Jared ran down the hall, the Twins appearing for half a fraction of a second and tripping him up. They laughed their eerie laugh as Jared's papers and lunch were scattered all over the floor. "Damnit!" Jared screeched, gathering his things and continuing to run down the hall, making backward glances to see if the Twins were following him.

It caused him to smack right into Alice's abdomen, his huge forehead nearly touching her silicon implants.

"The fuck is your problem," she rasped at him, but he just skittered away from her, tiny shoes tapping against the floor until he finally stopped in front of Warden's office. He raised a hand and banged on the door. "WARDEN!"

Warden groaned, rubbing his forehead. After getting things back to normal it had tired him out some. He had small shadows under his eyes as he looked up at the door. "Come in, Jared. There's no need to yell." He folded his arms on his desk, waiting. Just what was the accountant freaking out over this time?

Jared burst into the office and threw his lunch dramatically onto Warden's desk, jumping into the chair opposite of Warden, crossing his legs, elbow on desk, chin in hand. He popped open his juice box. "What's up?"

Warden blinked, staring at him blankly for a moment before he shook his head and sighed. "Nothing, really. I'm just trying to catch up on things that I've missed," he said, leaning back on his chair. "Is there anything else I should know about since I've been gone?"

"I dunno, sir," Jared said casually, sucking the juice from the box before slamming it down suddenly, purple juice squirting everywhere. "ARE YOU GONNA DO ANYTHING ABOUT THE FUCKING TWINS?" He yelped. Ever since the twins had 'regenerated' him, he'd been a little...Off. "And you're not taking any of my financial advice! What am I even HERE for, Warden!"

"I do take your advice, Jared," Warden said calmly, waving a hand. "I'll admit it's not always your full advice. And as for the twins, I'll deal with them on my own time. I'm not feeling my best yet."

Jared glared angrily for a few seconds before he started sweating nervously. "I know that, sir," he said, his eyes flicking away from Warden. He sucked on his juice box more like a scolded kid now, his face gradually heating up. He wondered where on Earth he had gotten the balls to burst into the Warden's office, but was too embarrassed to collect his scattered lunch and leave.

"Is there anything else you want to say, Jared?" Warden asked, his tone sounding rather bored and uninterested, but it could have been just because he was still tired. He needed to get out of his office soon and get something to eat.

Jared's face nearly burst into flames as he tried to think of something to say, and his head actually did burst into flames.

He screeched and leaped from the chair, running in circles, his face melting to the bone before he crashed into the floor twitching.

The Twins appeared, little smiles on their faces. They crouched over Jared. "Mmm, brain pudding." They said in unison, cracking open Jared's head with spoons and scooping out the steaming grey matter.

"What the hell-" Warden's eyes widened. He wasn't sure if he was hallucinating or not, but since the Twins were there...

He gritted his teeth and came out from behind his desk and headed towards them. "What the fuck do you think you two are doing?" he yelled, fixing Jared before swinging out his cane. "You know, I've been looking for you two. I want answers and if you don't give them to me, you both won't know what hit you because you have forgotten that this is MY world!"

The Twin's creepy little grins didn't falter as they stood to Warden's challenge, eyes on the cane he poked at them. They laughed and dematerialized, leaving Jared to twitch back to life, his face looking like some one peeling an orange backwards until he was flesh and blood again.

Jared threw up, pieces of his brain and overlapping organs spewing from his mouth. "Ugh..." he groaned, wishing he had a tall bottle of whiskey.

Warden was inwardly seething, glaring at the spot where the Twins had been. "They have been doing shit like this often, haven't they?" he muttered more to himself, turning to check on Jared. He grimaced at the mess and helped him up. "You should take the day off."

Jared slapped Warden's hands away. "You don't have to pretend to care about me," he snapped, dragging himself from Warden's office covered in blood and brain juices.

Alice nearly kicked him out of the way, but something inside her twinged with pity and he stepped over Jared as she came into the Warden's office. She opened her mouth to say something but Jailbot blew out half the wall, Jackknife in clawed mechanical hand. ":)"

Warden flinched when Jailbot had crashed in but smiled weakly back. "Good job, Jailbot. Go and put him back in his cell." He looked down at the bloody mess Jared had trailed, frowning before he looked up at Alice. He hadn't exactly expected her to come into his office without being called. "Hello, Alice," he greeted.

"ALSKJADGAF" she literally said before a pterodactyl ripped from inside her, little claws twitching on top of spread wings at it cried out the broken wall, screeching at the top of its lungs.

A flock of giant pterodactyls swooped over Superjail, picking off inmates. One of the biggest, greenest flying dinosaurs landed on the edge of the broken wall, screeching back at the baby. It vomited up limbs and torsos still wearing the bright orange uniforms right into the little pterodactyls mouth.

The real Alice crashed through the door, shotgun in hand. "Get down!" she yelled at Warden, shooting the bigger dinosaur in the neck.

Warden didn't have time to really react, falling to the floor almost instantly while he covered his head. This had to be the Twins again. Just what were they trying to accomplish here? He had to find a way to contain them, but nothing ever worked on them before. He wasn't even sure if any of this was real anymore. He looked up warily at the chaos surrounding him. He felt something raging inside of him, somewhat similar to the inner child, but he knew it wasn't that.

Warden got back onto his feet, fists clenched. "STOP!" he shouted as loud as he could, finding that everything had frozen in place. He had never done that before. Did it even effect the Twins?

The Twin's ears did perk. They exchanged glances and appeared in Warden's office, seeing that everything here had frozen, and outside, too. With a little searching they found the entire dimension had frozen in time. Being pan-dimensional, the Twins were unaffected. "You've gained our attention," they said, their little grins reappearing.

"Care to explain yourselves?" Warden asked, his tone casual, but his body language was anything but. He looked ready to tear them a part if he could, his glasses nearly tinted red. "Just what are you two accomplishing here by doing this? The last time Superjail went to hell you both left and came back when I returned to help fix it. Why are you doing this? What is the point?"

The Twins exchanged another set of looks before they snickered. "Point?" they asked. "We're beyond points, Warden."

"Of course," Warden said coldly, his expression rather chilling as he approached them. He was laughing, but it was anything but normal. "Let me guess, you both think you are beyond punishment too, right? You don't think I can't ban you from ever entering Superjail again? You may not be affected from within Superjail, but I can make it so you will never step foot in here again. If you do, I'll make it so you never exist." He pulled out what appeared to be the Time Police's device. "I can find you in the past, from when you were first created. I can completely obliterate you." For once in a long time, the Warden radiated pure maliciousness. There was no humor, there was no punchline. He was completely, unutterably serious.

The Twins stared at the device before starting to laugh themselves. "Okay," they said in unison before taking Warden back in time, to their 'creation'. Mists of time gathered around them before it was sucked into a giant sexual looking orifice, and they were in the womb. The baby Twins grasped each others hands before birth, spewing them out from a fire crotch to be scooped up by an old, skinny man dressed conspicuously in purple.

Alice's gruff, wheezing voice could be heard. The old man gained a sudden look of malice toward the screaming baby twins, but looked over at an Alice of the same age. His face softened and he nearly teared up as he put the babies into Alice's strong arms.

"Boys," he said sadly.

The Twins suddenly grew in Alice's arms and leaped away from her, turning the old man around, changing him back to his younger self.

"What do you think, Warden?" they asked.

"That doesn't...make any sense!" Warden glared at them, frustrated. "How can I believe anything you show me? You've done nothing but try to screw me over!" He ran his gloved hands through his hair, tugging at it.

The Twin's shrugged, their eyes on Warden. "Are we really?" they asked, showing Warden a snap of 'Life without Twins', the entire dimension a barren wasteland, the Warden trapped in a time loop of playing with blocks in his father's office.

Warden watched, feeling his head hurt more than he could imagine. "Then why are you trying to ruin Superjail?" He pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes. Should he have even asked? Every answer just made it make less sense.

The Twin's shrugged again, giggling with their mouths closed like they were trying to stifle themselves.

"I fail to see how this is funny!" he snapped at them, glowering. "Stop destroying everything I make and stop killing my coworkers!"

"No," the Twins sat Warden in his chair behind his desk and waved good bye, unfreezing time.

The pterodactyls and Alice waged war in his office, Alice winning using only a shotgun and bullets made of her own testosterone.

How was he going to fix this now? There was nothing he could do. Of course, the next day would continue like none of this happened - but it would just start up again. Warden cradled his head in his hands, pressing his forehead against the desk. Why should he even try anymore?

Jared was in nearly the exact same position in his own office. Even the freaky dinosaurs couldn't rouse him. He groaned, shooting out one arm to grab hold of a little bottle that moaned as he touched it. He brought it to his lips and the noise was almost orgasmic.

He sighed out a tired sob and tried to block out the noise of screaming coming from outside.

Warden just decided to end it, bringing night-time instantly as the sky changed. He made the chaos go away for the time being but felt completely exhausted afterward. He slumped in his chair, hand over his face. "How long is this going to go on..."

Jailbot burst through the door, transforming his shape into a little, unfriendly looking metal cat. He jumped all over Warden's desk before settling on his lap, nestling his head against Warden's belly, 'purring' loudly.

Warden lifted his head to look at the unfamiliar form. "Jailbot, what are you doing?" He sighed, knowing that answers were nearly impossible to get here anymore and just let it be, patting the robot on the head while he stared out the window, resting his chin on his hand. "Everything is wrong now, Jailbot...I can't fix it."

Jailbot's little cat arms lengthened as he wrapped them around his creator, hugging him tightly, purring loudly.

Warden smiled briefly, closing his eyes. He should just head to his bedroom, but he couldn't find the strength to get up, let alone walk out. This wasn't exactly the most comfortable position, but he didn't care. At least he still had Jailbot to rely on, for however long.

Jailbot seemed to sense the Warden's thoughts and a little propeller sprouted from his back. He whirred and lifted the Warden, cat arms still around him and brought him to his bedroom, setting him in his bed and pulling the covers up before getting in himself, turning back into his big bulky robot form.

"Thanks, Jailbot," Warden said tiredly, rested his head against the cold metal. He wasn't looking forward to the morning, but for now there was some peace.

Jailbot was still purring, it's tentacle like arms curling around Warden's waist and hips gently, the ":)" still beaming on his face. He dimmed it, though, to keep Warden from getting upset at him.

Jailbot churred, bringing the rest of Warden's body closer to his metal shell.

Warden was too tired to refuse the contact and just let it slide for now. Albeit, Jailbot was cold, but at least he had blankets and it wasn't like Jailbot was untrustworthy. He had been programmed to take care of him, after all.

Jailbot brought out another two tentacle like arms, though they were much smaller and thinner. They gently explored the area around Warden's jaw and neck, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding his suit jacket off. Jailbot's little arms splayed out against Warden's collar bone, ghosting touches along the sensitive skin curiously. The larger, thicker arms wound their way around Warden's body like a boa constrictor giving a gentle hug, exploring his ankles, calves and belly with the same gentle curiosity.

Warden squirmed a little, his brow furrowed while he frowned. "What...are you doing...?" he mumbled, shivering from the cold metal tentacles against his skin.

Jailbot's verbal processors never seemed to have been installed, so the robot showed the Warden what he was doing, pulling back the blankets a bit. His large arms worked off the Warden's purple pants and set them neatly aside, the cold metal coming into contact with his warm, sensitive skin. Jaibot explored higher up Warden's legs, twisting around the inside of his thighs, drawing little pictures in his soft skin.

His smaller arms played around Warden's lips, caressing his cheek and mouth before experimentally poking between his lips, meeting his tongue.

Warden's face flushed a deep red, feeling heat traveling through his body. His protest was rather incomprehensible due to the tentacle teasing his mouth. He tried pressing his hands against Jailbot's form to push away, but he was pretty wrapped up. The Warden did not want to acknowledge that he was getting hard. It wasn't like these instances happened often.

Jailbot let out an excited beep, getting carried away and pushing the rest of his small tentacle arm down Warden's throat.

The larger tentacles spread Warden's legs, touching the heating flesh, exploring around the curves, his second tentacle drifting past that to his entrance, pressing against the taut ring of muscle, teasing.

Warden's eyes watered while his gag reflex was fighting with the tentacle in his throat. He closed his eyes tightly, his body quivering from the many different touches around his body. He jerked when one of Jailbot's tentacles was teasing too close for comfort, his eyes shooting open in surprise.

Jailbot watched happily as ever, pushing the larger tentacle inside of his body, making it smaller to help him ease in, but then expanding as he wriggled deeper and deeper inside, the tentacle in his throat expanding a bit as well before drawing back to let him breath.

Warden gasped, catching his breath before letting out a cry while Jailbot entered him. He tensed up, his face burning hot while his cock throbbed and began dripping. "J-Jailbot..." he shuddered, nearly writhing.

Jailbot churred again, slowly drawing out the thick tentacle, careful of his metal ridges and he pushed back inside. He sat up, then, bringing the Warden with him, lifting him from the bed, one tentacle inside him, the other supporting his weight, his two smaller ones, playing with his lips and ears. He seemed fascinated by Warden's face, not having one of his own, and poked a small tentacle into his mouth, teasing his tongue to come from between his lips so he could see it and explore it, following it back down Warden's throat.

Warden started to loosen up, his energy limited due to the day's events. He let out a moan, letting Jailbot do what he wanted. Warden's eyes were half shut while he started slowly licking the tentacle that was in his mouth. His pale skin looked incredibly flushed now. He let out another sharp cry, his body bucking up from the overwhelming sensation. Warden bit his lip, sweat forming on his forehead while he craved release as his body just grew hotter and hotter.

Jailbot brought his other thick tendril from around Warden's ankles and curled it around his cock, stroking him quickly, increasing the vibrations in the other tentacle to start sending out tiny shocks of electricity into him.

Warden gasped loudly, his vision blurring once he came. He felt incredibly lightheaded, his body trembling but otherwise motionless after the climax. He breathed heavily, his eyes barely open. He couldn't believe what just happened.

Jailbot gently let him go, his arms, tendrils, tentacles retracting back into his big boxy body like snakes back to their homes. He took a moment to cover Warden back up with blankets and nestled beside him, the ":)" glaringly bright.

Warden fell asleep almost instantly, somewhat curled up beside Jailbot. There was no telling how he would react in the morning over this. Would he even remember?

Jailbot pulled him closer and went into sleep mode, his engines whirring quietly, making it sound like he was snoring softly.