Disclaimer: Not mine, (but I wish Keanu Reeves was). Io however is mine-
all mine! (Evil laughs here) Sooooo.Io, Io, it's off to work we go! (Tee
hee hee)(Well actually she's my character-orpheus)(orpheus, dear, you lie!)
Rating: PG-13
Category: Humour
Summary: Neo has a dark, dark secret,
Trinity turns Barbie.
She picked up the bottle; she paused, and wondered what exactly this entailed. No, it was too late to go back now.
Neo and Morpheous were sitting in the Mess Hall. Neo's hand brushed Morpheous's leg, Morpheous frowned-it was the third time in five minutes, what was wrong with him? Morpheous thought it was probably to do with his last time in the Matrix when he entered Agent Smith. "Neo, find Trinity, we're going to pull Io out today. It's time for her wake-up call."
Neo advanced on Trinity's door. He knocked and waited for an answer. He was just about to let himself in when a naked Trinity emerged with a towel wrapped around her head. Neo blushed and looked away. "What do you want?" she demanded. "I err.I.err." "Spit it out you stupid git." "Morpheous said to tell you to get ready because we're going to unplug Io today." Tears were brimming in Neo's eyes. Neo pushed his way past Trinity and into the room and said, "Ooh that does smell nice, what is it?" "None of your business, you little creep! Get out!" "But what are you doing Trinity?" "Girl stuff, now piss off!" Neo flounced out of the room and before Trinity slammed the door in his face he called out, "There's no need to be so mean, you know!"
Morpheous started coming down the corridor. The racket could be heard all over the ship, "Oy! Trinity! How dare you slam doors on my ship?!" Trinity opened the door a crack and stuck her tongue out at Neo and Morpheous. "Trinity clean your room, it looks like a bomb dropped in there! And for God's sake Neo, stop leaving your nail-file in the Mess Hall!" "For God's sake Morpheous! I am NOT your slave!" Trinity shouted in such a shrill voice that Morpheous and Neo had to cover their ears for fear of being deafened. "Ugh." "I know how you feel Morpheous; she's been sooooooooo mean to me recently." "Has she?" Neo nodded. "Alright, and Trinity, stop being mean to your little-" Morpheous paused, "to Neo!"
Half an hour later of banging and crashing, Trinity emerged from her room. "Err.Trinity." Morpheous began. "Why the err.the err..." Morpheous paused again, searching for the right word, "why the err.blanket-thingy.?" "It's a towel." Neo snapped. "And a very nice one at that too. I just love the flowers!" Morpheous gave Neo 'The Look'. "Pouff." He muttered under his breath. Trinity ignored Morpheous, "Thank you Neo, I embroidered them myself." "Ooh, Trinity, could you do that on-" "Ooookay. Let's get this show on the road." Tank swivelled round and broke in-frankly afraid of where this conversation may lead. Morpheous plugged Neo and Trinity in. Trinity had refused to part with her towel, and Morpheous eyed it warily, wondering what terror lurked beneath its depths.
An eye blink-
They were in.
A/N: this is co-written by moi (obviously), orpheus et Suerte. I thought up the idea on the way to Essex for a Geography field-trip, and the others have helped develop the idea Sooooo much. This is probably more for the benefit of me and my mates, but if you like it review it, if not review anyway. Like I always say any criticism is good criticism, (but not if you're mean!)
Rating: PG-13
Category: Humour
Summary: Neo has a dark, dark secret,
Trinity turns Barbie.
She picked up the bottle; she paused, and wondered what exactly this entailed. No, it was too late to go back now.
Neo and Morpheous were sitting in the Mess Hall. Neo's hand brushed Morpheous's leg, Morpheous frowned-it was the third time in five minutes, what was wrong with him? Morpheous thought it was probably to do with his last time in the Matrix when he entered Agent Smith. "Neo, find Trinity, we're going to pull Io out today. It's time for her wake-up call."
Neo advanced on Trinity's door. He knocked and waited for an answer. He was just about to let himself in when a naked Trinity emerged with a towel wrapped around her head. Neo blushed and looked away. "What do you want?" she demanded. "I err.I.err." "Spit it out you stupid git." "Morpheous said to tell you to get ready because we're going to unplug Io today." Tears were brimming in Neo's eyes. Neo pushed his way past Trinity and into the room and said, "Ooh that does smell nice, what is it?" "None of your business, you little creep! Get out!" "But what are you doing Trinity?" "Girl stuff, now piss off!" Neo flounced out of the room and before Trinity slammed the door in his face he called out, "There's no need to be so mean, you know!"
Morpheous started coming down the corridor. The racket could be heard all over the ship, "Oy! Trinity! How dare you slam doors on my ship?!" Trinity opened the door a crack and stuck her tongue out at Neo and Morpheous. "Trinity clean your room, it looks like a bomb dropped in there! And for God's sake Neo, stop leaving your nail-file in the Mess Hall!" "For God's sake Morpheous! I am NOT your slave!" Trinity shouted in such a shrill voice that Morpheous and Neo had to cover their ears for fear of being deafened. "Ugh." "I know how you feel Morpheous; she's been sooooooooo mean to me recently." "Has she?" Neo nodded. "Alright, and Trinity, stop being mean to your little-" Morpheous paused, "to Neo!"
Half an hour later of banging and crashing, Trinity emerged from her room. "Err.Trinity." Morpheous began. "Why the err.the err..." Morpheous paused again, searching for the right word, "why the err.blanket-thingy.?" "It's a towel." Neo snapped. "And a very nice one at that too. I just love the flowers!" Morpheous gave Neo 'The Look'. "Pouff." He muttered under his breath. Trinity ignored Morpheous, "Thank you Neo, I embroidered them myself." "Ooh, Trinity, could you do that on-" "Ooookay. Let's get this show on the road." Tank swivelled round and broke in-frankly afraid of where this conversation may lead. Morpheous plugged Neo and Trinity in. Trinity had refused to part with her towel, and Morpheous eyed it warily, wondering what terror lurked beneath its depths.
An eye blink-
They were in.
A/N: this is co-written by moi (obviously), orpheus et Suerte. I thought up the idea on the way to Essex for a Geography field-trip, and the others have helped develop the idea Sooooo much. This is probably more for the benefit of me and my mates, but if you like it review it, if not review anyway. Like I always say any criticism is good criticism, (but not if you're mean!)
