Hi. While I'm here I thought I'd just say- sci freak grody spork: check out
the top of chapter 8 again, if you haven't already! I know! I just
realised! I still got your name wrong! Oh the shame......
Lupe and potectress of dalidon thanks for the reviews. Richard the
pedantic, I just remembered what the CC in CCTV stood for! Closed circuit.
So there you go.
The trio stood in front of the pharmacy, looking up at the massive sign that said 'medication for every occasion, except Tuesday evenings!"
"What do we get here?" asked Neo.
"Those red and blue pills don't grow themselves, you know." Chuckled Morpheus "Well actually, they do, but, you know, they need someone to pick them and everything."
Neo went for the door, but Trinity held out her arm, holding him back. Turning to Morpheus she said " Don't you think it would be metaphorical if we dived through the window?" she asked. So they did.
Inside the shop, the shopkeeper was alerted to the entrance by a splinter of glass flying into his office and imbedding itself into his leg. Before getting up he glanced down at the sign resting against the table leg 'DO NOT DIVE THROUGH THIS WINDOW FOR PURPOSES METAPHORICAL OR OTHERWISE!" He really needed to hang it up.
His spirits lifted as he saw it was Morpheus; because they were friends from ages back, but mainly, he was easy to shift useless products onto.
Morpheus was not so happy to see his old buddy, because he knew too many embarrassing stories to do with him, but mainly because he kept trying to sell him dodgy products, and he felt he had to buy them out of guilt.
"Morpheus!" shouted Benius, for that was the shop keepers name "Good to see you mate! Remember that time when we broke into that art gallery in the Matrix and put sunglasses on all the sculptures and sprayed "Free your mind!" all over the front wall, and they blamed it on those armadillo poachers?"
"Not really." he stuttered looking suitably embarrassed.
"Or the time we stuffed those-" started Benius
"ANYWAY!" shouted Morpheus. "I want sixty red pills, sharpish!"
"And the blue?" he spluttered, tears of mirth pouring down his cheeks.
"No, still got the same one I had ten years ago."
"No one has ever taken the blue pill? Neo asked.
"Well if they do we tend to beat them into submission till they take the red one, then it's a memory loss pill and we're back on easy street." Said Morpheus trying a little fashionable hand gesture. He was obviously trying to show off in front of his mate.( As a writer, I have to wonder whether he should've bothered. Benius hadn't had a movie written about him and his pals, after all.)
"Anything else mate? said Benius "I got a great line in fear of height reducing pills in. No need to worry about hanging from a helicopter with these babies in your trews!" (he wasn't showing off, he really talked like this.)
"I seriously doubt I'll being doing that anytime soon." Laughed Morpheus, contributing the good old tradition of the film cliché (In this case saying your not going to do something, EVER, and then going right ahead and doing it)
"Not your thing eh? How about these eye drops?"
"Do they help you see in the dark?" asked Trinity (She wasn't really interested, she just hadn't said anything for ages.)
"No, they make your mouth taste like Fairy washing up liquid for a while though."
Nobody asked how Benius knew the taste of washing up liquid, as it brought up painful memories. When he had been in the Matrix, due to a fault in a computer, he had developed a love for house hold cleaning products. Despite a few strange glances most people had come to learn, love Benius, love his spring time fresh cleaning liquid. Interestingly enough (and everything's interesting enough for this fic) the same fault in a computer that had caused Benius to have his addiction, had also caused Britney Spears' first steps to fame.
"There is one other thing you might be interested in. How about something to help you with those complicated speeches your fond of." Said Benius.
"Yes, O.K." said Morpheus. (Can you see what's coming? Really? You can? Better than me at this point then!)
Morpheus took the pill and... "Unaccustomed as I am to making speeches, I would just like to say that I'd never seen a couple more happy than Julia and David and on their wedding day, and after so many years knowing David and trying to flirt with Julia-"
"That must be the wedding one" said Benius hurriedly shoving another pill into Morpheus' mouth. " This ought to do the trick."
"Ashamed of your car? Can't really keep up with the neighbours? Why not try a brand new profession to top up your wage packet? Burglary can be a-"
"No, that can't be it." This time he tried some medicine. With, obviously, a spoonful of sugar to help it go down.
"Hey, I've lost my phone number, can I have yours?" said Morpheus. Benius looked at the bottle then put it in his pocket. Could come in useful.
Then Morpheus collapsed.
Twelve hours and 24 boxes of tastee wheat later, Morpheus came round. Shaking with anger.
"Your going to get it this time Ben! Unless you can think of way to repay me?"
"ummm the whole of Harry Potter 5 in pill form?" Benius asked " Edited to add bad language and violence? Honestly I think Hermione swearing adds-"
Morpheus rose from the floor, fists clenched. Benius let out a high pitch squeal, unheard by the people around him, but several thousand dogs in the vicinity came running. Ben jumped on to the counter. Morpheus had friends in high places. (No. Really- He had a friend who owned a cherry picker) Ben grabbed a flame thrower, and Morpheus and the gang were forced to jump out of the window they came in through, undoing the metaphor.
After running for a few blocks of shops they paused, and slowed to a walk.
"What a jerk" said Trinity (she didn't actually say that she said something much more un-PG ish)
"Nah, he's alright!" said Morpheus "He's kind of stupid when you meet him, but he nearly always sends you money to make up for it. I wonder if he will this time?"
Neo clutched his hand around the money that had been the contents of the pharmacy's till. "I doubt it." He said.
The trio stood in front of the pharmacy, looking up at the massive sign that said 'medication for every occasion, except Tuesday evenings!"
"What do we get here?" asked Neo.
"Those red and blue pills don't grow themselves, you know." Chuckled Morpheus "Well actually, they do, but, you know, they need someone to pick them and everything."
Neo went for the door, but Trinity held out her arm, holding him back. Turning to Morpheus she said " Don't you think it would be metaphorical if we dived through the window?" she asked. So they did.
Inside the shop, the shopkeeper was alerted to the entrance by a splinter of glass flying into his office and imbedding itself into his leg. Before getting up he glanced down at the sign resting against the table leg 'DO NOT DIVE THROUGH THIS WINDOW FOR PURPOSES METAPHORICAL OR OTHERWISE!" He really needed to hang it up.
His spirits lifted as he saw it was Morpheus; because they were friends from ages back, but mainly, he was easy to shift useless products onto.
Morpheus was not so happy to see his old buddy, because he knew too many embarrassing stories to do with him, but mainly because he kept trying to sell him dodgy products, and he felt he had to buy them out of guilt.
"Morpheus!" shouted Benius, for that was the shop keepers name "Good to see you mate! Remember that time when we broke into that art gallery in the Matrix and put sunglasses on all the sculptures and sprayed "Free your mind!" all over the front wall, and they blamed it on those armadillo poachers?"
"Not really." he stuttered looking suitably embarrassed.
"Or the time we stuffed those-" started Benius
"ANYWAY!" shouted Morpheus. "I want sixty red pills, sharpish!"
"And the blue?" he spluttered, tears of mirth pouring down his cheeks.
"No, still got the same one I had ten years ago."
"No one has ever taken the blue pill? Neo asked.
"Well if they do we tend to beat them into submission till they take the red one, then it's a memory loss pill and we're back on easy street." Said Morpheus trying a little fashionable hand gesture. He was obviously trying to show off in front of his mate.( As a writer, I have to wonder whether he should've bothered. Benius hadn't had a movie written about him and his pals, after all.)
"Anything else mate? said Benius "I got a great line in fear of height reducing pills in. No need to worry about hanging from a helicopter with these babies in your trews!" (he wasn't showing off, he really talked like this.)
"I seriously doubt I'll being doing that anytime soon." Laughed Morpheus, contributing the good old tradition of the film cliché (In this case saying your not going to do something, EVER, and then going right ahead and doing it)
"Not your thing eh? How about these eye drops?"
"Do they help you see in the dark?" asked Trinity (She wasn't really interested, she just hadn't said anything for ages.)
"No, they make your mouth taste like Fairy washing up liquid for a while though."
Nobody asked how Benius knew the taste of washing up liquid, as it brought up painful memories. When he had been in the Matrix, due to a fault in a computer, he had developed a love for house hold cleaning products. Despite a few strange glances most people had come to learn, love Benius, love his spring time fresh cleaning liquid. Interestingly enough (and everything's interesting enough for this fic) the same fault in a computer that had caused Benius to have his addiction, had also caused Britney Spears' first steps to fame.
"There is one other thing you might be interested in. How about something to help you with those complicated speeches your fond of." Said Benius.
"Yes, O.K." said Morpheus. (Can you see what's coming? Really? You can? Better than me at this point then!)
Morpheus took the pill and... "Unaccustomed as I am to making speeches, I would just like to say that I'd never seen a couple more happy than Julia and David and on their wedding day, and after so many years knowing David and trying to flirt with Julia-"
"That must be the wedding one" said Benius hurriedly shoving another pill into Morpheus' mouth. " This ought to do the trick."
"Ashamed of your car? Can't really keep up with the neighbours? Why not try a brand new profession to top up your wage packet? Burglary can be a-"
"No, that can't be it." This time he tried some medicine. With, obviously, a spoonful of sugar to help it go down.
"Hey, I've lost my phone number, can I have yours?" said Morpheus. Benius looked at the bottle then put it in his pocket. Could come in useful.
Then Morpheus collapsed.
Twelve hours and 24 boxes of tastee wheat later, Morpheus came round. Shaking with anger.
"Your going to get it this time Ben! Unless you can think of way to repay me?"
"ummm the whole of Harry Potter 5 in pill form?" Benius asked " Edited to add bad language and violence? Honestly I think Hermione swearing adds-"
Morpheus rose from the floor, fists clenched. Benius let out a high pitch squeal, unheard by the people around him, but several thousand dogs in the vicinity came running. Ben jumped on to the counter. Morpheus had friends in high places. (No. Really- He had a friend who owned a cherry picker) Ben grabbed a flame thrower, and Morpheus and the gang were forced to jump out of the window they came in through, undoing the metaphor.
After running for a few blocks of shops they paused, and slowed to a walk.
"What a jerk" said Trinity (she didn't actually say that she said something much more un-PG ish)
"Nah, he's alright!" said Morpheus "He's kind of stupid when you meet him, but he nearly always sends you money to make up for it. I wonder if he will this time?"
Neo clutched his hand around the money that had been the contents of the pharmacy's till. "I doubt it." He said.