Okay, I finally thought of a story for Carnival. I have taken some liberties so apologies to anyone from Brazil who is reading this. Feel free to point out any inaccuracies. I did as much research as I could. Anymore and the story would never be written. This will be a special 2 part date. Next update may be a little later as I am now on vacation.

Hope you like it.

I don't own the characters.

"I can't wait to get to Rio!" Beverly squealed while looking out the window of the plane.

She and Caesar were heading to a science business convention and this year it happened to be in Rio de Janeiro just in time for Carnival. Caesar had needed an assistant to help him set up his booth. He was representing the Providence research department showing off their latest development and inventions to industries looking for consultants to work for them.

Beverly could care less about the convention. She was excited because after hours they could attend Carnival. She had read all about it. She even studied the parade route pinpointing the best places to see the spectacle. She also looked up some of the local parades. She could hardly wait. She looked over at her boyfriend who had on a sleep mask and headphones. He was snoring with his mouth slightly opened. He was starting to drool. Beverly smiled before turning back to the window. Then she saw it.

"Caesar! It's Christ the Redeemer." She clutched Caesar's arm. Caesar snorted awake. It took him a second to figure out where he was. He wondered why everything was so dark until Beverly lifted his sleep mask.

"Look!" She pointed out the statue.

"Si, very nice." Caesar said as he yawned.

"How can you be so blasé, about that?" Beverly asked.

"Well, when you've seen one statue, you've seen them all." He shrugged pulling his sleep mask back on. "Wake me when we land."

Beverly shook her head and went back to looking at the scenery outside her window.

0o0

When the plane landed, they made their way to baggage claims for their equipment. Locating their property they pulled it off the conveyor belt and loaded it onto a cart. Working together they managed to push their gear outside the airport. Beverly flagged down a taxi and gave the driver the address of their hotel. It took some creative maneuvering to load all their stuff into the cab. The driver was friendly and was happy to help Beverly with her Portuguese. Caesar was too busy on his smart phone to notice the conversation much.

The cab finally arrived at their destination, Riocentro. The driver helped them unload and with a friendly wave bade them good-bye. The porter got them a cart so they could wheel their stuff into the center. Caesar wanted to set up before they checked into their hotel rooms.

Walking over to one of the greeters they received their booth number and a map. Many scientists and business people were already there. Laden with luggage, Beverly looked around her as she pushed the cart after Caesar. The scientific community was well represented. Everything from astrophysicists to zoologists was there. Caesar walked with his nose buried in the map. He stopped so abruptly that Beverly had to pull the cart to avoid colliding with him.

"We're here." He announced.

Beverly frowned. The area was in the back of the auditorium where there was the least amount of traffic.

"Are you sure this is the right place?" She asked.

"The woman said E56." Caesar checked the map. "Come on let's set up."

Beverly shrugged. She didn't care where they were located. In fact, the less people the better… maybe not from a business standpoint but if there weren't that many people maybe she could sneak off and explore the city. The thought of going to the beach made her giddy with excitement.

With Beverly's practiced hand the booth was up in a matter of minutes. Caesar stepped back to look at the sign that Beverly was trying to hang. "It looks a little crooked. Maybe raise it a little higher."

"Then it definitely would be crooked. This is straight." Beverly replied.

"Not from where I'm standing." Caesar insisted.

"Here, you hold it and I'll go look." They switched places. "No, it's perfectly straight." Beverly admired her handiwork.

"And I'm telling you it's a little crooked." Caesar said adjusting the sign.

"No, now it's crooked." Beverly shook her head.

They went back and forth for a bit. It wasn't really a fight… more of a visual disagreement. Finally, Caesar acquiesced and allowed Beverly to hang the sign her way.

"I'll go check into our rooms at the hotel next door while you man the booth." Beverly said as she loaded their luggage onto the cart.

"Bueno, here's the reservation information." He said as he handed her some paper.

Beverly tucked the paper into her bag and wheeled the cart back outside.

Once again flagging down a cab she loaded the bags into the car before giving the cabby the address of the hotel.

Everything was going smoothly until she reached the front desk.

"What do you mean there's only one room?" Beverly asked horrified.

"Desculpa. Sorry but there seems to be a miscommunication. We thought it was one room. And because of Carnival we are full." The lady at the front desk apologized.

Beverly groaned. Rebecca would blitz if she found out. But maybe she just wouldn't tell her sister.

"Okay. We'll take the room." Beverly said her face growing hot.

0o0

"One room?" Caesar asked.

Beverly had informed him after she had checked in. She wondered what his reaction would be. He seemed to be taking it pretty well.

"I guess we can make it work." He said nonchalantly. He then went back to his smart phone.

Beverly wasn't sure if she was disappointed or relieved that he wasn't making a big deal about it. So she decided to watch the people walk by.

Secretly, Caesar was panicking. He was texting Rex furiously.

But unfortunately Rex was no help when he replied with Way 2 go! He warned Rex not to let it slip to Rebecca that he was going to be in the same room as her sister. He was more afraid of her than of Six. Rex told him to chillax, whatever that meant, and to enjoy the convention.

They sat in awkward silence as they watched businessmen walk past.

"So, were there many people when I was gone?" Beverly asked breaking the silence.

"Hmm, what? Oh, uh no. One person asked if I knew where the restrooms were." Caesar answered.

More silence.

"Is it almost lunch? Maybe I could go to the concession stand and..." Beverly began.

"And get some food. Sure, great idea." Caesar said a little too eagerly.

"Umm, what do you feel like?"

"About 98.7 degrees Fahrenheit." Caesar replied.

"No, I mean food." Beverly stifled a giggle.

"Oh, uh, whatever you want." He said nervously.

"Okay, chimichangas it is." She watched as Caesar made a face. "I'm just teasing." Beverly laughed. "I know how you hate that they ruined the burrito. How about some pizza?"

"See if they can put pineapple and salmon on it." Caesar said as she walked away.

Beverly walked off in search of food. As she walked by she noticed that one of the booths was being operated by Providence's rivals, Nanite Technology Corp.

"Hello, there young lady. Are you interested in NTC's latest research? It will really make your company take off." The man at the booth yelled to her.

"Uh, no thanks." She quickly walked away.

After finding the concession stand she used her credit card to purchase the food seeing as she didn't have time to exchange currency. As she was walking back with her food someone ran by and knocked her over.

"Hey!" Beverly exclaimed outraged. "Watch where you're going! Some people are so rude." Some by-standers helped her up and she had to go back to get more food. The second time she made it back without incident. "You won't believe what happened to me." She told Caesar as she handed him his pizza and drink. "By the way they had pineapple but no salmon."

"Ah, that's always the case." Caesar said disappointed. "So what happened?"

Beverly told him about the man who knocked into her.

"Are you all right?" Caesar became concerned. "Does anything hurt?" He got up and went to examine her.

She was touched by his concern. "I'm fine." She told him.

After lunch a few people approached their table but not many. Beverly already began thinking of her exit strategy. Caesar didn't like the beach so she didn't feel that bad about leaving him to man the booth by himself. In fact, he might appreciate the time alone. He seemed to be far off in his own world anyway. That was what she was thinking about until security approached their table with the man she had seen earlier at NTC's booth.

"She's the one officer! She stole the data rod!" He pointed at Beverly.

Beverly looked behind her thinking that he was pointing at someone else. But when she realized that he was accusing her...

"What are you talking about?" Beverly asked shocked.

"You came by my booth earlier and Providence is always trying to steal our technology." The man sniffed.

"The day Providence wants any of your outdated technology is the day we open antique shop." Caesar huffed. "Beverly wouldn't steal your data rod."

"Mind if we search?" The security guard asked.

"Certainly." Caesar got up and motioned for them to look. Beverly help her breath as the men looked everywhere. Of course, they found nothing.

"I demand you do a full body search on that girl." The man demanded.

Beverly gasped feeling very exposed.

Caesar growled. "You will do no such thing. We have subjected ourselves to your demands. Now unless you have things other than accusations I suggest you leave." Beverly never saw Caesar so angry and she felt good that he was defending her.

The security thanked them for their time and ushered the unpleasant man away.

"What was that about?" Beverly muttered.

"Yo no se. I don't know." Caesar shrugged. He probably lost it and needed someone to blame.

"Maybe." Beverly said. But she felt funny for the rest of the day.

0o0

"I know you want to go. If you want I can watch the table and you can head out." Caesar said later that afternoon.

Beverly looked up from her magazine surprised. "Really? You're... okay alone."

"Yes. It's only a few more hours and..."

"Okay, love you, bye." Beverly already had her purse and was walking away.

Caesar was stunned for a second. Not because she left so fast but because she said I love you. He wondered if she meant it or if it was merely an unconscious slip of the tongue. And wouldn't an unconscious slip of the tongue be better than a conscious effort? He realized he just confused himself. Having a girlfriend was was so much harder than splitting atoms.

Beverly walked outside and breathed in the fresh air. She pulled out her guide book. Should she go to Ipanema or Copacabana? She walked reading the book about each beach when she realized that someone was blocking her path. She looked up. It was the man who knocked her down earlier.

"Excuse me." Beverly said coldly as she stepped to move around him. But the man held out a small canister. A fine mist hit her face. Beverly coughed and everything started swimming. Then her knees buckled and she fell over. The man grabbed her and dragged her over to a waiting car. Throwing her in the back he hopped into the passenger side and the car sped away.