"Can I count on you two being good from now on?" The Merovingian threw his
package into the seat of the car before slamming the door. The Twins
grinned at the Mero's question and shrugged their shoulders.
"There's a movie I'd like to see if I can see it without interruptions."
"A movie?" the Twins said together.
"Are we going to the theater, Daddy?" Two asked excitedly.
"Yes." The Mero placed his keys in his pocket.
"We'll be good!"
The Merovingian hesitated a minute at that sudden answer.
"We promise!" they both said together.
He knew it wouldn't last long as soon as they got into the theater, but he gave in anyway.
"Alright then, let's go."
The Twins started shouting and jumping at the Mero at once.
"And how many times have I told you not to call me daddy?"
The Twins' excitement died and both looked up at the Mero.
"I'm not your daddy! I may have created you, but you don't have to emphasize it."
Both twins stared silently. Two's lip began to quiver a little and One wiped away a tear from his eye.
"If you aren't our daddy, then who are you?" Two said through his tears. The Mero looked at the Twins and sighed. As much as he hated to admit, he actually felt sorry for the two.
"Ok, ok you can call me daddy if you want. After all I am your father, of sorts." The Mero cleared his throat. The Twins smiled and ran to the Mero and hugged his legs.
"Now let's get going."
A little later at the theater, the Mero led the Twins down a row of seats until they found three that were not occupied. Here he pushed the seats down and sat each twin in one of them.
"I don't want to hear one word out of either of you. Understand?" The Mero whispered. The Twins nodded. When everything looked like it was going to go normally, One's seat suddenly folded up on the poor child. Two watched as his brother fought to get out of it. "Help! The chair's trying to eat me!" One reached and yanked on the Mero's shirtsleeve. The Mero's eyebrows raised a little at the sight then he reached and helped One get out of his entanglement. After the chair incident, the Twins remained quiet and were surprisingly good, just as they had promised Mero. Both watched the movie or pretended to while moving restlessly in their seats every so often and looking curiously around them at the other people. It was clear that both of them were getting bored. Course the Merovingian didn't notice, he was too into the movie to notice anything around him. The Twins knew it too. One poked at the Mero's arm. He didn't move or look over. One poked his arm again, this time harder. The Mero still didn't move a muscle. One turned to Two and grinned. Two returned the grin.
Half way through the movie, the Merovingian looked over at the Twins. His face went rather pale and he could almost feel his heart stop. The seats that the Twins had been sitting in were empty. Forgetting the movie for the first time since it had started, the Mero frantically looked around the room the best he could in the dark. With no sign of the Twins, he got up and started making his way down the isle. One of the workers came toward him, carrying a flashlight in one hand.
"Sir?" the worker said in a whispered tone. "You're needed out in the lobby."
At the worker's words, the Mero rushed past and made his way into the lobby where chaos was in full force. It took the Mero a second to grasp what was happening around him. One was busy pulling off the movie posters from the walls while Two was terrorizing the poor woman behind the snack bar counter. Popcorn was coming out and flying everywhere from the popcorn maker, where Two had crammed it full while playing with it. Several times it exploded like a cannon, sending huge balls of corn into the air. The Mero dodged several kernels of wild corn before reaching the counter and snatching Two by the coat collar, catching some of his dreadlocks in the tight grasp. The little twin yelped in pain and squirmed to get down, but the Mero continued to hold him tight.
"One!" The Mero roared. One stopped and turned slowly toward the angry face of the Mero, which was as red as a tomato by now. "That does it! That absolutely does it! Outside, now!" The Mero pointed toward the front door. One phased and reappeared outside. Several people standing in the lobby at that time screamed at seeing One phase and ran into another part of the theater. The Merovingian, still holding Two tightly, turned toward the woman behind the counter.
"I'm sorry about all of this." He said before walking toward the door. Outside he let go of Two, who scrambled to One's side and hid behind his brother. They watched as the Mero silently breathed hard while glaring at the two, before breaking out shouting in French. Some people walking by slowed their walk and stared at the Mero then quickly walked on by as if they hadn't seen anything. For a good three or four minutes the Mero continued to shout and scold in French.
"And now that you two have managed to ruin my evening," The Mero said, suddenly switching to English. "We might as well go on home before anything else happens!"
"There's a movie I'd like to see if I can see it without interruptions."
"A movie?" the Twins said together.
"Are we going to the theater, Daddy?" Two asked excitedly.
"Yes." The Mero placed his keys in his pocket.
"We'll be good!"
The Merovingian hesitated a minute at that sudden answer.
"We promise!" they both said together.
He knew it wouldn't last long as soon as they got into the theater, but he gave in anyway.
"Alright then, let's go."
The Twins started shouting and jumping at the Mero at once.
"And how many times have I told you not to call me daddy?"
The Twins' excitement died and both looked up at the Mero.
"I'm not your daddy! I may have created you, but you don't have to emphasize it."
Both twins stared silently. Two's lip began to quiver a little and One wiped away a tear from his eye.
"If you aren't our daddy, then who are you?" Two said through his tears. The Mero looked at the Twins and sighed. As much as he hated to admit, he actually felt sorry for the two.
"Ok, ok you can call me daddy if you want. After all I am your father, of sorts." The Mero cleared his throat. The Twins smiled and ran to the Mero and hugged his legs.
"Now let's get going."
A little later at the theater, the Mero led the Twins down a row of seats until they found three that were not occupied. Here he pushed the seats down and sat each twin in one of them.
"I don't want to hear one word out of either of you. Understand?" The Mero whispered. The Twins nodded. When everything looked like it was going to go normally, One's seat suddenly folded up on the poor child. Two watched as his brother fought to get out of it. "Help! The chair's trying to eat me!" One reached and yanked on the Mero's shirtsleeve. The Mero's eyebrows raised a little at the sight then he reached and helped One get out of his entanglement. After the chair incident, the Twins remained quiet and were surprisingly good, just as they had promised Mero. Both watched the movie or pretended to while moving restlessly in their seats every so often and looking curiously around them at the other people. It was clear that both of them were getting bored. Course the Merovingian didn't notice, he was too into the movie to notice anything around him. The Twins knew it too. One poked at the Mero's arm. He didn't move or look over. One poked his arm again, this time harder. The Mero still didn't move a muscle. One turned to Two and grinned. Two returned the grin.
Half way through the movie, the Merovingian looked over at the Twins. His face went rather pale and he could almost feel his heart stop. The seats that the Twins had been sitting in were empty. Forgetting the movie for the first time since it had started, the Mero frantically looked around the room the best he could in the dark. With no sign of the Twins, he got up and started making his way down the isle. One of the workers came toward him, carrying a flashlight in one hand.
"Sir?" the worker said in a whispered tone. "You're needed out in the lobby."
At the worker's words, the Mero rushed past and made his way into the lobby where chaos was in full force. It took the Mero a second to grasp what was happening around him. One was busy pulling off the movie posters from the walls while Two was terrorizing the poor woman behind the snack bar counter. Popcorn was coming out and flying everywhere from the popcorn maker, where Two had crammed it full while playing with it. Several times it exploded like a cannon, sending huge balls of corn into the air. The Mero dodged several kernels of wild corn before reaching the counter and snatching Two by the coat collar, catching some of his dreadlocks in the tight grasp. The little twin yelped in pain and squirmed to get down, but the Mero continued to hold him tight.
"One!" The Mero roared. One stopped and turned slowly toward the angry face of the Mero, which was as red as a tomato by now. "That does it! That absolutely does it! Outside, now!" The Mero pointed toward the front door. One phased and reappeared outside. Several people standing in the lobby at that time screamed at seeing One phase and ran into another part of the theater. The Merovingian, still holding Two tightly, turned toward the woman behind the counter.
"I'm sorry about all of this." He said before walking toward the door. Outside he let go of Two, who scrambled to One's side and hid behind his brother. They watched as the Mero silently breathed hard while glaring at the two, before breaking out shouting in French. Some people walking by slowed their walk and stared at the Mero then quickly walked on by as if they hadn't seen anything. For a good three or four minutes the Mero continued to shout and scold in French.
"And now that you two have managed to ruin my evening," The Mero said, suddenly switching to English. "We might as well go on home before anything else happens!"
