Sly’s Day Off

Prompt: Secret Agent Man

It was supposed to be his day off. His day to relax. His day to have fun! But, instead, what was he doing? He was doing a favor for a friend. A favor that was most definitely not as fun as it was bizarre, and not as interesting as vegging out in front of the television watching an anime marathon.

Still, this was a favor for a friend. Sly’s best friend, to be exact. And, besides that, it wasn’t like refusing would’ve done much good. After all, there was never any real arguing with Nora. It just didn’t work, she’d look at you like you just told her the grass was pink. It didn’t matter how legit your argument was. It didn’t matter how stupid or bizarre her idea was. You always ended up doing what she asked you to do. Often without even realizing it until you were doing it!

Thus, enter Sly sitting in his office, on his day off. Not only was he sitting in his office on his day off, but he was staring at the monitors, watching a mouse’s eye-view of the city of New York. It wasn’t really a total loss, though, he supposed. As the camera sped along, sometimes he got a brief glimpse up a girl’s skirt. And…okay, sometimes he turned it back for a second, better look. But, who could blame him??

Well, apparently the women here weren’t all that stupid, and didn’t really think the remote control car was just some kid’s toy. They realized what it was driving around under their feet for, and more than one woman had chased the car. Thankfully, Sly’s toys all came suped-up. The cars could outrun most of the women.

Well, unless you counted that Amazon of a woman who kicked the car just a moment ago, and sent it hurtling through the air several feet. Thankfully, he was able to get it back on its wheels and keep it going. He thought perhaps he would stop looking up women’s skirts on purpose, though. Well, at least going back for second looks was out of the question.

Perhaps this wasn’t a total loss of a day off, after all. He got to be a pervert, and he did a favor for a friend. And, he got to do it while relaxing in a comfortable chair, even if it was his office chair. And from the safety of his office, away from the high heels and sharp nails of women who might have figured out otherwise who was driving that little car and decide to exact some form of terrible torturous revenge upon his innocent and sexist self.

Plus, this toy was awesome. It had amazing range. It was twelve blocks away! And do you know what that meant? That meant that Sly was a genius. Sure, Nora had come up with the blue prints and everything, but he’d been the one to actually build it.