A flashback to better times: The three agents versus Trinity and Co.
Jackson, Johnson, and Flippy weren't much of an upgrade from Brown and Jones. Sure, they were bigger and sure, they had cooler sunglasses – but other than that, they were pretty much the same. Flippy was just homosexual. Seriously, the mainframe was really mad about Smith abandoning them, so they made the new Smith equivalent gay. It was supposed to be a slap in the face, but Smith was too busy being vain to notice the diss. He was all admiring his selves while the new trio tromped around in the matrix chasing after all the bad people.
So it came to be that there was a freeway chase. Jackson and Johnson decided to take the cars with only two hosts because they didn't want Flippy bothering them anymore. He didn't match their outfits (too much velour), he didn't match their coolness (too much commentary), and his name didn't start with a J. Anyway, they were chasing Trinity and the Keymaker and Morphues and the Twins and such. Now, they weren't really supposed to bother about the Twins, but they hated people who worried about their clothes too much. Consequently, they hated the Twins.
It early in the fight that they realized that something drastic would have to be done. Trinity was evading their every move with their stupid Caddy, and the Twins were stealing all the good chase spots with their aggressive driving.
What would Brown and Jones have done in this situation? They asked themselves. Well, the answer seemed obvious enough. Poor Elizabethanne would be hospitalized after this one, they thought with a grin.
One second, there were two Cadillacs in front of them. The next second, there were two Playskool cars. You know, those plasticy van-looking things that you play in when you're a kid? They have little pedals to move the car along, and a sun-roof, and only two seats? Yeah. Those Playskool vans. Anyway, there were two of those out there.
Trinity changed gears instantly, her feet immediately slamming on the pedals to get them moving again. Morpheus sat to her right, his head and arm sticking uncomfortably out of the car… and worse, the Keymaker was now hanging onto the car by the sunroof. The Twins had it equally hard, but only because of the position they were standing in before the glitch.
Two was sitting at the steering wheel, cursing his fate. He would have to locomote this piece of filth in his white boots?! It was an abomination. One, even worse off, sat atop of Two, his already small frame contorted to fit through the sunroof. One knew he was stuck, and just tried to stay as comfortable as possible with his machine gun resting on the top of the plastic coupe.
Unfortunately for Jackson and Johnson, they didn't realize the immediate effects of their little switch. Traffic had decreased exponentially, and they were now going at about 2 miles an hour down the freeway. Cars flipped behind them, unable to slow down in time to meet the suddenly deadened traffic. Trinity was moving as fast as she could, but if things didn't change soon, they would all be dead in a matter of seconds.
"Oh, crap," Jackson muttered, and summoned up another glitch. Just in time, too…
Trinity's van was instantly covered in a layer of suction-arrows. Twin One looked at his automatic in disgust, and pulled out another arrow from the barrel.
Orange?!
He would have jumped out of the car and destroyed them himself, but he was hopelessly stuck in the sunroof.
"Hey, Jackson," Johnson suddenly said, his eyes alight with excitement, "Let's do that thing we practiced last Saturday!"
"The cool thing?"
"Yeah! The cool thing!"
"Okay!"
They pulled up next to Trinity's van as she watched them with trepidation. Johnson opened up the passenger door and climbed on top of the car. He smiled once before jumping.
"Here I cooome!"
And he landed on her van, but hadn't anticipated that it would be as light as it was. His face displayed his sudden shock, and the Keymaker watched in wonder as the agent teetered on top of their van in front of him. Nervously he slapped the agent's feet, and soon enough Johnson had toppled over and onto the ground. It was obviously too much for him, because once he fell off he walked to the other side of the highway in a state of dejection.
The twins had had enough. Twin One suddenly remembered that he could phase, and jumped out of the car with nimble dexterity. Dexterity? Maybe nimble nimbleness. Anyway.
"Come on, dopey," he called to Morpheus, "Let's go!"
"Dopey!?" Morpheus shouted, "Dopey!?"
"Morpheus, calm down," Trinity soothed, "Center yourself."
But it was too late, and within seconds Morpheus had pulled off his door and jumped out of the car, his head and arm still hopelessly stuck in the window. It was quite uncomfortable.
"Nobody calls me dopey, ho!"
The twin recoiled, deeply offended.
"Ho?" he asked, hands on his hips, "You are so asking for it."
He lunged at Morpheus, arms in a frenzy – and soon they were completely enveloped in a girly fight. The keymaker, after a few seconds observation, decided he had had enough and dropped off the top of the van to escape by himself. Trinity watched with amazement as he hobbled off down the empty freeway to freedom. She continued to evade the other twin in their tricked out playskool vans.
"Neo," she said with a sigh, "If you're out there… I could use some help."
He appeared a second later in front of them, a look of disbelief on his face.
"I leave for one second," he started, shaking his head, "And this is what happens."
"What?" Morpheus asked, forgetting his fight with One, "I thought we were doing good."
Neo rolled his eyes. "Come on."
Everyone watched silently as Trinity and Morpheus walked over to where Neo stood. Neo crossed his arms and rolled his eyes again.
"Byonk!"
And they all disappeared.
Flippy walked up to Jackson and motioned for him to roll down the window.
"I told you he was gay."
A/N – wow, that was really random. Sorry for completely and randomly changing generations on you… just that my family had a really funny conversation today about this, and I needed to get it out of my head before I forgot it. Flippy was my creation!