Chloe McQueen: Spy Car Revision: Chapter 5
Chloe and Rod were pretty much silent at the beginning of the trip; they didn't have that much to talk about. Chloe was too preoccupied with the anticipation of her first field mission.
I'm here, she thought to herself, I want to give it my all, and I'm not going to quit.
Finally Rod broke the silence. "You seem pretty excited."
"Well, this is my first field mission, and I can't wait to start out."
Rod chuckled "Well, don't forget that I'm your spy mentor."
"How can I forget; everyone at the Academy said you were quote 'The greatest American spy on the circuit.'
"I get that a lot, hard to blame them."
"All right Mr. Cocky, I don't want a showoff for a mentor."
Rod rolled his eyes. "I just do my job."
"Look who's talking, the car that wants to get pictures with every celebrity he saves." Cooper added.
"That's not true." Rod said, but Chloe raised a hoof-brow at him.
"Okay it was one time with George Lexus, but I can't help it if I'm a Howard the Truck fan."
Chloe laughed "You actually like Howard the Truck?"
"Well, when I was in 3rd grade."
"Wow, talk about a guilty pleasure."
"Who are you to judge my taste in movies?"
"I'm kind of a film buff, though some might call me a nitpicker; I've been known to be critical of books and movies I've watched."
"All right then, let me test your abilities out; have you ever seen Batmobile and Robin?"
"Sadly yes, I'm guessing it was a satire of the 1960s television show, but it failed to deliver the enjoyable corniness of the show and angers the fan base of the now dark version of Batmobile that we've come to enjoy."
"Well how about the live-action version of Cinderella?"
"I've seen it, and while the visuals are nice, this version misses a mark that the original showed. It seems to be only telling kids to just be kind and nice, while the original says to work hard and keep persevering. Being nice is an okay message for a kindergarten class, but it could also be taken the wrong way in this version, like saying just be a doormat and let people walk all over you. The older one also had an identifiable character, someone who was unique but whom we could still relate to, while in this version she's portrayed as 'having more kindness in one tire than anyone else'. We can't really follow the underdog character this way because, much like Rocky, we identify the characters and… Are you okay?"
Rod stared openmouthed at the 'critiquing novice.' "Wow, I can't understand why you didn't become a movie critic."
"Well, nobody likes a nitpicker, besides this job is more exciting."
"Well, it'll be more than exciting." Rod smiled.
"By the way, now that I'm an official spy, would you mind telling me what happened back there in Japan?"
"Well, I thought it was just another mission, but I didn't know how bad it could almost get. I was sent under deep cover on an oil rig to investigate a suspicious group of lemons who'd been scrambling every nation's satellites. They were on the biggest oil reserve in the world, and were trying to create some sort of weapon with Professor Z as the second in command. When I was there, I discovered that the mastermind was Axelrod, only that he used a voice decoder. I got a picture of him when he checked in on a webcam. I guess my cockiness got the best of me, since I got along pretty well with another Detroit car, J. Kirby Gremlin. Later I discovered he was the one that called me out saying 'one Detroit car recognizes another'. I wasn't the only one to get on that rig though. A British agent named Leland Turbo got on, but he was quickly discovered and, well, I'm sorry to say things didn't turn out well for him.
"Anyway, his partner named Finn McMissile went there too. He almost got caught but luckily he escaped. I went to Japan and was ordered to drop the picture I snapped of Axelrod. I decided to go to the bathroom since it would be something of a secret meeting place. Unfortunately, they caught me before I was able to deliver it. I could've easily taken them both on, but they slipped some drowsy pills into a drink I had earlier that night. Luckily some weird redneck tow truck, I'm pretty sure you know him, was also in the bathroom and I placed the device on him.
"They took me to their hideout and filled me up with that Allinol gas and hit me with their EMP gun. It hurt like crazy; I could hardly stand any of it. I knew Z was a weapons designer, but anyone who could build that bad of a device was an evil genius.
"I accidentally let my looks slip that the tow truck had the device, and they turned it up to full power and I blacked out. That machine could've killed me then and there, but they didn't count on my brains. While they were sleeping, I used a spare screwdriver I have on my left back tire to remove a small yet vital key to the power of the camera, the fluid. I was half-way done when they were coming back, so I quickly faked being asleep to surprise them, but they used that magnet on me. They didn't seem to notice that I replaced the fluid with regular red food coloring so I'm glad for that. I could've been dead if they threw me in the sea, but then you came along to help. I'm eternally grateful for your help, and I'm glad you're my protégé."
"I'm glad you're my mentor, from what I've heard you seem to be great at your job."
"Well, not like what you saw back there." Rod laughed.
"Well, Henry seems to be right on the money about you two." Cooper said.
"So his theory's spread already?" Rod said.
"Pretty much, he's still got to tell the New York district."
"Ugh, you'll get used to him, sort of."
Chloe smiled.
Just then there was a beep from the monitor.
"All right, let's see who we're supposed to target." Rod quickly checked the picture, and then groaned.
"This just isn't my day!" Rod said.
"Who is it?" Chloe asked.
Rod showed her a picture of an orange Gremlin, named Grem.
"Is it because his name is so painfully obvious, or he knows you?"
"I'm going with choice two, he's a lemon that captured me and is on the lam from us along with his partner Acer."
"I'm guessing Acer's a Pacer?"
"Well, at least they've located him in. It's no problem; I'll just use another disguise."
"Okay you two, just 10 minutes to Paris."
"Well, here we go Agent McQueen."
"Alright, bring it on!"