(This is a Carmen Sandiego reader insert)
When Y/N, a skilled 18 year old who was gifted with the power of code, gets put on a VILE mission involving Carmen Sandiego and her gang, things unravel in quite an interesting pattern.
As she battles with a...
Well, not really. We're preparing for my first caper. More like preparing Zack, actually.
Carmen explained how she steals artworks to prevent VILE from getting it, she also explained our job now.
Currently in my hands, was the painting 'The Woman In Blue Reading A Letter'
This was gonna be our key inside Countess's formal auction in her mansion in Amsterdam.
Me, Carm, and Ivy were to nab all of the painting while Zack plays as our mole.
Me and Ivy were in one of the rooms, her currently trying out Carmen's disguise for The Duchess.
"So, Y/N. If you were part of VILE, what was your code name?" She inqiures, flaunting in the mirror with her newly-found blond hair.
"Agent V." I looked up from my magazine, answering her.
"Cool! So can i call you V? No offense, but Y/N is a little too long for my taste."
We heard Carmen call us from the main room, so I just nodded.
"Okay, people. This masterpiece, 'Woman In Blue Reading A Letter' is our only chance at stealing the other 33 paintings. And since Countess would never let me near her paintings, when the courier comes over to pick it up, it'll be The Duchess at the door." The woman crossed her arms.
I was about to compliment that plan when a knock on the door beats me to it.
"Room service is wicked fast here!" Zack, flinging his feet of the table.
"We're wicked screwed." I muttered to myelf as Carmen hid behind the counter, Ivy in the cupboard, Player turning off the call.
With nowhere else to hide I resorted to the chandelier. I flipped from the counter, taking hold of the hopefully inexpensive light fixture.
Excusing my hopeful pleads of it not being the courier, an all too familiar voice came within earshot.
"Youre...Not a duchess..."
Hesitating for a moment, he walked in with his very annoying voice.
"There she is...The Woman In Blah..."
Okay...not to be rude but...the amount of cringe I endued hearing this is absolutely inevitable.
The meeting didn't last long, which I was deliberately thankful for. Nothing much happened. Just him saying this and that, a few death threats, and an invitation to a bougie, five-course dinner for a dude who ordered a grilled-cheese.
Now our rather ridiculously limited-time-windowed job now was, to transform a red headed dood from Boston, into a well-mannered Duke.
Please note that even his twin sister thinks he has hole in his brain.
*Sigh* So here's the plan:
Carmen and Ivy and I were to nab 33 paintings before desert was served.
Great.
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A lot of parking of cars in Aardvark yards, forks and practicing later, the grand show was finally about to begin.
(You're clothes, you know the drill)
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