On a highway in Wyoming, a white RV rolled slowly along, its driver's seat empty...
Only the stereo played softly, filling the cabin with soothing pop melodies.
The night breeze drifted through the windows, carrying with it the crisp scent of the countryside. The endless sprawl of urban skyscrapers had long been left behind, replaced by rolling hills and vast plains, flanked by towering evergreen trees...
"Mindy, we shouldn't have run away like this.." The purple-eyed girl nervously scooped at her ice cream, her voice tinged with unease, "If Sean finds out, we're both dead."
Wrapped in a hamster-patterned onesie, the little girl rolled across the RV's carpeted floor before flopping onto her stomach to play video games, looking like a pudgy little critter.
At her friend's words, she suddenly sprang up from the floor, adopting a stern and serious tone, "Gali, we can't just follow Sean's orders all the time... Miss Janet told me that women should be independent! That's the only way we won't lose ourselves! So, let's kick Sean to the curb and enjoy our vacation!"
The purple-eyed girl licked the remnants of ice cream off her spoon, her small brain struggling to process this logic...
They were supposed to be at a winter camp in Canada, but Mindy had taken matters into her own hands, dragging her all the way to Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming instead.
"But... you used Sean's credit card to buy this RV, all these snacks, and so much stuff. If we're being independent, shouldn't we not use his money? Like how I refuse food from my dad?" Gali reasoned.
"Uh, haha.." Mindy let out an awkward laugh, waving her hands dismissively, "That's just temporary! You know how much allowance a cute middle-schooler gets? Not enough to buy an RV, that's for sure! And I told you, we could've tried some... less friendly methods, but you wouldn't let me."
With that, the little girl flopped back onto the floor, happily munching on potato chips and sipping an ice-cold soda.
'This was what a real vacation should feel like!' Mindy mused...
...
As dusk settled and the sun dipped below the horizon, the RV automatically slowed to a stop by the roadside...
The modified interior was spacious and comfortable... soft carpeting covered the floor, while sofa and recliners were fixed along the walls.
The vehicle was split into two levels, much like a tour bus.
The lower level served as a living area, complete with a mini-fridge, a well-stocked liquor cabinet, and a wall-mounted TV.
The upper level was simpler... just a plush queen-sized bed, a small wardrobe, and a skylight that could be opened for stargazing. It was the perfect setup for a romantic getaway, assuming you could afford the exorbitant price tag.
Unfortunately, the little girl in question had turned this luxury RV into little more than a snack-filled hideout, stuffing the liquor cabinet with chips and the fridge with soda, with no intention of actually stepping outside to enjoy the scenery.
"Gali, what do you think Sean is doing right now?" Mindy suddenly sat up, tossing her game controller aside, "Do you think he has noticed we're gone? Maybe he's running around in a panic, saying, 'Oh, sweet Mindy, I'll never make you do the dishes or cut your allowance again!' Hahaha!"
The little girl burst into laughter, imagining Sean's regretful and guilty face. The thought was just too funny...
"Mindy."
"Hm?"
Gali set down her ice cream, her expression hesitant before she finally whispered, "Haven't you ever wondered... why this RV can drive itself without a driver? Or why Sean's credit card never seems to have a spending limit?"
The laughter died instantly.
Mindy's shoulders slumped as she angrily stuffed more chips into her mouth. The thought of being shipped off to some boring winter camp in Canada during her precious vacation made her puff out her cheeks in frustration...
"Tch. He just wants to get rid of me. I knew it... He's definitely got something going on with that cow-like neighbor lady. Only shallow men care about big boobs, right, Gali?"
The purple-eyed girl glanced down at herself, then nodded vigorously in agreement, "But why Canada, though?" she asked.
"He says New York is the most dangerous place on Earth..." Mindy pouted, muttering under her breath, "Pfft~ Like I'm some little kid who'd believe aliens are gonna invade or something."
Gali, however, fell into deep thought. If she did get caught running away, and her father came looking for her... Would Earth end up like an after-dinner snack? Crunch, gone in one bite?
She shook her head violently, trying to dispel the terrifying image, "Hey, Mindy, what are you–"
Without warning, the hamster-clad girl crawled over and planteda kiss on Gali's lips...
"Huh. Tastes like nothing. You lied, Gali." Mindy stared accusingly at her friend, "You said you wanted to kiss Sean because he smelled good."
"I was telling the truth! His scent is... warm, like sunlight. It feels nice. And he tastes like ice cream... makes you wanna take a little lick..."
Her delicate face was completely serious. Gali's explanation gave Mindy pause...
After a moment of consideration, the little girl pounced again, kissing her once more, "Gali, I wanna taste you too–"
"Ah! Mindy, st– mmph!"
...
~Back in New York, at the Stark Tower~
A pale arm draped over the man's firm chest, the bed (and floor) in complete disarray... evidence of the passionate battle that had resumed the moment the fiery couple returned to the apartment...
The red-haired beauty playing 'Miss Scarlett' felt the haze of desire slowly receding from her eyes. Her seemingly soft and delicate arm subtly shifted, winding around the man's neck.
In less than two seconds, she could snap it.
But after a long moment of consideration, the rationality of a professional agent won out. She abandoned the idea, though not without a twinge of irritation.
The entire situation felt absurd... like some kind of blitzkrieg, where her defenses had been effortlessly breached before the enemy cavalry stormed in unchecked.
It was infuriating.
Now, the only option was to play the role of the doting lover, using this intimacy to earn Sean's trust and extract more Intel on Umbrella and the man himself.
There was no way she'd let this bastard get away scot-free!
'He's like an animal.' The female agent seethed internally...
Even with her enhanced physique, she felt sore and drained.
Just how ferocious had their earlier battle been? From the conference room at Stark Tower to the apartment's balcony, then the shower, and finally the main battlefield; the bedroom.
At first, 'Miss Scarlett' had tried to resist, not wanting to seem too wanton. But under Sean's relentless assault, she had quickly crumbled, surrendering completely and left to endure the onslaught...
Sean stirred as if sensing her movement, his eyes fluttering open, "Morning, sweetheart. You awake?"
The tender and affectionate gaze he fixed on her sent an involuntary shiver down her spine.
"Sunrise is still about four hours away." The man rolled onto his side, pulling the red-haired beauty closer, "Life is all about movement. Let's make the most of our time."
Before the female agent could react, she was pinned beneath him once more...
Her last coherent thought before drowning in pleasure again was, 'Is this damn bastard some kind of tireless stallion?!'
The bed rocked like a ship tossed by stormy waves, its rhythmic creaks accompanied by the woman's increasingly unrestrained moans... wild, and uninhibited.
As Sean murmured 'Scarlett' in her ear, the agent's mind grew hazy.
Lost in the throes of ecstasy, she momentarily forgot her real name, fully immersing herself in the role...