle's flame touches the tip of the paper and burns. Jeff is shocked at seeing what Ms. Cree is doing. She's using it to light up her Cuban cigar. His only access of contacting his parents is in flames. Jeff is sadden at seeing this. Ms. Cree blows a smoke and lights her cigar again with the burning paper. The flame is consuming most of the paper and she throws it into her Spanish coffee cup. The paper is now ashes in a cup of expensive Latin bean drink. Bits of tears fall from Jeff's eyes as now he cannot call his dear mommy and daddy for help.
    "Those commies in Cuba know how to make the world's best cigars. And useless pieces of paper have two good uses: either toilet paper or cigar lighter." said Ms. Cree as she makes another blow of smoke.
    Ms. Cree puts her cigar on her hand and drinks the rest of her coffee with the paper ashes in them. Now Jeff can't get any help from the outside. He has to fight Ms. Cree's evil regime by himself.
    "What better way to enjoy Christmas Eve then to punish lazy, slow children with cigar burns. Those little low-lives should have 15,000 wallets made and 25,000 purses ready to be shipped out."
    Ms. Cree walks out the door and locks it. Jeff crawls out of the bed and pulls a chair up to the dresser to climb it to the top. He looks at the empty coffee cup, sadden at seeing his mother's contact card gone. Bits of his tears fell into the cup and pours it a little.
    "No. No." says the crying Jeff.
    His sadness has become anger, slowly growing inside his aching heart. He pushes all the jewelry boxes, candles, and jewel-encrusted tea pots on the dresser into the floor. He smashes the mirror with the coffee cup, breaking it into a dozen pieces. He throws the cup at the large, candle-lit chandelier's canopy and chain, causing it to break a little out of the ceiling. Jeff watches the chandelier slowly break apart from the ceiling, then fall and crash. There's glass and broken metal all over the antique rug, and the candles are loose all over too. The flame of the candle from the dresser touches the antique rug and slowly spreads. Jeff wipes his tears away and sees the small fire on the rug and the new ones being made from the loose candles of the broken chandelier. Jeff is scared of the flames starting to spread around the antique rug. They're going to engulf the whole room and he needs to escape. He ran to his bag and grabs it and rushes for the vents. He throws the bag on top of the drawer and climbs the handles. He reaches the top and tries to open the vent cover but it's stuck. He hurries to open it as there's fire everywhere in the bedroom. He starts coughing and becoming weak from the flames' smoke but young Jeff doesn't stop. He pulls on it with all his strength, seven times. The eighth time have opened it. He crawls inside with his bag and moves to a safe distance away from the smoke and flames. All the furniture, expensive clothing, and valuable jewels around the room are catching in flames, burning to crisps and ashes, just like Carmelita's contact card. There are bottles of flammable and explosive alcoholic beverages in the hanging cases that are Ms. Cree's prized beverages. The fire is burning the wooden cases, making them fragile and break apart. The bottles fell and crashed, spreading the drinks on the floor and the flames coming towards them. A large, monstrous explosion have burst in the room, shaking the entire daycare center. Jeff feels the vents shaking by the powerful explosion, and holds the walls for safety. But he hears loud winds coming from behind and turns around to see clouds of smoke coming from behind. He sees them and is scared. He starts crawling more fast to get away from the pursuing smoke clouds but they're catching up to him. Jeff is panicking inside and breathing hard in fear as the clouds get closer. He sees another air vent up ahead that is curved and facing forward. He hurries to it and hides in there, ducking and covering his face to avoid breathing the smoke. As the clouds head straight down the first air vent, little Jeff is safe from all the suffocating smoke.
    Everyone is feeling the ground moving, from the sweatshop, the nursery, and the office lounge room. BackBreak felt the place moving and his security monitors are shaking from it. He doesn't hesitate or fear the surprised, loud, earthquake-like movement, only stays in his chair and continue keeping his eyes focused at the monitors like the soulless zombie he is. Granny Supper was cooking the 'special' meals for the children's lunch; the four year old soaking blackish red okra, breadcrumbed seaweed, livered blowfish, and batted, fried snakes she promised the children. The explosion's wobbling hits her kitchen, shaking up her materials and the food.
    "Te jó Isten!" she said "Oh my God" in Hungarian.
    The shaking made most of the food fell on the dirty floor with hair, dirt, and grime covering them up. She picks up the food on the dirty floor and puts them back into her pots and pans.
    "Perfect. It adds more favor." she says.
    Mr. Whiner and Mr. Flincher felt the place shaking as they were searching the corridors for the person who locked Whiner in the tea house in the fake playroom. They are startled at the loud boom and the shaking ground and walls.
    "My God! What the heck!" shouted Mr. Flincher.
    "Is that an earthquake?!"
    "It can't be!"
    Ms. Cree was putting cigar burns on the children who are making the hats because they're not working fast enough for her, until she heard and felt the loud, massive explosion. Cracks and large bits of concrete fell from the ceiling on the tables. Many of the children are spooked and crying about the explosion and shaking they just heard and went through.
    "What was that?!" said Ms. Cree, speaking to herself.
    The crying and screaming scared children is upsetting Ms. Cree and she wants Lord Spanky to keep them quiet and productive.
    "Spanky, silence the children." she said.
    Lord Spanky unleashes his backup whip from his back and strikes it at one of the sewing tables. It made a large crack on the table and frightened the children to get back to work. He and Ms. Cree are curious on what that loud booming sound and earthquake was.
    "What the devil was that noise?" asked Lord Spanky.
    "Ms. Cree, did you heard and felt that?" asked Mr. Flincher, calling on Ms. Cree's earpiece.
    "Of course, we all did! I'm not blind, deaf and stupid! All of Europe must have felt it!"
    "We know where it's coming from! Come straight to your bedroom!"
    Ms. Cree orders Lord Spanky to watch the children as she hurries to her bedroom to inspect what caused that explosion.
    "Keep these children on line. No mercy as always."
    "With pleasure." said Lord Spanky, as he strikes another table with his whip. It startled the children again but they continue working to avoid any physical punishment from him.

    The smoke in the vents are clearing up and Jeff uncovers his face and sees them fading away. He coughs a little and rubs his eyes to get some of the dirt out. He hears voices coming from Ms. Cree's bedroom and crawls back to take a look. Mr. Whiner and Mr. Flincher are in Ms. Cree's bedroom, using fire extinguishers to put out the remaining flames from the huge explosion.
    "Look at all these flames! It feels like a burning log cabin in here, Mr. Whiner!" said Mr. Flincher as he's taking out the fire.
    "More like a luxurious furnace, Mr. Flincher."
    Ms. Cree walks through the destroyed doorway and sees all the damage. Ms. Cree's luxurious bedroom is now a destructive mess. Everything around the place are blackened, smoky, crispy pieces of expensive rubbish. Her comfortable, Egyptian cotton and silk bed is catching on fire, her dressers and drawers are now firewood, and her chandelier is broken, burning pieces of metal. She is shocked and upset at seeing all her personal belongings destroyed in some unexpected explosion. She walks over to her damaged, massive self-portrait and touches the fire-damaged sides. The large picture of her being a massive goddess with thousands of slave children feeding her gold is gone.
    "What happened here? Answer me. Answer me!" she yelled.
    Mr. Flincher answers Ms. Cree's question as he finished putting out the fire.
    "There was fire all over the place, and it caused an explosion here."
    "How does an explosion take place in somebody's bedroom where it doesn't look like a dynamite storage shed?!"
    Ms. Cree's menacing face is coming closer towards Mr. Flincher's and acts more threatening as she comes closer to him. He feels uncomfortable but he doesn't show any weakness or fear at her. He continues to answer her questions.
    "By the looks of it, it must be the chandelier. It's chain and canopy was damaged by something and the candles spread all over the rug, causing the fire."
    "These broken bottles of liquor must have touched the flames and caused the explosion. Nothing but bad craftsmanship on these cases and from the chandelier." said Mr. Whiner.
    "It couldn't be just some accident or act of God." said Ms. Cree.
    "Looks like it to me."
    Jeff reaches the vent cover and sees Ms. Cree furious and scolding the two walrus brothers. He sees all the damage he accidentally caused in Ms. Cree's bedroom and sees how angry and bloodthirsty she is about it. It reminded him of one of his plans and he pulls out his Young Talking Mike recorder doll out of the bag and presses the record button and places the small microphone next to the vent covers. He's going to record Ms. Cree's reaction as he planned.
    "Someone was here! The mirror was smashed and my jewelry boxes were pushed to the floor! Someone is trying to kill me!"
    Mr. Whiner and Mr. Flincher looked at each other and believe that the incident was caused by the mystery person they're looking for. Mr. Whiner tells Ms. Cree the truth.
    "We were trying to keep this hidden to avoid bothering you. Someone was in the fake playroom, moving stuff around and trapped me in a child's tea house! This creep escaped before I got a hold of its head on my hand."
    "You're telling me that some ghost is living around here? The soul of some child who died here is trying to murder me?!"
    "We don't know who it is, but we're searching for this fugitive all over." said Mr. Flincher.
    "Well not good enough. One of these dirty little children must have escaped and is trying to kill me! Security in this place will now be put on high alert! Go search the children down in the sweatshop, and better yet, tell them that lunch and dinner for all of them are gone and no more two-second breaks for them."
    "No need to clean up the mess here?" asked Mr. Whiner.
    "You stupid, stupid, pathetic idiots! Get to the sweatshop now!"
    Mr. Whiner and Mr. Flincher head out to the sweatshop to do her orders. Jeff finished recording Ms. Cree's conversation with the two walrus brothers and crawls away from the destroyed bedroom. As the two brothers left, Ms. Cree speaks to her earpiece to contact BackBreak.
    "BackBreak, we got a runaway fugitive who's trying to assassinate me. Keep your eyes on those monitors and send in our special men and Little Mandy Auburn."
    "Promises."
    Ms. Cree grabs the destroyed, smoking portrait of herself and holds it side-by-side. She looks at the blackened holes and ash-covered spots where her face and the children and gold piles are and shows a demonic and more frightening face. She is eager and determined to find who is responsible for ruining her perfect Christmas Eve. With all her strength, fueled by her anger and hatred, she breaks the portrait in half and drops it on the floor. She loves that portrait. But, she loves something other than wealth, children suffering, and free labor; vengeance.

    In the Photo Booth Room, BackBreak pulls out a green and blue key from a compartment in his metal left shin. He flips over a bronze pad, revealing a key ignition switch. He places the key on it and turns counter-clockwise, causing a red light to blink above it. A large door is rising up, showing another secret room with three sleeping people, lying on flat hospital beds. They are the happy, sad, and mad clowns from Ms. Cree's hypnotizing video. They're wearing oxygen masks over their faces, connected to a large gas tank. It's filled with a sleeping gas that puts them in a coma for a long, controlled amount of time. Ms. Cree uses them for her hypnotizing video, but they are her special guards for emergency situations. BackBreak walks over to them and watches them sleep like corpses. He turns off the tank and removes their masks. He waits for a minute for the three clowns to wake up. One-by-one, they are free from their slumber. The happy dog clown wakes up with a big smile, the sad cat clown wakes up with a deep frown, and the angry bird clown wakes up with a furious and murderous expression. BackBreak greets the three awakened clowns.
    "Gabby, Sappy, Third-Clown. Hope you three had a good sleep."
    "Oh, it was such a lovely sleep, Mr. BackBreak. I slept like a gentle puppy babe." said Gabby the happy dog clown, laying his head on his hands to express sleeping peacefully.
    "I had a bad dream about a troll eating my parents and my brother and sister. It reflects my childhood when a bear did that." said Sappy the sad cat clown, covering his eyes to wipe away any tears on his face.
    "My bed is lumpy. Just the way I like it." said Third-Clown the angry bird clown, showing his usual furious face. "Why did you wake us, BackBreak?"
    "It's Christmas Eve, boys. And a naughty little gremlin is out loose to ruin our holiday spirit. Ms. Cree wants her special clowns to help save Christmas for us, and shove coal down its little throat and send it to the fireplace. Then, an early Christmas present will be sent to each of you from Santa Claus for your nice deeds. Search the daycare center and attack and capture the fugitive. No mercy."
    "Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, of course, Mr. BackBreak! This naughty fugitive is going to be a stuffed doll for Christmas! Ha-ha-ha!" said Gabby, honking his horn and smashing a table with his right hand to show he's serious.
    "And you three are getting an extra pair of hands to help you out, in case our runaway vermin is a difficult catch. Ms. Cree created this as a servant, but it's also a fearsome predator and torture device."
    BackBreak walks over to the controls on the monitors desk and turns a yellow knob to the right, causing dark red lights to appear on the left-side corner, exposing a tall, massive steel cylinder. It rises to the ceiling, making smoke come out of it and flashes of blue, yellow and green light. Eerie metallic sounds are heard coming from the flashing lights, and it's coming out of the clouds of smoke. It is a robot. A mannequin robot that resembles a preteen lemming girl.
    "This here is Venture Droid. Codename: Little Mandy Auburn." said BackBreak, introducing the robot lemming girl to the clowns. "Ms. Cree built her as a personal child slave servant seven years ago to serve her needs. But when Sunshine Cabin started having more children here, she was replaced with real children to serve Ms. Cree. I later reprogrammed Venture Droid to act as an emergency security unit in case of any children escaping."
    "This plastic-skin tinker toy is going to help us find the missing child?!" asked Third-Clown.
    "She will assist you by patrolling the halls and rooms for our runaway child and lure it out into the open, thinking she is a real child. Around 342 children over the past seven years have tried to escape, but 'Little Mandy' here caught them all without even a single one successfully escaping. She lures the children to a trap and captures them for punishment by Lord Spanky. It has the eyes of a hawk, trapping materials, tranquilizer darts, and real-like voice simulator to pose as a real girl. Give it a try."
    Gabby walks towards Venture Droid to test her to see if she truly acts as a real lemming girl. He speaks to her in his usual friendly tone,
    "Why, hello there, little Venture Droid. I'm Gabby the happy clown. Can you tell me about yourself?"
    "Hello there, Gabby the happy clown. I' am Venture Droid." said the mannequin robot girl, speaking in a cheery, real-like girl's voice. "But my cover name is Mandy Auburn, a lemming girl who is programmed to serve Ms. Cree and the good staff of Sunshine Cabin Daycare Center to watch and capture any misbehaving, fleeing children from the sweatshop and nurseries they belong."
    Third-Clown whistles sarcastically like he is impressed with Venture Droid and said,
    "Impressive. She really acts like a real, living twerp like the rest of them. Another mechanical, talking, Japanese garbage can."
    "I' am not a twerp. I' am a little girl robot who is an advanced security system that should be treated like a real lemming girl." said Venture Droid, in a calm matter, not feeling insulted.
    "She looks so real, BackBreak." said Sappy. "But it doesn't look so threatening."
    "Hey, Mandy. Would you like a flower?" asked Gabby.
    "Yes, please. Thank you."
    Gabby pulls out a big flower out of his rainbow jacket and sprays ink at her face like a hose. Mandy is confused and feeling uncomfortable about getting sprayed in the face with ink.
    "Why you squirt ink at my face, Gabby the happy clown?" she asked.
    "Oh, okay. How about this to wash it all off."
    Gabby throws a water balloon at her face as another trick. She is confused on why he did that to her. The water washes away only a small bit of the ink on her face, and it's not pleasing little Mandy.
    "Why did you throw a balloon filled with water at me, Gabby the happy clown? It didn't help wash away the ink on my face."
    "Well, it used to be water. Heh-heh-heh!"
    "Gabby, don't provoke Venture Droid!" shouted BackBreak.
    "I want to test out more to see that she is like a real girl. Here, Mandy. Here's something to wipe off that mess on your face."
    "Thank you, Gabby. I appreciate it."
    Mandy takes the cloth Gabby gives her and wipes it on her face. Her face is smoking and melting, making some holes, showing her metallic parts and computer chips inside her head. Sappy is shocked and Third-Clown is surprised at seeing Mandy's plastic face melting, including BackBreak. The cloth is drenched with acid. Gabby fooled Mandy with another cruel trick.
    "It's a good thing my gloves are safety ones! Ha-ha-ha!"
    "What the devil is wrong with you, Gabby! You melted her face!" shouted BackBreak.
    "No-no! She's crying away her face. Ha-ha-ha!"
    "You idiot, are you trying to ruin her?!"
    BackBreak punches Gabby's face to the floor to get him to stop. But the happy clown is having too much fun and laughs at the merriment.
    "Stop playing with Venture Droid! She is not a toy!"
    Mandy is infuriated at Gabby and his sadistic tricks and wants him to stop.
    "How dare you harm me?! This is really cruel!"
    "Ahh! Did I made you cry? I'm so sorry. Would you like a hu--"
    By surprise, Mandy's arms wrapped around Gabby's throat like a python and choke him. He is gasping for air while the robot girl's arms get tighter. He is still showing his smiling face, but inside, he is crying for help. BackBreak and the two other clowns watch as Little Mandy attacks Gabby for his abusive jokes.
    "I don't like you! I don't like you! I hate you!" she shouted at Gabby.
    Her mouth opens and sprays a green acid gas at his eyes, turning them red like blood and making him cry out tears and softly screams in pain. A taser pops out of her chest compartment and injects into Gabby's chest, electrocuting him three times. Gabby is in serious pain and dying and he wants it all to stop. He tries to plea for mercy but he is running out of air to speak. BackBreak has enough of Mandy suffocating Gabby to death and commands her to stop.
    "Alright, that's enough! Venture Droid, release him! Now!"
    "Yes, Mr. BackBreak."
    Little Mandy the killer robot girl releases Gabby's throat and he fell on the floor, gasping for air, coughing violently and showing large amounts of tears in his face. The two other clowns are really impressed with the robot's deadly abilities, mainly Third-Clown the most. Now, he is truly impressed.
    "I wanted this robot to be my daughter." he said, complimenting Venture Droid, still showing his serious nature.
    "Then get a wife, Third-Clown." said BackBreak.
    He walks over to the monitors desk and pulls out a replacement head for Mandy. He turns the ruined one around counter-clockwise to take it off and throws it at Gabby's face, hurting him a bit. He puts the new one on Mandy's body and says his final words to the clowns before getting to work.
    "Enough of this bull crap! I want this mysterious child or creature to be caught and bagged and sent back to Ms. Cree for some quality corporal punishment. All three of you will search the place along with Mr. Whiner and Mr. Flincher, even Lord Spanky. If this dirty flea tries to break out of here or strike another attack, mercy is not required here, so do what you must. We don't care. Gabby, get up! Now!"
    Gabby is still coughing and catching his breath after Mandy tries to strangle him to death. He attempts to stand on his feet and hands and tries to stand still with Sappy and Third-Clown by his side and listen to BackBreak.
    "I want no screw-ups, mistakes, or acts of sloppy work! Ms. Cree wants this filthy runt to be found and captured and/or mutilated. You three are the most dangerous circus convicts who ever broke free from an insane asylum, trained with brutal fighting skills. I predict no failure from either of you. But, Venture Droid here, I have 100% confidence. Venture Droid, you will follow these orders as well. No mercy and perfect work. Do the same to this wanted runaway just like what you did to Gabby and all the other children who tried to escape for the past seven years. But, times by six."
    "Yes, Mr. BackBreak. Understood every detail." said Mandy.
    "We will do what we must, BackBreak." said Sappy.
    The clowns pulled out their most deadly weapons to show they're fierce and ready to do their orders. Gabby has a candy cane that is a large, red and white striped sword. He swings it around and slices a chair into thirds and laughs manically. Sappy is equipped with an automatic crossbow. He aims at a large amateur drawing of smiling children under a rainbow, shooting at their heads and makes a crying, frowny face. And Third-Clown is holding a large flamethrower. He pulls out a cigarette from his pocket and puts it in his mouth, using his flamethrower to light it. They are ready to do their duties and attack.
    "I'll be watching you, and for our little vermin. Don't disappoint me, nor Ms. Cree."
    The three violent clowns and the mannequin killer robot girl exits the room to search the halls and rooms for the mysterious escapee. They will be a challenge for little Jeff Cooper-Fox as these men are deadly fighters and murderous maniacs who will stop at nothing to honor Ms. Cree's wishes and find their fugitive. And with a powerful combat robot on the case, Jeff needs to be quicker, smarter and more careful to avoid getting captured or worse.

    To be continued

Sly Cooper and Carmelita Fox are created and owned by Sucker Punch Productions, Sanzaru Games Inc., and Sony.
Jeff Cooper is created and owned by Teiouja,
Gabby, Sappy, Third-Clown and Venture Droid (Mandy Auburn) are created and owned by me.