I'm not sure where this one came from. I'm blaming Cesaro's suits; he looks like 007. I have a ton of super cheesy mission ideas for more drabbles in this verse, so there will probably be some followups.

Disclaimer: :) I don't own Seth, Kevin, and Cesaro.

Cesaro the Secret Agent! TA DA!

Cesaro finished placing and setting up the intricate bombs on the dastardly villain's doomsday device.

He then began the countdown. The building would explode in less than five minutes.

Double O Cesaro!

The Tesla Roadster sped down the deserted highway; the swift, black car effortlessly curved with the winding road as it climbed up the mountain. With his hair blown back with the wind from the convertible top, the young man driving bit his lip, nervously.

"I don't think we'll make it in time, Kevin," he said in what could have passed as a groan as the car practically squealed around the next bend.

Kevin only whimpered in response; the Yorkie anxiously stood on his tippy toes to see out the window. Kevin the Dog knew how important it was to get to the rendezvous point on time. Agent Cesaro's very life depended on it.

Secret Agent Cesaro! Wow!

Countdown: Explosion in 3 minutes and 8 seconds

Cesaro swung his arm up in a European Uppercut, demolishing the last of the robotic henchmen.

He glanced around, looking for Seth and Kevin the Dog. Where were they? This was cutting it pretty close.

Cesaro!

Seth finally reached the end of the road and swore. The road only cultivated in a torn up parking lot with a couple of view finders. He frantically jerked his head over to look out on their right at the neighboring mountain, which had a large building, made almost entirely out of glass windows and was surrounded with a moat with large alligators drifting around it.

"Crap! Crap! Kevin, we're on the wrong mountain! We're supposed to be over there!" Seth threw his hands up in the air in panic. "This is all your fault, Kevin!"

Kevin rolled his eyes and carefully nudged the flare gun to prop it against the seat. Then the Yorkie placed his paw on the trigger, shooting off a flare.

He's the man in the suit! He's Cesaro!

Countdown: Explosion in 1 minute and 2 seconds

The sight of a red flare shooting up from the twin mountain caught Cesaro's attention. He frowned. Why was Seth over there on a completely different mountain top? Oh well, Secret Agent Cesaro was always prepared. He began assembling a light metal frame before he attached a piece of canvass to it. He positioned himself on the hang glider and began running. Once his feet left the edge of the mountain, he began to sail through the air.

Countdown: Explosion in 0 minutes and 1 second

BOOM!

Cesaro let go of the hang glider and fell right into the Tesla Roadster's backseat.

Seth spun around to look at Cesaro. He blushed and began driving down the mountain. "For the record, I knew this was the wrong mountain. I just thought you calculated the blast radius incorrectly, so I thought it would be better to have the car over here."

Cesaro grinned and raised an eyebrow. "And you didn't think it was important to inform me before hand?"

Seth shrugged. "I knew you wouldn't miss a beat; you're Cesaro."

Kevin the Dog huffed out a disbelieving sigh. Cesaro scooped the dog up and scratched Kevin's back. He shook his head, fondly at Seth's blatant lies. "If you say so, friend. All things considered, it was a very successful mission. Thanks for your help, both of you."

Seth smiled into the rear view mirror, and Kevin yipped in response.

The three drove down the winding mountain road towards the arena as the dust from the demolished base continued to settle.