Chapter 4 (flashback to the jail)
Ron and Kim stood aghast while they were being carted away to the jail. Rufus was still crying into Ron's shirt. Handcuffs behind their backs, they could only watch in horror as they were transported to the local Middleton County Jail to be jailed. The nine football players, meanwhile, were already ahead of them, transporting them to local cells.
Ron and Rufus whimpered when the Middleton County Jail came into view. Rufus' beady eyed trembled and his shackles clinked when he looked above and saw the barbed wire hanging above the fences.
In front of the three heroes was a three-story structure, divided into four brick buildings, with barred windows that were in complete darkness because it was in the deep night.
"This is totally unfair…me….the hero…locked up for ten days for speaking out against an evil cheerleading captain…some stupid law…." Kim muttered and cursed underneath her breath.
She then turned to the vile arresting police officer and demanded, "When did this stupid law even pass?"
The officer slyly replied, "Today, of course, and you are the first recipient of the breaking of this law by saying these obscene things about Veruca!"
"KP….this is not looking good at all…." Ron stammered, putting his face of fear and dread on the police window because of the cuffs. "Yep….totally not good."
"I…..I don't get it at all, Ron…." Kim speechlessly stuttered, "I am totally the hero who saves people's lives and the world, not to be treated as some criminal!"Rufus began to panic, open-mouthed.
Ron turned to Kim, nodding his lowered head, "No, Kim, never like this…never…"
_The police car drove up to the station part of the jail, where the booking procedures were to take place.
Two other police cars followed behind the car that contained the entirety of Team Possible, ready to restrain them.
The officers came out of their cars and restrained both Kim and Ron. A third officer came out the patrol car and then put his strongest finger on the restraints of Rufus so that he could not escape.
The rain continued to pour against them as they walked up the stairs to the doors. The red hair of Kim kept absorbing the rainwater. All she could do was hang her head. Other officers opened up the doors for the policemen restraining the two heroes and the mole rat.
The lighting and thunder echoed in the distance as they walked up.
"Ughh….just when we had a hope of escape, they've got Rufus too…." Kim exasperated with disbelief.
_Once they entered the building, the first thing that was to go for the Possible team was their identity: their possessions.
The officer that arrested the two earlier in the evening snapped his fingers. Two stronger officers patted them down for any possessions. They already gave the person in charge of possessions Kim's Kimmunicator, and her hair-drying grappling gun.
Then they patted down Ron alongside his khakis.
"Hey, watch it! I just ironed my pants, yet it's all wrinkled up!" Ron complained before the police officer found something of significance to the both of them.
"I found this…" the policeman discovered that item of importance: Kim's harmonica.
Kim turned her eyes and gasped at the sight of her harmonica. "My harmonica!" She then focused her attention on Ron. "Ron, how did you get my fave instrument?"
"KP, remember you're trying to teach me the blues?"
Kim nodded her head, remembering that she spent the last week practicing with Ron on the harmonica.
"You, uhh, left your harmonica over at my house. Rufus gave it to me before you came to my house." Ron explained why that vital harmonica, the very first one that she got, came to be in his possession.
For a moment, she forgot that she was being handcuffed behind her back, "Aww….that's so sweet of you, Ron!"
Ron gave a weak smile, "Anytime, KP!"
But then they looked back to their surroundings, and their smiles faded away.
_The next step that Team Possible had to go through was the always-dreaded changing into the orange prison uniforms.
Once they changed into these jumpsuits, and even Rufus had a little jumpsuit intended for his size, they were forcefully taken to the mug shots room area to have their prison photos taken.
Kim looked down at the name card that was given to her and sighed: Possible, K. K1748329
This so still cannot be happening to me, she thought to herself as the glare of the light flashed momentarily right in her eyes and disappeared. She still shook her head in disbelief as she was turned away to the side.
Ron, who had uniform G3235439 and Rufus were next to take their mug-shots known to the world out there. The police took their pics as well and gave Kim her harmonica.
Kim and Ron then received their sheets and prison-issue sandals. The three, then shackled, were then forced to walk along the cell-block.
"KP….." Ron shuddered as he looked around the first-offenders cellblock, "I don't totally like the looks of this…..it's so sick and wrong to me!"
Kim looked back, "I know, Ron, but it's totally the only way that we can get through this sitch!"
"Okay, Kim….but this place still gives me the creeps…." was all Ron could say as the three walked down the way to their brief "home".
_Both Kim and Ron approached their new cell and gulped. It was just a standard cell with two iron bunkbeds mounted on the wall, a standard ceramic toilet and a sink. The only window they had had about four bars overlooking the thunderstorm outside. Rufus came up to his new accommodations, which was a small cell, with a depressed look on his face and sees the same thing as well.
Ron tried to smile and find the humor in things, "Look, KP….the toilet is just a few inches from our beds…haha….how convenient, huh?" But Kim was not cracking up a smile as all as she held her harmonica tightly. The three walked into their respective cells.
The big human-sized cell with Kim and Ron and the little cell with Rufus caged inside clanged and closed, its automatic locks in place.
They were trapped.