To a Friend

Ardour swung over to her safehouse with her duffle bag on her back while holding Quentin by his collar, he might've been **** slightly, but that served him right for being so nosey. She landed and chucked him to the side. She stood in between him and the keypad and entered 1979. A green light appeared at the top, and the door buzzed as it unlocked. She grabbed Quentin's collar again and dragged him inside. She closed the door with her foot.

"Hey Sierra." She called out. She heard a sigh of relief and saw Sierra step into the hall in her suit, which she started taking off.

"So glad it's just you. Really thought they'd found me." She explained. She looked over at Quentin, "And, who's this?"

"You're safe here, I promise." Ardour explained, throwing him forward, "And this, is Quentin Beck, also known as Mysterio. He was too curious for his own good, and now I need to make sure he's somewhere where he can't talk to someone he shouldn't."

"I can take great care of him for you." She replied, putting on the voice people use when they talk to a pet, as she crouched down and patted his head. He slapped her hand away and went to stand up. She quickly stood up and pressed a foot onto his back, forcing him back to the ground with a grunt, "Naughty boy."

Ardour smiled at the interaction; she liked this sexy new villain she'd created. Clearly, Sierra was going to have some fun with him.

"Train him well enough, and I might just let you keep him." Ardour laughed.

"Really? Can I?" Sierra asked, sounding like an excited schoolgirl, which was only enhanced by the excited look in her eyes. It was fascinating to see the extent to which she'd changed this simple Broadway actress with just four little vials of serum.

"Sure, if you want that. " Ardour stated. Sierra squealed with excitement, "Just make sure he's fed and watered."

"Hey! I am not some dog to-argh!" Quentin objected, cutting off when Sierra bent over and smacked his ass.

"Naughty! No interrupting us when we're talking!" Sierra commanded sternly. He grunted, clearly annoyed, but realising there was no point in objecting while she was still standing on him. Sierra looked back up at Ardour, her expression changing instantly back to one of excitement, "Thank you so much! I promise I'll take great care of him."

"Glad to hear it." Ardour chuckled, "Everything else good here? Need anything?"

"Everything here's great, thank you for letting me stay. " Sierra stated, she then nodded down at Quentin, "If it's not too much to ask, I might need some extra canned food."

"No problem, I'll get you some." Ardour replied, smiling knowingly, "See you soon."

"Seeya." Sierra replied, before crouching down to talk to Quentin. Ardour turned to leave, grabbing the door handle, "Say goodbye to our guest."

"Goodbye." Quentin groaned.

"You might as well enjoy it, because she will." Ardour replied as she opened the door and stepped out, "Bye."