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TITLE: One Pink Tutu

CHAPTER: Chapter Six - "Follow The Yellow Tweed Road"

AUTHOR: DarthPirate and Aragia

BETA: Maniacs Edge

RATING: R-13 (content is not appropriate for children due to language, violence, and sexuality)

DISCLAIMERS: We do not own the characters, Warner Brothers and the Wachowski brothers do. We own this story and these events. This story was written purely for entertainment and not as a means to acquire money. Any resemblance whatsoever to real persons, places or events is unintentional. If it sucks, don't sue us.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Just shut the door! Don't let them in!" (I love 'The Village', and yes Mr. Shyamalan is getting free publicity via my fanfic.)

After what seemed like a thousand ages of trotting down the yellow path, Neo found himself in front of a plain oak door, against a plain white wall. The carpet faded off into normal grey, stained with what must've been a million pattering feet crossing it. This place, part of the same disgusting yellow carpeted hallway with the fecal matter brown walls, did not seem at all Flamingo-ish. He took another look at the door. There was a peephole and a brass knocker, in the shape of, ah, melons. A moment of consideration, and Neo raised the heavy knocker and pounded it three times. The door shook ominously, but no sign of anyone behind it. Though the chambers of his heart held enough fear of what could be to constrict him like a large boa, he still liked the missions, the excitement, the heroism, the adrenaline pumping through and flushing out the dread. And this mission was becoming so dull he could wait not a moment longer for the door to open. He opened it himself.