"Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm." Apoc hummed to himself as he worked. "La lala la
dee da." Cypher stuck his head around the corner.
"What are you doing?"
Apoc looked up. "I'm fixing the winch. Morpheus says we're bringing someone in soon, and it has to be working. We don't want a repeat of last time." He winced as he thought of how they almost lost the last person they unplugged.
Cypher frowned. "No, I mean what are you doing. You're singing something. What is it?"
Apoc laughed. "Just something from my Matrix days."
"Well, aren't you going to tell me what it is?"
"You probably wouldn't know it anyway," said Apoc, turning back to his work.
"I'll have you know I listened to quite a few tunes while I was plugged in." Cypher was visibly annoyed, but Apoc just shook his head. "C'mon, try me. I bet I know it."
"Okay," Apoc grinned. "You asked for it." He put down his tools and stood up. "I like big butts and I cannot lie," he sang, "you other brothas can't deny."
Cypher joined in. "When a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in your face, you get sprung!"
Apoc stopped and looked at Cypher, a quizzical expression on his face. "Once again, Apoc," grinned Cypher, "you have underestimated me." He picked up a wrench. "Now let's get this finished before King Morpheus comes back."
The two went to work, laughing and singing. "So, fellas!" "Yeah!"
"Fellas! "
"Yeah!"
"Has your girlfriend got the butt?"
"Hell yeah!"
"Tell 'em to shake it! Shake it, shake it, shake it! Shake that
healthy butt. Baby got back!" Soon, they had abandoned their repairs altogether and were dancing around the deck, waving their tools and shouting at the top of their lungs.
"My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hon!"
They were so loud that they didn't hear the footsteps approaching. Trinity stood at the entrance to the loading deck, arms crossed. Her expression was a mixture of amusement and distaste. She cleared her throat, trying to get their attention.
Nothing. She tried again.
Still nothing.
Finally, Apoc turned around, thrusting his pelvis and bending his knees as he danced the Butterfly. The sight of Trinity leaning against the wall trying to suppress her laughter caught him off guard. He fell over backwards, knocking into Cypher, who was busy doing the Cabbage Patch.
"Go Cypher, go Cypher, it's my birthday, it's my-oof! Damn, Apoc!" He looked up and saw Trinity standing over them, smirking.
"Oh, uh, hi, Trin," he stammered. "We were just, um." Cypher looked at Apoc.
"Yeah, we were, I mean, it was, I mean, uh.yeah." The two men were tripping over each other trying to stand up and explain their actions to the second-in-command.
Trinity interrupted. "I trust you two are almost finished with the repairs," she said coolly. Apoc and Cypher nodded, too embarrassed to do anything else. "Good. Morpheus wants everyone in the Core in five minutes. We're going in." She turned on her heel and walked off.
Cypher and Apoc looked at each other for a second, dumbfounded. Suddenly, they burst into gales of laughter. "We better get this finished," Apoc said. They quietly went back to work. After a few minutes, Cypher lifted his head.
"Apoc, do you hear that?"
"No. What?"
"Just listen." They stood silently for a moment before Apoc spoke.
"Is that.?" He shook his head. "No way. It can't be." They listened some more. A female voice came floating down the hallway.
"Stop! Collaborate and listen. Ice is back with a brand new invention."
"Damn!" Apoc strained to hear some more. "It is!" The two men glanced at each other again, and collapsed in a fit of laughter.
"What are you doing?"
Apoc looked up. "I'm fixing the winch. Morpheus says we're bringing someone in soon, and it has to be working. We don't want a repeat of last time." He winced as he thought of how they almost lost the last person they unplugged.
Cypher frowned. "No, I mean what are you doing. You're singing something. What is it?"
Apoc laughed. "Just something from my Matrix days."
"Well, aren't you going to tell me what it is?"
"You probably wouldn't know it anyway," said Apoc, turning back to his work.
"I'll have you know I listened to quite a few tunes while I was plugged in." Cypher was visibly annoyed, but Apoc just shook his head. "C'mon, try me. I bet I know it."
"Okay," Apoc grinned. "You asked for it." He put down his tools and stood up. "I like big butts and I cannot lie," he sang, "you other brothas can't deny."
Cypher joined in. "When a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in your face, you get sprung!"
Apoc stopped and looked at Cypher, a quizzical expression on his face. "Once again, Apoc," grinned Cypher, "you have underestimated me." He picked up a wrench. "Now let's get this finished before King Morpheus comes back."
The two went to work, laughing and singing. "So, fellas!" "Yeah!"
"Fellas! "
"Yeah!"
"Has your girlfriend got the butt?"
"Hell yeah!"
"Tell 'em to shake it! Shake it, shake it, shake it! Shake that
healthy butt. Baby got back!" Soon, they had abandoned their repairs altogether and were dancing around the deck, waving their tools and shouting at the top of their lungs.
"My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hon!"
They were so loud that they didn't hear the footsteps approaching. Trinity stood at the entrance to the loading deck, arms crossed. Her expression was a mixture of amusement and distaste. She cleared her throat, trying to get their attention.
Nothing. She tried again.
Still nothing.
Finally, Apoc turned around, thrusting his pelvis and bending his knees as he danced the Butterfly. The sight of Trinity leaning against the wall trying to suppress her laughter caught him off guard. He fell over backwards, knocking into Cypher, who was busy doing the Cabbage Patch.
"Go Cypher, go Cypher, it's my birthday, it's my-oof! Damn, Apoc!" He looked up and saw Trinity standing over them, smirking.
"Oh, uh, hi, Trin," he stammered. "We were just, um." Cypher looked at Apoc.
"Yeah, we were, I mean, it was, I mean, uh.yeah." The two men were tripping over each other trying to stand up and explain their actions to the second-in-command.
Trinity interrupted. "I trust you two are almost finished with the repairs," she said coolly. Apoc and Cypher nodded, too embarrassed to do anything else. "Good. Morpheus wants everyone in the Core in five minutes. We're going in." She turned on her heel and walked off.
Cypher and Apoc looked at each other for a second, dumbfounded. Suddenly, they burst into gales of laughter. "We better get this finished," Apoc said. They quietly went back to work. After a few minutes, Cypher lifted his head.
"Apoc, do you hear that?"
"No. What?"
"Just listen." They stood silently for a moment before Apoc spoke.
"Is that.?" He shook his head. "No way. It can't be." They listened some more. A female voice came floating down the hallway.
"Stop! Collaborate and listen. Ice is back with a brand new invention."
"Damn!" Apoc strained to hear some more. "It is!" The two men glanced at each other again, and collapsed in a fit of laughter.