Title: Kindergarten
Author: trin_chardin
Summary: What if the characters of Reloaded went to kindergarten together?
Categories: AU/Humor
Author's Notes: Show & Tell wouldn't fit in one chapter, so here's part two. Idea credits are the same. ~_^ And thanks to those who reviewed! Hit more than a hundred reviews! Love you people! ^_^ And Xander, I don't mind you writing a story along similar lines. But, rather than a spin-off (i.e., you follow from where I leave off, or a semi-sequel), I think you should be creative and start from scratch. Simply crediting me for inspiring your work is fine. ~_^ ...Kitten Overdrive, you should check out Kitsune-chan's "Adopt a Smith" fanart. Will post it sometime soon. [Check out the Construct! http://www.constructfic.org/]
Disclaimer: I don't own the Matrix concept or anyone/anything in it. I have no claim whatsoever on the Kentucky Fried Chicken franchise, or William Gibson's Neuromancer. And I also do not own the Carl Douglas' song used here.
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Kindergarten
Chapter 10 - When Twin Terrors Attack
Two shoved the last of his crackers and cheese into his mouth, eagerly waiting for his teacher to return. She'd just stepped out for a moment to talk to the principal. Looking at the old goat with a goatee made him think of fried chicken. ...Hmmm. Maybe his mother would cook some for lunch.
After a few moments of watching the grown-ups yak away, he began to look around the room at his classmates. All seemed to be just as bored. None of them had been allowed out to the playground after yesterday's chaos. But, the mention of gym class right after show-and-tell sounded promising.
Now, if only the old goat would go away...
Catching his brother's attention, he wriggled a milk carton straw suggestively. His smirk was soon mirrored on his twin's face. Humming softly to himself, One started to crumple pieces of paper. But, just as he'd finished making their missiles, Teacher 'Racle came in and closed the door not too gently in the goat's face. Oh well, Two shrugged at his brother. Maybe another time.
"Well, Smith, are you ready now?"
Sharing a scowl with his grumbling brother, Two glared at the weird boy who sat in front of them. Smith, as he insisted on being called, was constantly talking to himself. One told him that the other boy was what they called a cuckoo head. Two didn't know what that meant, but it sounded bad.
In any case, the boy had stood from his place and started for the door. That was interesting... Before their teacher could protest, Smith opened it and dragged in someone from outside. A slightly flustered woman - apparently Smith's mother - was there, too. She just shrugged at Teacher 'Racle with a bemused look on her face. Without breaking his stride, Smith brought his companion up front. Suddenly releasing his tight grip on the other's arm, the person - a confused-looking boy - started to fall. And he would have if Smith hadn't grabbed him by the shoulders and held him to face the class.
"I've just made a breakthrough," he said in monotone.
Two could only stare in disbelief at the other boy.
"I've turned my brother into a mini-me! Now, he looks just like me!"
Smith placed his face next to that of the younger boy for comparison.
"Do you see it?" Smith cackled. "First, him! Tomorrow...the world!"
For a moment, stunned silence filled the room.
"...Can I have my cookie now, J - "
"Smith," the older boy hissed at his brother. "That's your name, too."
"Uh, okay...can I have my cookie?"
"Oh, go ask my maker," Smith huffed.
Pushing the little boy to the door, he straightened his jacket.
"There seem to be some flaws, but I've no doubt I can smoothen them out in future versions."
And with that last statement, the boy walked back to his desk.
"Mommy, can I have a cookie?"
"When we get home, Bane dear."
"Yeah! Coo-kie!"
After closing the door behind the mother and child, Teacher 'Racle stayed with her back to the class for some time. She seemed to be...shaking? Two frowned in confusion. However, his teacher soon turned back with a serene smile.
"So, who wants to be next?"
"Me!" Ghost waved his hand furiously in the air.
"What do you have for us?"
The Chinese boy came up front and held out a book.
"I just got this cool book," Ghost said proudly. "It's Gibson's Neuromancer for Kids!"
Puzzled, Two looked at his twin, who just shrugged.
"That's interesting, Ghost," their teacher commented.
"It's all about the Matrix and how it represents data and its pathways, too. And there's this virtual reality that..."
Two rolled his eyes and burrowed his head under his arms. He must have drifted off for a moment. The next thing he knew, One was nudging him not so gently with an elbow. With a sleepy glare, Two straightened in his seat to find Niobe on stage. The girl had placed her ship model on the small table. She enthusiastically listed the merits and drawbacks of said model, while Morpheus shuffled behind her to wait his turn.
"Think we can take them?"
One's eyes gleamed with unholy glee.
"'f course we can," Two said-yawned.
"Oh look! Locke's coming up next to Morpheus," his twin whispered, grinning widely. "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Two joined the chant under his breath.
"And see! If you press this button...WHAM! You can blast the enemies and knock their power off! Isn't that cool? And lookie here - "
"There's no such weapon that can knock off power," Locke cut in.
"There is, too!"
"There is not!"
"Well, how would -you- know?"
"My daddy's in the mili-ta-we! So there!"
Locke slapped on a dark beret.
"Well, if he was just some G.I. Joe he wouldn't know much," Morpheus scoffed.
"That's not true! Besides, he's in the Navy!"
"Same difference!" Morpheus said stubbornly.
"Boys, that's enough!"
Two rolled his eyes at his teacher's interjection. Just when things were getting exciting...
"I think it's about time we had our gym class."
"But, what about us?!" Shouted Two and his twin.
Teacher 'Racle had the exact same look she had when she sent them to separate corners.
All of a sudden, things didn't look too good.
"...Fine," she finally said with one of those fake, toothpaste ad smiles. "You can do your show-and-tell. -But-, you'll be doing it at the gym."
Without another word, she herded them out the door. One looked with unconcealed longing at the targets they were leaving behind, now safely tucked away in their owners' cubbies.
"We'll just have to improv," he told Two dourly.
As the gym doors closed behind the class, everyone sat on the mats, while Teacher 'Racle looked expectantly at Two and his brother.
"Well, boys?" She arched a wary eyebrow at them.
"Ready?"
"Ready."
Two could hear the music in the back of his mind.
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
He smirked at his brother as they took strips of white cloth and tied it about their heads. Their evil grins widened a notch as they heard the gasp that followed the revelation of what they had for show-and-tell. And brandishing matching switchblades, they ran pell-mell towards each other.
"Everybody was Kung Fu fighting, those kids were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning, make sure you have expert timing
Kung Fu fighting, had to be fast as lightning..."
Author: trin_chardin
Summary: What if the characters of Reloaded went to kindergarten together?
Categories: AU/Humor
Author's Notes: Show & Tell wouldn't fit in one chapter, so here's part two. Idea credits are the same. ~_^ And thanks to those who reviewed! Hit more than a hundred reviews! Love you people! ^_^ And Xander, I don't mind you writing a story along similar lines. But, rather than a spin-off (i.e., you follow from where I leave off, or a semi-sequel), I think you should be creative and start from scratch. Simply crediting me for inspiring your work is fine. ~_^ ...Kitten Overdrive, you should check out Kitsune-chan's "Adopt a Smith" fanart. Will post it sometime soon. [Check out the Construct! http://www.constructfic.org/]
Disclaimer: I don't own the Matrix concept or anyone/anything in it. I have no claim whatsoever on the Kentucky Fried Chicken franchise, or William Gibson's Neuromancer. And I also do not own the Carl Douglas' song used here.
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Kindergarten
Chapter 10 - When Twin Terrors Attack
Two shoved the last of his crackers and cheese into his mouth, eagerly waiting for his teacher to return. She'd just stepped out for a moment to talk to the principal. Looking at the old goat with a goatee made him think of fried chicken. ...Hmmm. Maybe his mother would cook some for lunch.
After a few moments of watching the grown-ups yak away, he began to look around the room at his classmates. All seemed to be just as bored. None of them had been allowed out to the playground after yesterday's chaos. But, the mention of gym class right after show-and-tell sounded promising.
Now, if only the old goat would go away...
Catching his brother's attention, he wriggled a milk carton straw suggestively. His smirk was soon mirrored on his twin's face. Humming softly to himself, One started to crumple pieces of paper. But, just as he'd finished making their missiles, Teacher 'Racle came in and closed the door not too gently in the goat's face. Oh well, Two shrugged at his brother. Maybe another time.
"Well, Smith, are you ready now?"
Sharing a scowl with his grumbling brother, Two glared at the weird boy who sat in front of them. Smith, as he insisted on being called, was constantly talking to himself. One told him that the other boy was what they called a cuckoo head. Two didn't know what that meant, but it sounded bad.
In any case, the boy had stood from his place and started for the door. That was interesting... Before their teacher could protest, Smith opened it and dragged in someone from outside. A slightly flustered woman - apparently Smith's mother - was there, too. She just shrugged at Teacher 'Racle with a bemused look on her face. Without breaking his stride, Smith brought his companion up front. Suddenly releasing his tight grip on the other's arm, the person - a confused-looking boy - started to fall. And he would have if Smith hadn't grabbed him by the shoulders and held him to face the class.
"I've just made a breakthrough," he said in monotone.
Two could only stare in disbelief at the other boy.
"I've turned my brother into a mini-me! Now, he looks just like me!"
Smith placed his face next to that of the younger boy for comparison.
"Do you see it?" Smith cackled. "First, him! Tomorrow...the world!"
For a moment, stunned silence filled the room.
"...Can I have my cookie now, J - "
"Smith," the older boy hissed at his brother. "That's your name, too."
"Uh, okay...can I have my cookie?"
"Oh, go ask my maker," Smith huffed.
Pushing the little boy to the door, he straightened his jacket.
"There seem to be some flaws, but I've no doubt I can smoothen them out in future versions."
And with that last statement, the boy walked back to his desk.
"Mommy, can I have a cookie?"
"When we get home, Bane dear."
"Yeah! Coo-kie!"
After closing the door behind the mother and child, Teacher 'Racle stayed with her back to the class for some time. She seemed to be...shaking? Two frowned in confusion. However, his teacher soon turned back with a serene smile.
"So, who wants to be next?"
"Me!" Ghost waved his hand furiously in the air.
"What do you have for us?"
The Chinese boy came up front and held out a book.
"I just got this cool book," Ghost said proudly. "It's Gibson's Neuromancer for Kids!"
Puzzled, Two looked at his twin, who just shrugged.
"That's interesting, Ghost," their teacher commented.
"It's all about the Matrix and how it represents data and its pathways, too. And there's this virtual reality that..."
Two rolled his eyes and burrowed his head under his arms. He must have drifted off for a moment. The next thing he knew, One was nudging him not so gently with an elbow. With a sleepy glare, Two straightened in his seat to find Niobe on stage. The girl had placed her ship model on the small table. She enthusiastically listed the merits and drawbacks of said model, while Morpheus shuffled behind her to wait his turn.
"Think we can take them?"
One's eyes gleamed with unholy glee.
"'f course we can," Two said-yawned.
"Oh look! Locke's coming up next to Morpheus," his twin whispered, grinning widely. "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Two joined the chant under his breath.
"And see! If you press this button...WHAM! You can blast the enemies and knock their power off! Isn't that cool? And lookie here - "
"There's no such weapon that can knock off power," Locke cut in.
"There is, too!"
"There is not!"
"Well, how would -you- know?"
"My daddy's in the mili-ta-we! So there!"
Locke slapped on a dark beret.
"Well, if he was just some G.I. Joe he wouldn't know much," Morpheus scoffed.
"That's not true! Besides, he's in the Navy!"
"Same difference!" Morpheus said stubbornly.
"Boys, that's enough!"
Two rolled his eyes at his teacher's interjection. Just when things were getting exciting...
"I think it's about time we had our gym class."
"But, what about us?!" Shouted Two and his twin.
Teacher 'Racle had the exact same look she had when she sent them to separate corners.
All of a sudden, things didn't look too good.
"...Fine," she finally said with one of those fake, toothpaste ad smiles. "You can do your show-and-tell. -But-, you'll be doing it at the gym."
Without another word, she herded them out the door. One looked with unconcealed longing at the targets they were leaving behind, now safely tucked away in their owners' cubbies.
"We'll just have to improv," he told Two dourly.
As the gym doors closed behind the class, everyone sat on the mats, while Teacher 'Racle looked expectantly at Two and his brother.
"Well, boys?" She arched a wary eyebrow at them.
"Ready?"
"Ready."
Two could hear the music in the back of his mind.
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
He smirked at his brother as they took strips of white cloth and tied it about their heads. Their evil grins widened a notch as they heard the gasp that followed the revelation of what they had for show-and-tell. And brandishing matching switchblades, they ran pell-mell towards each other.
"Everybody was Kung Fu fighting, those kids were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning, make sure you have expert timing
Kung Fu fighting, had to be fast as lightning..."