After a stressful day of pushing a stack of paper that looked like Pike’s Peak, Super IADC Agent Diana Prince arrived at Wonder Woman’s office. Wonder Woman’s alter ego threw her purse on the sofa and collapsed next to it.
Thankfully it was my day off; I strolled out to the living room and saw my gorgeous friend remove her gaudy glasses. She put them in her purse as I stopped and sat next to her as I asked, “You look like hell.”
“Thanks for the compliment,” she paused and continued dryly, “Lieutenant.”
“You’re welcome,” I replied mischievously smiling, I gently grabbed her hand as I picked up her purse, “Let’s go out, my treat!”
“Ryan!” she protested as I pulled her up and dragged the reluctant agent to the door, “Ryan! Ryan!”
I took her to the Gotham AMC 48 movie theater on the Gotham River. If you’re ever in Gotham, do yourself a favor and go to the AMC 48; tickets are only five bucks Monday through Thursday. I know I just admitted I’m a cheap date, but most of you already knew that. I took her to see Iron Man.
I still had to drag the reluctant alter ego of Wonder Woman into the theatre; I used my AMC reward card and was awarded a free bag of small popcorn. I quickly surrendered the lucky coupon to a smirking Diana; she shook her head as she took it from me.
I then offered my hand; she begrudgingly accepted and wrapped her soft arm around mine; I led her to the concession stand. Diana didn’t redeem the coupon, instead she ordered a Diet Coke-a superheroine has to keep her figure you know. In case you’re wondering what I ordered, which I doubt you do, I ordered a Cherry Coke.
The movie soon started and we were sitting there stunned at a steamy scene that popped up a few minutes into it. I slightly pulled my head back as my eyes widen at what I saw; Diana cleared her throat, “Ahem,” as she discreetly rubbed the side of her head with her hand.
“My, that looks familiar,” I mumbled lowly.
Diana's wondrous hearing picked up my words; she kept her eyes glued to the screen as leaned over and purred in my ear, “I bet it does.”
The movie ended and we sat through the credits to see the brief teaser; you won’t be disappointed if you do sit through the credits. “Wow,” a smiling Diana mumbled before I broke into singing a certain song from a certain cartoon, which will remain nameless, I don’t want to spoil the fun.
Diana rolled her eyes and moaned, “You and that silly song…”
A few hours later, after dinner, we arrived back at her office. I opened up the door, she smiled and thanked me. She walked in and sat down at the table in the kitchen; I quickly took my cue and pretended to have a microphone in my hand.
“Diana, are we supposed to believe all official reports, that Wonder Woman just appears where ever you’re at?” I asked as I neared, “As if it’s all some sort of accident that you two are always around each other but never seen together?”
Diana raised an eye brow, “What are you implying, Ryan?”
“Diana, are you Wonder Woman?” I asked as I put the invisible microphone near her luscious mouth.
“No self respecting superheroine would be caught dead wearing these,” she answered as she removed her hideous glasses. She paused and continued, “She also wouldn’t wear her hair like this.” Diana reached up and loosened her loose pony tail; her silky raven hair fell to her shoulders as she finished, “Nor would she go see a movie starring a comic hero from a rival comic book publisher.”
I nodded my head as she finished, but she wasn’t finished. She slowly leaned up and wrapped her soft arms around my neck, as she finished, “But to answer your question,” Diana’s voice turned rather sultry tone as she continued, “Yes…I am.”
We slowly kissed, the Amazon Princess moaned against my lips, “Thank you, Ryan, for a wonderful night.”
“Any time, princess,” I replied as we moved in for another slow deep kiss.
It’s good to be the sidekick!
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