Author's Notes: My friend and I are doing a 50 Theme challenge for Tron- I do odds, she does evens. I have no idea where she's posting hers, though.
It was his favorite weapon. Better than a cane, better than a gun, he always had it with him, and with it, he was a master of disarmament. It was hard to take someone seriously when their face was perpetually split by a grin. It caused people to underestimate him. Well, most people. Clu was a noticeable exception. "You're like a Cheshire Cat," He'd said disdainfully. "And I don't trust your smile."
Maybe that was the reason he switched sides. He made a living off of people's trust, he prided himself on his ability to gain it, keep it, and justify it. Suddenly, it seemed like that would be the thing to kill him. With Flynn on the run, and the ISO's destroyed, it was a new world, and there was only one man whose trust he needed.
Nonetheless, he never dropped the smile. It was his favorite shield. Better than a force field, better than an ID disc, he always had it with him, and with it, he was a master of deception. It was hard not to like someone when they maintained such a cheerful grin. It let people underestimate him.
Or so he hoped.