Lil' Neo

[code_smith]

[ Continued from here ]

All right, Trinity. Let's discuss. What should we do with Neo now that he's regressed to his toddler state? I suggest putting him up for adoption.

Comments

[t_r_i_n_i_t_y]

We are not putting him up for adoption. Besides. They'd just bring him back.

[code_smith]

But the fact remains, Trinity. Neither of us are particularly suited for taking care of Neo. I, for one, value my sound receptors.

[t_r_i_n_i_t_y]

...Fuck. Someone had better kill whoever gave him the damn ring in the first place, or I will.

*sighs* So...Alright. I can watch him some, but there needs to be at least one other party to help.

I don't suppose Morpheus is around?

[code_smith]

*cheerfully* Nope. I think I've seen the Merovingian somewhere around here, though. Think he'd be suitable?

[t_r_i_n_i_t_y]

Oh, gods, the Frenchman? No.

So. Who else is there?

[code_smith]

I was just talking to Lucifer awhile ago. He seems nice, if a bit grumpy. What about him?

[t_r_i_n_i_t_y]

Luc-- *closes eyes and counts to ten* No. We are not leaving Neo with Lucifer.

[code_smith]

You know, for someone who desperately needs a baby-sitter - you're being awfully picky. Ever hear of the expression "Beggars can't be choosers?"

[t_r_i_n_i_t_y]

...We're not leaving Neo with Satan or the Frenchman. It's not happening.

[code_smith]

*lightbulb* The Oracle! She's always keeping brats around her. She'll love having lil' Neo around!

[t_r_i_n_i_t_y]

*sighs in relief* That'll work. And *grimaces* I'll watch him too. Even she won't be able to put up with him all the time.

[encrypted_data]

From the corner of the room, a fax machine begins to beep and a letter is transmitted.

Hello dears,

I do hope this message doesn't come too late. I would have sent it earlier but the fax machine was broken. This is just to let you know that I'll be on vacation for the next few months. Sati and I found a wonderful place to create sunshine and rainbows.

If you need a prophecy or a vision, please leave a message at my answering machine. I'll answer cryptically as soon as I return.

Love,

The Oracle

[t_r_i_n_i_t_y]

...Oh. No. No. No. The...She knew this was coming, dammit. *fumes*

...Put out an ad?

[encrypted_data]

A second sheet of paper slowly slides out of the fax machine.

PS - Did you know that my dear boy Agent Smith used to take care of little agents-in-training all the time? I'm sure he'll be willing to help. If not, he's grounded. Tell him that.

[t_r_i_n_i_t_y]

*grins widely and wickedly at Smith after reading the second sheet*

[code_smith]

*warily* Trinity? Why are you grinning like that?