I compared Bayley to Kim Possible for some reason, and this is the result. Yup...
CI compared Bayley to Kim Possible for some reason, and this is the result. Yup...
Secret Agent Cesaro: Not a Fighter but a Hugger
Cesaro the Secret Agent! TA DA! Double O Cesaro!
"So Cesaro, we're pretty much guaranteed to die here, aren't we?" Seth asked as he swung back and forth from where he was dangling, tied up next to Cesaro.
Cesaro glanced, nonchalantly down at the big tank of water filled with sharks over which they were positioned. "Probably and it will most likely be extremely drawn out and painful."
Seth sighed. "Just once! Just once, I want you to lie to me. Console me! You don't have to always tell it how it is!"
Cesaro wanted to shrug, but since he was suspended upside down, he wasn't able to. "You want me to lie? I thought friendship was supposed to be based on honesty and respect. I respect you enough to not want to coddle you. I believe you should appreciate that."
"In theory? Great sentiment. In practice? This sucks. I hate this head rush…" Seth paused before exclaiming, "Wait! What about Kevin?"
Cesaro frowned in surprise. Normally, he never forgot about a variable. "Kevin the Dog?"
Seth scowled. "Nooo, I meant Kevin Owens. The guy that went totally batshit crazy, tied us up and hung us up over a freaking tank full of sharks! Of course, I meant my super intelligent dog!"
Cesaro rolled his eyes. "This attitude of yours is not helping anything." He carefully pursed his lips and let out a high pitched whistle.
Seth muttered under his breath how stupid it was to think Kevin could hear that when the poor Yorkie could be on the other side of the evil Canadian's base.
Not more than a couple minutes passed before Kevin the dog came barreling into the room, skidding to a halt before the tank. The Yorkie let out a panicked yip when Kevin the evil Canadian came sprinting into the room behind him and snatched the little doggie up by his neck scruff.
"You think you can just pee all over my Death Ray schematics and get out of here with no consequences? That's not how this works, you little rat!"
"Let go of Kevin!" Seth shouted, afraid for his little friend's safety. Yes, he found it annoying when Kevin stole his dinner right off of his table, but he could never wish ill on his Yorkie.
Kevin the disgruntled human looked up from where he was glaring at the dog. "What the heck are you talking about? Has the blood rushing to your head completely obliterated your intelligence?"
"The dog's name is Kevin, Kevin. If you hurt our friend, you will regret it," Cesaro said, calmly. Only Double O Cesaro could still sound threatening without raising his voice; he was the ultimate gentleman.
"I will hurt this stupid rat dog! I'll just drop him into that shark tank, and he'll be a delicious appetizer for those fish!"
Kevin growled.
"NO! NO! NO!" Seth squawked. "NOT THE DOG! JUST DROP CESARO INSTEAD! KEVIN IS INNOCENT!"
Cesaro glared at Seth.
Crash! Shatter! Bang!
"Wait! Everybody just calm down!" A new voice called.
Four pairs of eyes swiveled over to the cute girl in the cargo pants, purple crop top, and side ponytail.
Cesaro smirked. "Bayley Possible, nice to see you again. You always know how to make an entrance."
Bayley stepped over the broken glass from the sky light she broke, smiling.
Kevin the human scowled. "I don't know who the heck this is! Who are you? Why are you interrupting my moment of revenge? I was about to start monologuing!"
Growl! Snap!
"Oww! The little rat bit me!" Kevin yelled holding his hand, tenderly.
Kevin scampered across the room. The dog, that is; Kevin the human does not scamper. That would be weird.
"Get him Bayley!" Seth screamed.
"What?! She's going to fight me?!" Kevin the human cackled.
"Not exactly!" Bayley said with a grin. She leapt forward and seized Kevin the meanie in a…
hug?
Kevin the grumpy Canadian, who was previously building a Death Ray, smiled. He patted Bayley on the shoulder. "Good point, sweetheart. I'll go untie Seth and Cesaro, and then I'll go turn myself in. I'm a detriment to society!"
Bayley grinned. "Yeah, you are!"
After being freed by a former-evil-mastermind that was disturbingly happy, Seth turned to Cesaro with a suspicious look. "Did you know Bayley was coming the entire time?"
Cesaro shrugged. "Normally, this is El Generico's territory, but since he's currently taking all his orphans to Disneyland, he extended the invitation to both Bayley and me. I knew it was a matter of time before she showed up."
"How convenient is it that one hug from her can cause a face turn?" Seth picked up Kevin the dog and cuddled with the Yorkie.
"It's the perfect super power," Cesaro said in agreement.
"Come on, boys!" Bayley called. "We can walk Kevin the human down to the police station, so he's not alone!"
Bang! Snap! POW!
"Never mind!" Bayley called. "Looks like he escaped on a motorcycle!"
Cesaro shook his head. "If only it weren't a temporary face turn."
Seth sighed. "Looks like our job is never over, Kev."