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Sly can't believe the situation he's put himself in. His clumsiness and what they dared do to him. That sucks. Stripped to his underwear and left bound and gagged all alone in a small room, which is a big yikes... and to add insult to injury, he spots a pair of scissors on a shelf near him. He sighs in exasperation. That disrespect is uncalled for. If he can just wriggle next to the shelf and grab the scissors, he'll be free in an instant. Then what? Will he make them regret underestimating his abilities? Could he even get out of this room, even if he managed to get free? There will be a time to think about the details of that...
And then as if all that wasn't embarrassing enough, the scissors turn out to be just barely out of reach. Especially after he accidentally pushes them slightly while trying to move them with his snout. He pesters and swears through the tape on his mouth, wriggles all he can, rises as much as he can on his bound feet to try and stand taller; all resulting only in tiring him out, and he slumps back, sobs in frustration. That just sucks. How could that get any worse?
At least nobody's here to witness his predicament, right... it's not like his captors are watching and placing bets on whether or not he'll even get the scissors ever.