Rita sat on the bench, looking out onto the beach and the ocean. She was remembering the last time she had seen her best friend. Or at least he had been. Their last meeting had ended wth Wasp vowing he would gain vengeance. That wasn't the friendliest departure, she thought, and that's when a surprising force hit her from behind. In a flash, she was on her back, and a grey and black figure had pinned her down.
"We meet again, Rita," an eerie voice said.
Wasp was on her, and the only thing keeping him at a reasonable distance was the fact that Rita had her back paws holding his stomach up. She had let out a slight gasp of surprise at the impact, and now, she couldn't form any words.
"Wasp! Wha-Who-What are you doing here?!" she cried when she finally found her voice. The male was smiling evilly.
"I said we would meet again, and I said that I would get my revenge. Now's that time," he growled. Rita wished she could be in any other predicament. She was panicking and thinking of the worst case scenario.
"Rita, we've had a great past, and the last time we saw each other messed it all up. Let this count for something.
And their nuzzles met.
