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Warden sighed. He was already bored with his latest idea. He needed something fresh. Something new. Something that would scream SUPERJAIL! That's what all his inventions did, but they were never good enough. Not for him. Not for anyone. He looked at his sketches for some ideas. None of them jumped out at him. Most people would wonder why he was so extreme. What was he trying to prove? Who was he trying to prove it to? At one point it was just his father, but it changed all that one day. It all changed because of her.

Yes. The Mistress...He thought. Her and her Ultraprison. Pfft. She just basically stole my idea, and instead of men used women. Yet, still here I am trying to prove something to her. But what? That my Superjail is superior? I don't need to prove that when it's already obvious. So why do I still find myself worrying over this?

He sighed once again. He looked around to make sure no one was watching him as he pulled out a picture. It was of the Mistress. He glared at her. Why did he feel, so confused when he thought about her? Her pink glasses. Her hat with the yellow flower placed in it. Her perfectly cut short, black hair. Her full, red lips. Her-

Stop it! He yelled in his head. Stop thinking of her! You idiot! You need to pull yourself together! What would father think? Seeing you swoon over some lady. You ought to be ashamed of yourself!

He took one last look at the picture before putting it back in its secret place. He looked out into the sky. Things became more complicated when that vixen came and forced herself into his life. Yet, he still wouldn't want a world without her. She was a challenge. That was obvious. Unfortunately for him, he loved a good challenge.

Back in Ultraprison

"Charice! Give me an update!" Mistress yelled to her trembling assitant.

"W-We are al-almost out of the n-necessary resources that fly U-Ultraprison, ma'am. I-If we don't stop s-soon, we could crash."

Mistress glared down at her accountant. She paced her office back and forth. She turned and stared out the window with her back to Charice.

"What is the closet destination that we can stop at?" She asked.

Charice looked at her clipboard, and almost started jumping for joy. She quickly demolished the thought, or else her boss would get mad at her.

"Superjail, ma'am."

A picture of the Warden flew through the Mistress's mind. She shook it clear, and turned back to face her assistant.

"Fine. Set a course to Superjail. Approxamately, what time will we be arriving?"

Charice quickly flipped through her clipboard when she found the page she needed.

"In a half hour."

Mistress sighed.

"Alright, Charice. You may leave me now."

Charice nodded and scurried off to prepare to meet Jared again. Mistress watched the door close.

"Dammit..." She cursed under her breath. She let her mind go back to the overgrown man-child.

Warden...She thought idily. I hope you're prepared for another visit.

She wasn't sure if she was prepared visit again. She remembered when they first met. He had shown up with his talk of 'dreams', made a bet with her, and then had taken advantage of her. Well, if you can call it taking advantage. She did remember a little, and it look and sounded as if she was taking advantage of the Warden. Warden had even tried to explain that to her a few times, but she wouldn't hear it. She sat down at her desk. He thought so high of himself. She couldn't say anything, though. She knew she thought high of herself, as well. Besides, Warden did seem to mean well. She squinted her eyes. She could just make out Superjail in the distance.

Well, well, well, Warden. She thought. Did someone do a little more renovating since my last visit?

She could clearly see that more of the Warden's 'inventions' had been added to Superjail. She would never admit it, but Superjail was rather impressive. Her Ultraprison was better, of course, but Superjail was definately nothing to be ashamed of. She only belittled it because she wanted to show Warden who was superior. The obvious answer being her. But the Warden still had the audacity to try and prove a point to her. That he was better. With his inventions, his cane, his attire, his adorable little grin, his-

Wait. What? Mistress thought. She shook her head. Where did THAT cime from? I must of just had a slip up. Yes. That's what happened. A small slip up pf words. I would never think about the Warden like that. Never. Why I would rather-

"Ma'am?" Charice's voice knocked her back into reality. She turned around in frustration. She glared down at her assistant who flinched under it.

"What is it, Charice? I don't recall giving you permission to enter my office."

"I'm s-sorry, ma'am, but we're here. We've made it to our destination."

Mistress blinked before looking out her window. She had gotten so lost in thought that she hadn't even noticed they had arrived. She looked back at Charice and nodded.

"Very good. We shall gather Bruce, and then go down to have a chat with the overgrown man-child and his staff."

As she and Charice made there way to find Bruce, Mistress could only imagine what the Warden had in store.

Back with the Warden

"Sir, Sir!" Jared yelled as he barged into the room. "Ultraprison has arrived!"

"What?" Warden said as he stood up from his desk. "What do you mean?"

Jared shuffled nervously. He started sweating as he answered his boss.

"Ultraprison has landed here again, sir. I thought I should inform you."

Warden shook his head with a scowl on his face. He started walking toward his door.

"Very good, Jared, but a little earlier might be better."

"Sorry, sir." Jared said meekly as he followed Warden to greet Mistress. As they walked the halls, Alice caught up with them.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Well, Alice, we have visitors. Ultraprison has come here once again for whatever reason. We are on our way to greet them. JAILBOT!" Warden called out. Automatically, the robot came to his master's call. They all stood there silently as a small. round object came flying down. It landed in front of them. They all watched as Bruce, Nova, Charice, and then finally the Mistress step out. Mistress looked over them, and let her gaze rest on the Warden.

"Hello again, Warden."

Well, that has to be a little interesting. Right? I'll leave it up to you. I'll take any and all reviews. Comments, suggestions, flames, anything! I'll type up the next chapter as soon as I can. Bye!