Rage: Hello, you strange, starved, deprived little people you! I dunno how
this popped up, but it did! WATCH THE MATRIX RELOADED OR BE OVER-RIDDEN BY
RAVAGE COFFEEBEANS!
Reika: Ain't that supposed to be 'savage'? Not 'ravage'?
Rage: Hush, you.
Anyhoo. Enjoy! Or be hunted to the ground by my coffee mug army... Mwuhahahaha!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING IN HERE! I am myself. Reika-chan is Reika- chan. The coffee beans are coffee beans. The evil pumpkin-headed-Man is the evil-pumpkin-headed-Man. Nobody owns Kakashi. Kakashi owns Boku. Understand? No? Too bad for you. NOW READ!
Be warned. Extreme OOCness lurks behind every corner. Do not be surprised to see a drunken Neo dancing on a table top with a lamp shade on his head. This fic is the result of a whole day of caffeine, sugar, and Matrix, punctuated by Reika's constant bouncing about whilst screaming something about Twins... Beware. Several male characters will be severely and thoroughly glomped. I'm afraid there's nothing you can do about it. You'll just wind up encouraging her. Everything encourages her.
Reika: ^_^
This takes place during the events of Reloaded and times that I do not know of. So..... SPOILER ALERT!!!! The spoilers will range from little to humongous.
Plot? What plot? There's supposed to be a plot? Darn...
I cannot guarantee the safety of your sanity. Be forewarned. Mwahahahahaha....
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The day was sunny, hot, with a light, gentle breeze playing on the faces of those many people puttering about on their way to do whatever business they had to do in the midst of a summer inferno. Many did not notice, or decided not to take note of at all, the three strange people standing in the middle of the street, huddled around a steaming hot-dog stand overseen by a sweating, tortured-looking man in a ketchup-stained apron. What made them strange was that they wore long, shiny, black leather coats and heavy, hot- looking black leather clothes. One could pass out from heat-stroke just by looking at their garments and thinking of the current day's temperature, which was a sweltering 36 degrees Celsius.
Neo: Why are we here? *eats hot-dog*
Trinity: Don't talk with your mouth full!
Morpheus: She's right. We are here for a reason, you know.
Neo: I didn't say we didn't have a reason.... *eats another hot-dog*
Trinity: I said 'Don't talk with your mouth full!'!
Morpheus: Right. We are here to... uh.... to....
Neo: Free another poor soul?
Morpheus: Yes! Exactly! We are here to free another poor soul!
Trinity: But, you told me we came here for the hot-dogs...
Morpheus: *panicky* Look! Over there! That's a prime candidate for freeing, don't you think?
Neo: ............................................ It's a lamp post.....
Morpheus: I meant the person standing beside it!
Neo: Ooooooooooohhhhhh............... I knew that! ^_^
Trinity: -_-'
Strange Person Standing Beside Lamp Post: *sipping from an overly large mug in unnatural contentment* ^_^
Neo: *walks up to S.P.S.B.L.P* Hey there! *slaps S.P.S.B.L.P on the back. Hard*
Strange Person Standing Beside Lamp Post: *slapped* *spits out coffee and drops the overly large mug in surprise and shock* O_O
Neo: *in an extremely annoying T.V salesperson sort of way* Do you need saving today? ^_^
Trinity and Morpheus: -_-'
Strange Person Standing Beside Lamp Post: *stares at fallen mug and spilled coffee as eye twitches madly*
Neo: Red Pill or Blue Pill?
S.P.S.B.L.P: *raises head to stare at Neo* *trembles from head to foot* Y- you.... you....
Neo: This isn't a real wor... Hey! What are you staring at? *notices the trembling* Erm... you cold?
Everyone Within Hearing Distance: *fall over anime-style*
S.P.S.B.L.P: You.... spilled..... my.... COFFEE!!!
Neo: Huh? *looks down* Oh.... whoops!
S.P.S.B.L.P: *trembles madly* For this sin... YOU DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! *lunges at Neo*
Neo: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! *runs*
S.P.S.B.L.P: FEEL MY WRATH OF WRATH'S!!!!!!! *swings empty coffee mug and chases Neo towards the heart of the sweltering city*
Trinity: Oooooooooookaaaaaaayyyyy..... That was strange.
Morpheus: *eating a relish drowned hot-dog* ^_^
Trinity: Urgh... *blinks* Remind again... just why are we wearing black leather in this weather? And sunglasses in the middle of the night?
Morpheus: It makes us look cool.
Trinity: Ah...
MEANWHILE
Merovingian: Mwaha! The Key-Maker is mine! MIIIIIIIINE! Now... nobody can lock me out of the bathroom! Or in, for that matter. Especially after that time that I...
Persephone: I don't think we need to know that, you know.
Merovingian: It's not my fault! Someone put ExLax in my double-chocolate cake sundae...
Twin #1: *snickers*
Twin #2: *whistles innocently*
Merovingian: ...And you cannot just ignore something like that!
Persephone: You're a program! You're not affected by ExLax!
Merovingian: ....................................................... it was a well written ExLax.
Persephone: Riiiiiight..... anyhoo..... Do you think the Rebel thingamajigs will come after the Key-Maker?
Merovingian: Oh, don't worry. They'll come. Their Oracle will tell them. *gets a dark look* She said she'd send me cookies. She lies. I've never seen them around.
Twins: *hurredly stuff away large box of home-made chocolate chip cookies whilst looking as innocent as possible*
Henchmen: *quickly jam cookies into mouths, attempting to look as innocent as possible and failing utterly*
Merovingian: *sighs* Be on your guard. They'll be meeting with the scheming liar soon... *grumbles* *glares at Henchmen* And get me some more cookies! NOW!
Henchmen: YES SIR! *cast envious glares at the Twins, who had remained in their seats and were now enjoying their pilfered cookies*
Twins: ^_^
Persephone: *looks puzzled* What's that?
Everyone quiets. A faint sound of pounding footsteps and a shrill sort of squealing giggling could be heard in the far distance. Several moments of silence pass before the dubious peace is broken by several loud bangs, explosions, and the sound of rapid and heavy gunfire. This goes on for about three minutes before silence falls yet again.
Merovingian: Well... whatever it was, it's most likely gone now.
Henchmen: *crestfallen*
Henchman 1: *nervous* Um.... sir? Do you think it's.... safe.... to go out there? The guards don't usually just start blasting someone or something for no reason, you know.
Henchman 2: Yeah!
Henchman 3: Can't your cookies wait 'till later?
Henchwoman: *slowly munching on pilfered cookie*
Henchman 4: *brightens* We're supposed to be on our guard, right? We can't be on our guard if we're out for cookies! What if someone were to attack you, sir? Just two.... er.... people isn't enough for your protection!
Twin #1: *glares* You think we're not capable of defending the Merovingian?
Twin #2: *glares* You think we cannot fight off the Merovingian's assailant?
Twins: For that you die! *lunge*
Henchman 4: O_O AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! *runs for dear life*
Persephone: *blinks* *stares out the window* Erm... *blinks again*
Twin #2: You hesitated in calling us people!
Twin #1: You doubt our power!
Twins: DIE!!!
Henchman 4: O_O MOMMY!!! HALP! OW! AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! @_@
Persephone: Um... Mero, dear...
Merovingian: Don't call me that.
Persephone: Is THAT the One you've been ranting about earlier? *points to the street below*
Merovingian: *looks out the window* Hmm? O_O *spits out champaign* What the...?
Henchman 4: OW! OH, THE PAIN!!!! OOWWWCHIIIEEESSS!!! YYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIEEEEEEE!!!
Twins: Never insult us again!
Far, far, far, far, far, far, far, far, far below, running about in the streets, screaming at the top of his considerably and now obviously powerful lungs, was Neo, followed closely by the Strange Person Standing Beside Lamp Post, now known as Psychotically Angered Person, who was waving the overly large coffee mug, which had somehow sprouted spikes, nails, razors, and any multitude of sharp, pointy, dangerous objects, above his head.
Psychotically Angered Person: YOU SPILLED MY COFFEE!!!! MY COOOOFFFFFEEEEEEEE!!! NYAGH!
Neo: YIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! !!!!!!
Merovingian: He's come! Hah! And in under a half-hour! Pay up boy!
Henchman 2: Dammit. *hands over money*
Henchman 4: OW! OOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!! MERCY! MEEEERRRRRCYYYYYY!!!!!!
Twins: *chuckle evilly*
Persephone: I don't think he's gonna come up here... He looks busy.
Neo: *runs into building across the street. Literally runs into it* @_@ Ow.
Psychotically Angered Person: *waves lethal mug around* You spilled coffee! DIE! *lunges, mug extended*
Neo: YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!! *dashes into the building*
P.A.P: Get back here and suffer! SUFFER!!! MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *coughs madly* *resumes chasing*
Merovingian: Dammit! He's supposed to come HERE! *glares down at the street*
Henchman 4: I'M SORRY!!! IIIIII'M SOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRYYYYYYY!!!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW!!! OUCHIES!!!!!!!!
Twin #1: Apology accepted.
Twin #2: Never insult us again.
Henchman 4: You can stop now, you know... OOOOOOOOOOWWW!!!
Twins: Make us.
Henchman 4: AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! @_@
Twins: *chuckle evilly*
Merovingian: *glares*
Persephone: What do we do now?
Merovingian: Send him *jerks thumb at Henchman 4, who was currently absorbed in rolling on the floor in agony* to the hospital. Emergency ward. We'll be needing him. And get those two something else to torture... I CANNOT afford new henchmen every week!
Henchmen: *drag away 4, staying a good distance away from the Twins, who were licking their knives and grinning evilly*
Henchman 4: Medic.... X_X
Twins: *watch as Henchman 4 is dragged away* *return to seats*
Persephone: I'm hungry.
Merovingian: Me too. What about you two?
Twins: *look up from licking their fingers clean of a suspicious red liquid*
Merovingian: And then again, never mind.
Twin #1: Want some? *holds out red-splattered hand*
Twin #2: Very good.
Merovingian: Er.... *looks towards the door where the Henchmen disappeared through, and where 4's screams could still be heard* No... thanks....
Twins: ^_^
Persephone: Waiter!
MEANWHILE (yet again)
Trinity: I'm sure they came through here. *looks into garbage can*
Morpheus: That's what the people say. Just look for wreckage or something.... why are you looking in there?
Trinity: *looks up from plastic garbage bag* Well... that guy was pretty mad. I just supposed that I should search in these things just in case he caught Neo.
Morpheus: -_-' Oookay then! *looks around* Over there! *points at building, which has a very Neo-shaped hole beside the door* They went in here!
Trinity: Let's go! Neo's still got the combination to my underwear drawer!
Morpheus: O_o............. I'm not going to comment. Let's go! *dashes in through the hole*
Trinity: Dammit Neo... could've told me before you went and got yourself chased by a coffee mug-wielding quack... *follows* *fans self with newspaper* WHY are we wearing black leather?
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET
Guard 1: Catch her!
Guard 2: Quickly!
Guard 3: SHE BIT ME! MY GOD, SHE BIT ME!!!
Guard 4: She's in the vents! She's in the vents!
Guard 5: The Merovingian's gonna kill us!
Guard 6: @_@
Guard 7: She stole my duckie!
Guard 1: We have to catch her!
Voice from vents: *giggles madly*
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Bwaha! I did it!
No worries, yes? More to come.
Read and Review! I'll be eternally happy if you do! And I just may continue if I recieve at least one.
If you have any comments or so on improving this, go right ahead. Flames are dutifully ignored. And as I said. Spoilers. Later chapters will be chock full o' 'em. We do not like Trinity all that much. Expect major Persephone bashing later on. ^_^ Reika's doing. Not mine.
Reika: Ain't that supposed to be 'savage'? Not 'ravage'?
Rage: Hush, you.
Anyhoo. Enjoy! Or be hunted to the ground by my coffee mug army... Mwuhahahaha!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING IN HERE! I am myself. Reika-chan is Reika- chan. The coffee beans are coffee beans. The evil pumpkin-headed-Man is the evil-pumpkin-headed-Man. Nobody owns Kakashi. Kakashi owns Boku. Understand? No? Too bad for you. NOW READ!
Be warned. Extreme OOCness lurks behind every corner. Do not be surprised to see a drunken Neo dancing on a table top with a lamp shade on his head. This fic is the result of a whole day of caffeine, sugar, and Matrix, punctuated by Reika's constant bouncing about whilst screaming something about Twins... Beware. Several male characters will be severely and thoroughly glomped. I'm afraid there's nothing you can do about it. You'll just wind up encouraging her. Everything encourages her.
Reika: ^_^
This takes place during the events of Reloaded and times that I do not know of. So..... SPOILER ALERT!!!! The spoilers will range from little to humongous.
Plot? What plot? There's supposed to be a plot? Darn...
I cannot guarantee the safety of your sanity. Be forewarned. Mwahahahahaha....
~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~
The day was sunny, hot, with a light, gentle breeze playing on the faces of those many people puttering about on their way to do whatever business they had to do in the midst of a summer inferno. Many did not notice, or decided not to take note of at all, the three strange people standing in the middle of the street, huddled around a steaming hot-dog stand overseen by a sweating, tortured-looking man in a ketchup-stained apron. What made them strange was that they wore long, shiny, black leather coats and heavy, hot- looking black leather clothes. One could pass out from heat-stroke just by looking at their garments and thinking of the current day's temperature, which was a sweltering 36 degrees Celsius.
Neo: Why are we here? *eats hot-dog*
Trinity: Don't talk with your mouth full!
Morpheus: She's right. We are here for a reason, you know.
Neo: I didn't say we didn't have a reason.... *eats another hot-dog*
Trinity: I said 'Don't talk with your mouth full!'!
Morpheus: Right. We are here to... uh.... to....
Neo: Free another poor soul?
Morpheus: Yes! Exactly! We are here to free another poor soul!
Trinity: But, you told me we came here for the hot-dogs...
Morpheus: *panicky* Look! Over there! That's a prime candidate for freeing, don't you think?
Neo: ............................................ It's a lamp post.....
Morpheus: I meant the person standing beside it!
Neo: Ooooooooooohhhhhh............... I knew that! ^_^
Trinity: -_-'
Strange Person Standing Beside Lamp Post: *sipping from an overly large mug in unnatural contentment* ^_^
Neo: *walks up to S.P.S.B.L.P* Hey there! *slaps S.P.S.B.L.P on the back. Hard*
Strange Person Standing Beside Lamp Post: *slapped* *spits out coffee and drops the overly large mug in surprise and shock* O_O
Neo: *in an extremely annoying T.V salesperson sort of way* Do you need saving today? ^_^
Trinity and Morpheus: -_-'
Strange Person Standing Beside Lamp Post: *stares at fallen mug and spilled coffee as eye twitches madly*
Neo: Red Pill or Blue Pill?
S.P.S.B.L.P: *raises head to stare at Neo* *trembles from head to foot* Y- you.... you....
Neo: This isn't a real wor... Hey! What are you staring at? *notices the trembling* Erm... you cold?
Everyone Within Hearing Distance: *fall over anime-style*
S.P.S.B.L.P: You.... spilled..... my.... COFFEE!!!
Neo: Huh? *looks down* Oh.... whoops!
S.P.S.B.L.P: *trembles madly* For this sin... YOU DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!! *lunges at Neo*
Neo: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! *runs*
S.P.S.B.L.P: FEEL MY WRATH OF WRATH'S!!!!!!! *swings empty coffee mug and chases Neo towards the heart of the sweltering city*
Trinity: Oooooooooookaaaaaaayyyyy..... That was strange.
Morpheus: *eating a relish drowned hot-dog* ^_^
Trinity: Urgh... *blinks* Remind again... just why are we wearing black leather in this weather? And sunglasses in the middle of the night?
Morpheus: It makes us look cool.
Trinity: Ah...
MEANWHILE
Merovingian: Mwaha! The Key-Maker is mine! MIIIIIIIINE! Now... nobody can lock me out of the bathroom! Or in, for that matter. Especially after that time that I...
Persephone: I don't think we need to know that, you know.
Merovingian: It's not my fault! Someone put ExLax in my double-chocolate cake sundae...
Twin #1: *snickers*
Twin #2: *whistles innocently*
Merovingian: ...And you cannot just ignore something like that!
Persephone: You're a program! You're not affected by ExLax!
Merovingian: ....................................................... it was a well written ExLax.
Persephone: Riiiiiight..... anyhoo..... Do you think the Rebel thingamajigs will come after the Key-Maker?
Merovingian: Oh, don't worry. They'll come. Their Oracle will tell them. *gets a dark look* She said she'd send me cookies. She lies. I've never seen them around.
Twins: *hurredly stuff away large box of home-made chocolate chip cookies whilst looking as innocent as possible*
Henchmen: *quickly jam cookies into mouths, attempting to look as innocent as possible and failing utterly*
Merovingian: *sighs* Be on your guard. They'll be meeting with the scheming liar soon... *grumbles* *glares at Henchmen* And get me some more cookies! NOW!
Henchmen: YES SIR! *cast envious glares at the Twins, who had remained in their seats and were now enjoying their pilfered cookies*
Twins: ^_^
Persephone: *looks puzzled* What's that?
Everyone quiets. A faint sound of pounding footsteps and a shrill sort of squealing giggling could be heard in the far distance. Several moments of silence pass before the dubious peace is broken by several loud bangs, explosions, and the sound of rapid and heavy gunfire. This goes on for about three minutes before silence falls yet again.
Merovingian: Well... whatever it was, it's most likely gone now.
Henchmen: *crestfallen*
Henchman 1: *nervous* Um.... sir? Do you think it's.... safe.... to go out there? The guards don't usually just start blasting someone or something for no reason, you know.
Henchman 2: Yeah!
Henchman 3: Can't your cookies wait 'till later?
Henchwoman: *slowly munching on pilfered cookie*
Henchman 4: *brightens* We're supposed to be on our guard, right? We can't be on our guard if we're out for cookies! What if someone were to attack you, sir? Just two.... er.... people isn't enough for your protection!
Twin #1: *glares* You think we're not capable of defending the Merovingian?
Twin #2: *glares* You think we cannot fight off the Merovingian's assailant?
Twins: For that you die! *lunge*
Henchman 4: O_O AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! *runs for dear life*
Persephone: *blinks* *stares out the window* Erm... *blinks again*
Twin #2: You hesitated in calling us people!
Twin #1: You doubt our power!
Twins: DIE!!!
Henchman 4: O_O MOMMY!!! HALP! OW! AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! @_@
Persephone: Um... Mero, dear...
Merovingian: Don't call me that.
Persephone: Is THAT the One you've been ranting about earlier? *points to the street below*
Merovingian: *looks out the window* Hmm? O_O *spits out champaign* What the...?
Henchman 4: OW! OH, THE PAIN!!!! OOWWWCHIIIEEESSS!!! YYYYIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIEEEEEEE!!!
Twins: Never insult us again!
Far, far, far, far, far, far, far, far, far below, running about in the streets, screaming at the top of his considerably and now obviously powerful lungs, was Neo, followed closely by the Strange Person Standing Beside Lamp Post, now known as Psychotically Angered Person, who was waving the overly large coffee mug, which had somehow sprouted spikes, nails, razors, and any multitude of sharp, pointy, dangerous objects, above his head.
Psychotically Angered Person: YOU SPILLED MY COFFEE!!!! MY COOOOFFFFFEEEEEEEE!!! NYAGH!
Neo: YIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! !!!!!!
Merovingian: He's come! Hah! And in under a half-hour! Pay up boy!
Henchman 2: Dammit. *hands over money*
Henchman 4: OW! OOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!! MERCY! MEEEERRRRRCYYYYYY!!!!!!
Twins: *chuckle evilly*
Persephone: I don't think he's gonna come up here... He looks busy.
Neo: *runs into building across the street. Literally runs into it* @_@ Ow.
Psychotically Angered Person: *waves lethal mug around* You spilled coffee! DIE! *lunges, mug extended*
Neo: YYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!! *dashes into the building*
P.A.P: Get back here and suffer! SUFFER!!! MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *coughs madly* *resumes chasing*
Merovingian: Dammit! He's supposed to come HERE! *glares down at the street*
Henchman 4: I'M SORRY!!! IIIIII'M SOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRYYYYYYY!!!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW!!! OUCHIES!!!!!!!!
Twin #1: Apology accepted.
Twin #2: Never insult us again.
Henchman 4: You can stop now, you know... OOOOOOOOOOWWW!!!
Twins: Make us.
Henchman 4: AAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! @_@
Twins: *chuckle evilly*
Merovingian: *glares*
Persephone: What do we do now?
Merovingian: Send him *jerks thumb at Henchman 4, who was currently absorbed in rolling on the floor in agony* to the hospital. Emergency ward. We'll be needing him. And get those two something else to torture... I CANNOT afford new henchmen every week!
Henchmen: *drag away 4, staying a good distance away from the Twins, who were licking their knives and grinning evilly*
Henchman 4: Medic.... X_X
Twins: *watch as Henchman 4 is dragged away* *return to seats*
Persephone: I'm hungry.
Merovingian: Me too. What about you two?
Twins: *look up from licking their fingers clean of a suspicious red liquid*
Merovingian: And then again, never mind.
Twin #1: Want some? *holds out red-splattered hand*
Twin #2: Very good.
Merovingian: Er.... *looks towards the door where the Henchmen disappeared through, and where 4's screams could still be heard* No... thanks....
Twins: ^_^
Persephone: Waiter!
MEANWHILE (yet again)
Trinity: I'm sure they came through here. *looks into garbage can*
Morpheus: That's what the people say. Just look for wreckage or something.... why are you looking in there?
Trinity: *looks up from plastic garbage bag* Well... that guy was pretty mad. I just supposed that I should search in these things just in case he caught Neo.
Morpheus: -_-' Oookay then! *looks around* Over there! *points at building, which has a very Neo-shaped hole beside the door* They went in here!
Trinity: Let's go! Neo's still got the combination to my underwear drawer!
Morpheus: O_o............. I'm not going to comment. Let's go! *dashes in through the hole*
Trinity: Dammit Neo... could've told me before you went and got yourself chased by a coffee mug-wielding quack... *follows* *fans self with newspaper* WHY are we wearing black leather?
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET
Guard 1: Catch her!
Guard 2: Quickly!
Guard 3: SHE BIT ME! MY GOD, SHE BIT ME!!!
Guard 4: She's in the vents! She's in the vents!
Guard 5: The Merovingian's gonna kill us!
Guard 6: @_@
Guard 7: She stole my duckie!
Guard 1: We have to catch her!
Voice from vents: *giggles madly*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bwaha! I did it!
No worries, yes? More to come.
Read and Review! I'll be eternally happy if you do! And I just may continue if I recieve at least one.
If you have any comments or so on improving this, go right ahead. Flames are dutifully ignored. And as I said. Spoilers. Later chapters will be chock full o' 'em. We do not like Trinity all that much. Expect major Persephone bashing later on. ^_^ Reika's doing. Not mine.