Note: Looky here peeps, I'm a busy chick, alright? I'm slow too, so just deal with long amount of time between updates. Talk to the Connection fans, they know of what I speak. *uncomfortable pause* Enjoy the fic!
Chapter Three--THE PARTY
The party was jazzy, up beat, everyone was lost in a swoon of liquor and jazz...
"Ewww...It smells like urine in here!" Neo suddenly burst out.
"Urine?" Smith asked, curious.
"Oh...wait...machines don't use the bathroom." Neo sweatdropped.
A young, teenaged girl dressed in a black dress suddenly came up to them. "Excuse me, but are you with the party for the Insitution of Insane Teens?"
"Yeah, that's us!" Neo piped up happily.
"Well, follow me! The location got mixed up on the invitations! Instead of room 102 is was room 202." she laughed, "Yeah...haha."
"I don't think it was quite that funny." Smith said snobbishly.
"No, Johnny, its one of those things humans look back on and laughs about. Am I right?" Neo turned to the girl. She nodded quickly.
"You LAUGH about making mistakes?" Smith asked, nonbelievingly.
"Look, its not a rerun of Full House--we laugh, that's all there is to it!" the girl suddenly cried, fangs baring.
"Um...okay. Whatever you say." Smith said. He suddenly turned to his arm where Neo clutched it uncomfortably. "And what's your problem?"
"She's scary..."
***
The new party room was filled with crisp dressed teens, but it wasn't to the part where they looked like complete prissys. Many of the teens were carring huge stacks of papers, arguing with each other. As Neo and Smith walked around, they saw other people who undoubtedly stood out. One pair of these people, Neo ran over to meet. In fear of being attacked by the teens, Smith followed him.
Neo was chatting with a green alien and bespectacled boy. "Oh gosh! I can't believe it! Its Zim and Dib from that one show on Nick...um..."
Zim looked annoyed, "I'm Zim, I invade! I am..."
"Zim Who Invades Things?" Neo said stupidly, "That doesn't sound like the orginal name."
"He's clearly Invader Zim. I haven't even heard of the show and I know." Smith responded.
Zim smiled at him. "And you are...?"
"Smith. Agent Smith."
"That just doesn't have the chic I thought it would have..." Neo added.
"Since when am I chic? What the hell is chic anyway? WHY ARE WE EVEN TALKING ABOUT CHIC!" Smith argued.
"Their clearly together, love." Dib piped up. Zim nodded in agreement.
"TOGETHER? US?" Smith said, turning to Neo, "Can you believe what their implying?"
But Neo was staring at the snack table. "Mmm...bisquits..." he moaned.
"Did you know that bisquit is french for cookie?" Dib said. Zim suddenly grabbed his arm, pulling him close.
"You drive me crazy when you pull out second languages like that..." Zim purred, pulling Dib with him to the exit.
Smith blinked then rubbed his temples, "Okay...I'm in a party with complete idiots..."
Neo had a look of disbelief on his face, "Was that an alien?"
Smith turned to face Neo, "Look, lets just go. Its clear that this doesn't make any sense for us to be here and I think its just a plot attempt from the author who doesn't have many good ideas..."
(I have good ideas! Here's one now!)
Neo suddenly shrieked in suprise. "Oh my god! She's right!"
"What the fuck is wrong now?" Smith asked.
"Lookie! Lookie! My little thing thats in the back of my head is gone!" Neo cried, "That can only mean one thing...."
Pause for dramatic effect...
"Forget the pause, just tell me what it means!" demanded Smith.
"It means that I'm...that we're still in the Matrix." Neo noted.
"But, aren't we like dead, computer zombies come back to life in a land of the unknown called Beyond?" Smith paused, "I just noticed how much this doesn't make sense..."
"That also means all these people are stuck in the Matrix too...but how do we get out? We don't know anyone on the other line..." Neo mumbled on.
"Hey, your boyfriend's having a nervous breakdown!" someone cried from somewhere in the crowded room.
"WHAT? Who said that? He's not my boyfriend!" Smith cried. Suddenly Neo tugged his shoulder. Smith looked back at him for a second, "What do you want--" but he suddenly stopped when he saw the sad, confused look in his eyes.
"I wanna go home." Neo demanded.
Agent Smith didn't know what pushed him that night to be nice to his worst enemy, but he was, and deep down, something warmed. In his heart, you pervs! "Okay, let's go."
As they left the room, Zim and Dib were still making out, with Dib in between kisses mumbling "bonjour".
***
End of Chapter Three
***
Chapter Three--THE PARTY
The party was jazzy, up beat, everyone was lost in a swoon of liquor and jazz...
"Ewww...It smells like urine in here!" Neo suddenly burst out.
"Urine?" Smith asked, curious.
"Oh...wait...machines don't use the bathroom." Neo sweatdropped.
A young, teenaged girl dressed in a black dress suddenly came up to them. "Excuse me, but are you with the party for the Insitution of Insane Teens?"
"Yeah, that's us!" Neo piped up happily.
"Well, follow me! The location got mixed up on the invitations! Instead of room 102 is was room 202." she laughed, "Yeah...haha."
"I don't think it was quite that funny." Smith said snobbishly.
"No, Johnny, its one of those things humans look back on and laughs about. Am I right?" Neo turned to the girl. She nodded quickly.
"You LAUGH about making mistakes?" Smith asked, nonbelievingly.
"Look, its not a rerun of Full House--we laugh, that's all there is to it!" the girl suddenly cried, fangs baring.
"Um...okay. Whatever you say." Smith said. He suddenly turned to his arm where Neo clutched it uncomfortably. "And what's your problem?"
"She's scary..."
***
The new party room was filled with crisp dressed teens, but it wasn't to the part where they looked like complete prissys. Many of the teens were carring huge stacks of papers, arguing with each other. As Neo and Smith walked around, they saw other people who undoubtedly stood out. One pair of these people, Neo ran over to meet. In fear of being attacked by the teens, Smith followed him.
Neo was chatting with a green alien and bespectacled boy. "Oh gosh! I can't believe it! Its Zim and Dib from that one show on Nick...um..."
Zim looked annoyed, "I'm Zim, I invade! I am..."
"Zim Who Invades Things?" Neo said stupidly, "That doesn't sound like the orginal name."
"He's clearly Invader Zim. I haven't even heard of the show and I know." Smith responded.
Zim smiled at him. "And you are...?"
"Smith. Agent Smith."
"That just doesn't have the chic I thought it would have..." Neo added.
"Since when am I chic? What the hell is chic anyway? WHY ARE WE EVEN TALKING ABOUT CHIC!" Smith argued.
"Their clearly together, love." Dib piped up. Zim nodded in agreement.
"TOGETHER? US?" Smith said, turning to Neo, "Can you believe what their implying?"
But Neo was staring at the snack table. "Mmm...bisquits..." he moaned.
"Did you know that bisquit is french for cookie?" Dib said. Zim suddenly grabbed his arm, pulling him close.
"You drive me crazy when you pull out second languages like that..." Zim purred, pulling Dib with him to the exit.
Smith blinked then rubbed his temples, "Okay...I'm in a party with complete idiots..."
Neo had a look of disbelief on his face, "Was that an alien?"
Smith turned to face Neo, "Look, lets just go. Its clear that this doesn't make any sense for us to be here and I think its just a plot attempt from the author who doesn't have many good ideas..."
(I have good ideas! Here's one now!)
Neo suddenly shrieked in suprise. "Oh my god! She's right!"
"What the fuck is wrong now?" Smith asked.
"Lookie! Lookie! My little thing thats in the back of my head is gone!" Neo cried, "That can only mean one thing...."
Pause for dramatic effect...
"Forget the pause, just tell me what it means!" demanded Smith.
"It means that I'm...that we're still in the Matrix." Neo noted.
"But, aren't we like dead, computer zombies come back to life in a land of the unknown called Beyond?" Smith paused, "I just noticed how much this doesn't make sense..."
"That also means all these people are stuck in the Matrix too...but how do we get out? We don't know anyone on the other line..." Neo mumbled on.
"Hey, your boyfriend's having a nervous breakdown!" someone cried from somewhere in the crowded room.
"WHAT? Who said that? He's not my boyfriend!" Smith cried. Suddenly Neo tugged his shoulder. Smith looked back at him for a second, "What do you want--" but he suddenly stopped when he saw the sad, confused look in his eyes.
"I wanna go home." Neo demanded.
Agent Smith didn't know what pushed him that night to be nice to his worst enemy, but he was, and deep down, something warmed. In his heart, you pervs! "Okay, let's go."
As they left the room, Zim and Dib were still making out, with Dib in between kisses mumbling "bonjour".
***
End of Chapter Three
***
