Phil Coulson, a level-ten agent of the Bear Shield Bureau, drove his beloved car, Lola. It had originally been nothing more than a classic vintage convertible, a two-seater model... But for a proper Decepticon "Autobot," the number of seats was hardly a problem!
And so?
The first time it appeared outside the courtyard of a certain weirdo who liked to pull leaves off trees, it had already become a four-seater convertible. It had just barely managed to take along the solemn young bald monk sitting with his hands clasped in the passenger seat, along with a burly man sprawled across the back seat, eating bananas while picking his feet in a thoroughly uncouth manner.
"..."
"Mr. Sun, please don't throw banana peels onto the road. Someone could step on one and get hurt."
Lola was speeding along a busy highway, and seeing a certain Mr. Sun eating bananas and tossing the peels out the window had finally gotten to Coulson. He glanced at the rearview mirror and carefully reminded the fellow who had neither a proper way of sitting nor a proper way of eating.
Sure, there weren't any pedestrians on this highway, and the banana peel he'd thrown out would probably be flattened on the asphalt by a car or truck in no time. But in Coulson's opinion, littering was still wrong.
"Oh~!"
"Old Sun knows..."
Nodding, Mr. Sun promptly tossed the peel of yet another banana he'd finished eating off the bridge as they drove across it.
Splash~!
"All right..."
Coulson opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't dare keep lecturing him. After all, once the other man had learned that throwing banana peels onto the road was wrong, he'd corrected his mistake by throwing one into the river instead. At least there were no pedestrians