Cell Block Tango
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OCs. (Alejandra, Rhonda, Anakin, Riya, and Joy.)
A/N and Warnings: This is inspired by and dialouge based on Cell Block Tango. There are snapped characters, a touch of bad language, and murders mentioned. Human names are used. Flames will be used to make s'mores for nice reviewers.
A group of women sat around during their time out of their cells, a group of convicts who all knew each other.
"So, what're you all in for?" Asked a tanned woman with short, silver-and-gold streaked black hair they all knew as Alejandra.
A girl with dark blonde hair and green eyes, Anakin, smirked. "I used to date this guy named Aaron. He liked to chew-no, POP gum." Her eyes flashed and her teeth clenched at 'pop'. "So I get home from work, and I'm P. at all the idiots I had to deal with all day. I go to him, looking for some sympathy and there he is, drinking and popping that damn gum! So I say to him, 'You pop that fucking gum one more time...' And he does. So I take the gun Daddy gave me off the wall and fired a couple warning shots...into his head." She started to laugh as if she'd told the funniest joke ever.
A dark haried girl, very tanned with brown eyes known as Angelique spoke up next. "I met Francis Bonnefoy two years ago, and he said he was single. We hit it off, and soon we moved in together. He'd go to work, come home, I'd get him a drink, we'd have dinner, all that good stuff. Then I find out, he was not only married, he had SIX wives. A Mormon. So that night I fix him a drink, as always..." She smirked and shook her head. "Some men just can't hold their arsenic."
The next to speak up was a green-eyed brunette, Elizaveta. "I'm in the kitchen, carving a chicken for dinner and minding my own buisness when Roderich storms in, screaming accusations that I was cheating. I turn to face him, still holding my knife. And he runs into the knife...ten times."
The next to look up was an Indonesian woman named Riya, but she was speaking her native language. Luckily, Anakin could translate.
"She says that she was arrested on claims that her lover, Yao, held down her husband Alfred while she cut his head off. She tried to explain at the police station, but no one understood her."
"Didja do it?" Angelique asked.
"Huh-uh." Riya shook her head. "Not...guilty!"
Alejandra leaned back as if she were on a luxury cruise. "My sister Rhonda and I had this acrobatic act we did together. My husband Antonio would travel with us. For the finale, Rhonda and I did these 20 moves-1, 2, 3, 4, splits, spreadeagles, flips, et cetera, one right after another. Well, one night before the show we're in our hotel and drinking a bit, having some laughs, when we run out of ice. I go out to get more, and I come back, look into the room and there're Rhonda and Antonio, on the bed, doing #17...the spreadeagle. I was so shocked that it wasn't until later, when I was washing the blood from my hands that I realized they were dead."
The last to look up was the girl with silver hair and pale blue eyes, Natalia. "I loved Ivan Braginski more than I can say. He was an artistic man, so sweet, a painter. But he was always trying to 'find himself'. He'd go out every night looking for himself, and on the way, he met Lilli, Bella, Joy, and Gilbert." She had a demonic smirk. "You could say we broke up because of artistic differences. He saw himself as alive...I saw him as DEAD."
"They all had it coming, didn't they?" Anakin said, still smirking. All the women nodded.
The bell sounded, and all 6 were locked back into their cells.