While Armand the Merovingian was busy annoying his therapist (a board
certified psychiatrist specializing in "interesting" crime lords) his two
favorite bad-ass pimp-daddy albino assassins/chauffeurs were back at the
Château playing their favorite movie game, "Mystery Science Theater 3000"
with Persephone, Vlad, Cujo, Miro (the Vamp-in-white, Persephone's
handmaiden/confidant). Twin One was about to deride the Men in Black ("You
might make that look good, but *I'd* make that look bloody *great*!") when
his cell phone went off.
"'P-I-M-P' by 50 Cent... that's me, hold on. Excuse me Milady..." The others rolled their eyes as One phased to another room. "Hello? Oh, hello Master... What? Oh... okay... we'll be there in a sec. Yes, yes, 'you are the ruler of everything,' Master... right... Good-bye."
One phased back to the TV room and nudged his twin. "What is it? Does the Master want us?" asked Two with a disappointed look; he always did enjoy mocking the MIBs. "Yes, apparently he thinks that it would do him some good with his therapy if his doctor meets with us." Persephone looked up, slightly affronted. "What about me?! I'm the one who suggested therapy in the first place! Did my husband mention me at all?" One looked very uncomfortable as he spoke: "Er, Milady, no, he didn't... Perhaps they have not discussed you yet...." Persephone looked put out by that statement. "Hmph! Well, it doesn't matter, not yet, anyway. Are you going there now?" "Yes, Milady," said Two, getting out his skeleton key (the key to the backdoor halls). "Good, I am going with you!" Miro, One, and Two looked a bit shocked. "What?! B-but the Master did not ask for you!," said Miro, "And besides, I don't think that doctor is a couples therapist!"
Persephone smiled indulgently at her handmaiden. "Do not worry about me. Besides, in the presence of an outside witness, perhaps we may get some progress done with our little troubles." Miro was not as confident as her mistress, but gathered up their things anyway.
Cujo and Vlad were both upset. "So you're all just going to leave us here, right in the middle of the movie?" whined Vlad. One groaned. "In case you weren't listening, the *Master* has just summoned us. Deal with it, unless you want to go *You-Know-Where* again." All the goons present shuddered at the memory of "You-Know-Where," a ghastly torture chamber inspired by the "Neither-Neither World" from a "Beetlejuice" cartoon. The mere memory of the horrid baby blue and pink uniforms they were forced to wear was enough to make them think twice about disobeying any of their Masters' orders. Persephone grinned; "You-Know-Where" was one of her husband's rare, very amusing ideas, particularly when the Merovingian himself had gotten "accidentally" locked in by Persephone after a night of "swapping cake recopies." "Er, all right, we'll just finish the movie when you guys get back," said Cujo sheepishly.
"So, shall we be off?" said Persephone brightly, but with an edge in her voice. There was slight pause from her minions. "Yes, Milady," chorused three voices, two of them indistinguishable.
Next: Session, Interrupted...
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Author's Notes: About Miro, the Vamp-in-white: actual gender unknown, the Vamp-in-white is the short, Asian goon who's the last to get "killed" by Neo in the Châteaux fight. For some reason I like casting her as Persephone's personal bodyguard/handmaiden/confidant. Since she's a minor character and probably not going to be in Revolutions, she is whatever I say she is; if she wasn't, then why would I say she is (in the paper, the news... ok I'll stop).
"The Neither-Neither World" is from "Beetlejuice." It's kind of the anti- Hades; instead of black fire, noxious brimstone, and prancing devils with pitchforks you get pretty pink clouds and happy widdle fluffy bunny- wunnies. Scary, ain't it??
"Mystery Science Theater 3000" is... What?! You're a humor fanfic reader and you don't know what MST3K is?! Just kidding! OW! I said I was kidding! Ouch... anyway, MST3K is a show about a guy and 2 robots who are stuck on a satellite and forced to watch really bad sci-fi movies. To alleviate their torture, the 3 make snide and really, really hilarious comments throughout the movie. Too freakin' funny, but like "The Sifl and Ollie Show" (ROCK!) it went away to that great cable channel in the sky...
All credit for the Twins being "Bad-ass, pimp-daddy assassins" and the best version of "You-Know-Where" goes to Eyana and her most excellent fanfic, "Patience."
"'P-I-M-P' by 50 Cent... that's me, hold on. Excuse me Milady..." The others rolled their eyes as One phased to another room. "Hello? Oh, hello Master... What? Oh... okay... we'll be there in a sec. Yes, yes, 'you are the ruler of everything,' Master... right... Good-bye."
One phased back to the TV room and nudged his twin. "What is it? Does the Master want us?" asked Two with a disappointed look; he always did enjoy mocking the MIBs. "Yes, apparently he thinks that it would do him some good with his therapy if his doctor meets with us." Persephone looked up, slightly affronted. "What about me?! I'm the one who suggested therapy in the first place! Did my husband mention me at all?" One looked very uncomfortable as he spoke: "Er, Milady, no, he didn't... Perhaps they have not discussed you yet...." Persephone looked put out by that statement. "Hmph! Well, it doesn't matter, not yet, anyway. Are you going there now?" "Yes, Milady," said Two, getting out his skeleton key (the key to the backdoor halls). "Good, I am going with you!" Miro, One, and Two looked a bit shocked. "What?! B-but the Master did not ask for you!," said Miro, "And besides, I don't think that doctor is a couples therapist!"
Persephone smiled indulgently at her handmaiden. "Do not worry about me. Besides, in the presence of an outside witness, perhaps we may get some progress done with our little troubles." Miro was not as confident as her mistress, but gathered up their things anyway.
Cujo and Vlad were both upset. "So you're all just going to leave us here, right in the middle of the movie?" whined Vlad. One groaned. "In case you weren't listening, the *Master* has just summoned us. Deal with it, unless you want to go *You-Know-Where* again." All the goons present shuddered at the memory of "You-Know-Where," a ghastly torture chamber inspired by the "Neither-Neither World" from a "Beetlejuice" cartoon. The mere memory of the horrid baby blue and pink uniforms they were forced to wear was enough to make them think twice about disobeying any of their Masters' orders. Persephone grinned; "You-Know-Where" was one of her husband's rare, very amusing ideas, particularly when the Merovingian himself had gotten "accidentally" locked in by Persephone after a night of "swapping cake recopies." "Er, all right, we'll just finish the movie when you guys get back," said Cujo sheepishly.
"So, shall we be off?" said Persephone brightly, but with an edge in her voice. There was slight pause from her minions. "Yes, Milady," chorused three voices, two of them indistinguishable.
Next: Session, Interrupted...
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Author's Notes: About Miro, the Vamp-in-white: actual gender unknown, the Vamp-in-white is the short, Asian goon who's the last to get "killed" by Neo in the Châteaux fight. For some reason I like casting her as Persephone's personal bodyguard/handmaiden/confidant. Since she's a minor character and probably not going to be in Revolutions, she is whatever I say she is; if she wasn't, then why would I say she is (in the paper, the news... ok I'll stop).
"The Neither-Neither World" is from "Beetlejuice." It's kind of the anti- Hades; instead of black fire, noxious brimstone, and prancing devils with pitchforks you get pretty pink clouds and happy widdle fluffy bunny- wunnies. Scary, ain't it??
"Mystery Science Theater 3000" is... What?! You're a humor fanfic reader and you don't know what MST3K is?! Just kidding! OW! I said I was kidding! Ouch... anyway, MST3K is a show about a guy and 2 robots who are stuck on a satellite and forced to watch really bad sci-fi movies. To alleviate their torture, the 3 make snide and really, really hilarious comments throughout the movie. Too freakin' funny, but like "The Sifl and Ollie Show" (ROCK!) it went away to that great cable channel in the sky...
All credit for the Twins being "Bad-ass, pimp-daddy assassins" and the best version of "You-Know-Where" goes to Eyana and her most excellent fanfic, "Patience."