Disclaimer: I have no anything related to Matrix. It's young Trinity and indeed this is all past – my version of her past ;) This had happened before she was unplugged. I suppose agents are watching those who are about to know the truth, and so Brown had been looking after Trinity…
Ice-cream
The roads were, as always, overloaded with traffic jams, but Trinity didn't worry. She would have to visit only two short lectures today and it will be no less than in two hours, so it's good time to walk down the alley of multicolored gardens and benches. Having black handbag thrown over her shoulder, she didn't hurry and just walked by slow pace.
It was very warm sunny day and studying in the walls of University wasn't best decision. It's May, the best month for breathing a fresh air and having fun beneath the open sky. Trinity bought her favorite raspberry ice-cream and sat at the soft grass beside the road to take a closer look at the butterflies.
-Do you like butterflies? –hush melodic voice asked behind her back.
Trinity flinched and turned aback. This was rather unexpected so she was about to drop the ice-cream. She hasn't even heard the footsteps! But she knew who it was.
-I like butterflies but it's wrong to come from behind and scare people, agent Brown, - she said trying to look offended, and chuckled, - how would you like it?..
She suddenly did what seemed to be dangerous… she gracefully turned on her hills throwing hand with the ice-cream towards slightly astonished Brown and smeared his nose! Oh, she could swear she saw him blinking confusedly if he hadn't sunglasses. But somehow she was sure he has big bright eyes like anime character.
-What's it for?.. – murmured he.
-Oh, excuse me, - Trinity smiled with great joy, - now we are equal, agent Brown.
She was about to wipe ice-cream from the nose, but he hasn't napkin and looked tarred.
-Let's sit down, go to the bench, - still shining with fun said Trinity and tagged Brown to the bench. He didn't protest.
-Do you have a napkin?
-No, - Trinity shook her head realizing she actually has neither napkin nor handkerchief, - but I know what to do! Just close your eyes.
He wanted to resist but something inside his programmed soul stopped him and he did what she demanded – he closed his eyes. He can't understand what the joke or surprise was it until he felt the hands of this little witch at his shoulders and her lips on his nose. Arrgh, nasty girl! What was it for, for God's sake? Was it so impossible to just get a napkin?! He was going to shout it in her face, but his tongue refused. Trinity's mood was so great, so playful… He couldn't and didn't want to spoil it with formalities.
She's caught herself on the fact that she was licking his nose too long. There was no ice-cream any more, but then it hit her – his nose, even without ice-cream, deserved to be licked again and again very much. So fine, delicate nose! Finally Trinity has found the strength to tear herself off agent's nose and looked at him attentively.
-That's all, - she exclaimed radiating happiness around, - don't scare me any more.
But her hands have still been laying on his shoulders…