Interrogating Rose



DAY SIX


Rose finds herself in the cornor of the interrogation room, looking up at the camera in the cornor. She gets a big smile on her face and walks over to a piece of paper. From the safety room, Smith, Johnson, Jones and the cameraman watch with mild interest at what the girl's doing. Finally she stops drawing and rips out the paper. It is a strange sketch of....

A hamster!?

Smith, Johnson, and Jones get big sweat drops. Rose looks at the camera and husg the piece of paper.

"Guess what time it is!!!" Rose says, then aims a remote control at a small stereo.


"It's Hamtaro Time!!!" the stereo bellows. Smith almost falls out of his seat as Rose skips around, singing.

"HAM-TA-RO! When we work together, it's much better! MY-BEST-FRIEND! We like sunflower seeds, KRUM KRUM KRUUUUUUM!!!"

Smith eyes Johnson. "Perhaps we should turn this into a mental institution?" he suggests.

"My Ham Ham, if she heads for trouble, we won't let her; Hamtaro, Little Hamsters, Big Adventures!" Rose continues to sing, hugging her picture of the hamster.

Then the cameraman looks up at Smith.

"Do you think we should sedate her?" he suggests. Smith sighs.

"I tried that... it doesn't work..."

" Laura's gone to school, let's got to our Ham-Ham clubhouse! We can fix their troubles, just be quiet as a mouse!" Rose continues to sing as Smith smashes his hand on the window.

"I would appreciate that very much, Miss Dincht!!" he snaps. Depending if Rose hears him or not, she keeps singing.

"Watch out for those cats, you know they're smarter than you think,But if we work together we can make their plans sink! WHOO!" Rose leaps on the table and does a spiffy dance routine.

" Hamtaro; Snoozer Howdy, Penelope, Panda, My Best Friend; Oxnard, Bijou, Cappy, Maxwell, My Ham-Ham; Dexter, Boss, Pashmina, Jingle, Hamtaro, Little Hamsters, Big Adventures!"

Smith has had enough. He storms over to the closet with a straight jacket given to him kindly by Miss Alocin. Before Johnson and Jones could stop him, the door to the interrogation room swings open as Smith charges in. Strangely enough, Rose doesn't notice.

" Hamtaro; Hamtaro's here to help you! Hamtaro; Hamtaro's team is for you! HAMTAR---- AHHHHHHHHH!"

Rose's song and dance is cut short as Smith charges into the room, kicks off hte ground and tackles Rose off the table and onto the floor. He then pins her down and flips her on her stomach.

"Ahhhhhh! Rape!" Rose screams.

"Shut up!" Smith snaps.

He grabs Rose and manages to sit her up on her butt while he struggles to get the straight jacket on her. She isn't going to well with the restraining order either, what with the bouncing and squirming and jigglying around, not to mention screaming and yelling her head off. In the end, the jacket is on and Smith has the poor girl in her seat. She eyes the jacket mysteriously.

"Are the sleeves meant to be that long?" she asks. A chill shoots up Smith's spin.

"Alright.... get the tape, the sedates, and the razors!" he says. Rose raises an eyebrow.

"What are the razors for?" she inquires. Smith glares at her.

"It's a torture technique. We're growing tired of your strange entertainment Miss Dincht." he growls. Rose looks at him.

"But I already HAVE a razor." Smith gives her an odd look.

"What?"

"Smith, I've kept a small razor under my tongue ever since I was a small toddler, and I haven't been able to kiss a guy with an open mouth because I'm afraid I might cut his lip. Is that sick?"

Smith looks at her, open-mouthed, refusing to believe the fact that he was forced to hear such idiotic verbal communication erupting from the girl's mouth. He also notices that Johnson and Jones refused to get the sedates, tape and razors. They left to get asprin. Smith growls, then notices how Rose hasn't died from hunger, seeing she hasn't eaten anything in days, and the water had been poured over ontop of her head from the previous day.

"How come you're never begging for food or water?" Smith questions, then notices the paper and the stereo. "And how did you get THOSE into a secured, locked room?"

"You really wanna know? It's easy! You know how those easily brainwashed children back in the late 90's had that fab for Pokemon?" Rose states.

Smith nods. "What about them?"

Rose smiles. "That's the thing. It WASN'T about them! It was about the anime! You see, the two joke-villians in the anime had this thing for reaching behind them and pulling out machines and paint and whatever weird stuff they needed, mainly because the dudes at Nintendo were on low funding for creative skills. So I figured, 'Hey, if anime refuses to make sense, than neither will I!'. So if I wanted to, I'd pull out a HUGE rocket launcher and blast myself otta here!" She explains. Smith is totally confused.

"So why haven't you?" he asks. 'Cause you'd be doing me a HUGE favor...

Rose gives him an even bigger, almost Jack Nicholson smile.

"Because I LOVE you!!"

Smith's shades fall off his nose and his jaws want to join them on the table. He picks them up and power walks out of the room. Rose blinks, and looks at the camera again. When the door shuts, another big smile appears on her face.

"This is the song that never ends......!"


So many of you are wondering about Rose's point in the Matrix?

The answer may be revealed in the next chapter...