"I can't believe what a fool I am," Anna moaned as she stared down at her prison number, written exactly where Rapunzel said it was in what she figured must be permanent marker.

"You know, I've literally lost track of how many times you've said that in the last five minutes," said Rapunzel with her eyes narrowed. "Are you really always this boring?"

But Anna didn't care. She just kept banging her head against the wall of her cell, no matter how much physical pain it was causing her. Heck, she deserved an awful headache for how idiotic she had been!

"Hey, did you ever practice for a spelling bee or whatever when you were a kid?" asked Rapunzel, picking at one of her toes. "You'd spell out the words to yourself over and over again, right? Well, just repeat your prison number to yourself the same way. When you're eating, when you're trying to nap, when you're taking a dump..."

Anna didn't answer, instead deciding that her forehead and the wall should really get to know each other better.

"Of course, you're not going to remember anything if you keep banging your skull around like that..."

"This is already one of the worst days of my life!" Anna exclaimed. "Believe me, forgetting about it would be a blessing!"

"Suit yourself," said Rapunzel. "Although if you were to forget about the terms which you and I agreed to regarding our little arrangement, I might conveniently forget that I promised not to force 'those things' on you..."

At last, Anna gave her head a rest...and God, did it ever hurt now!

"You're cruel, you know that?" she said as she covered her eyes with her hands, trying to stop the spinning sensation she was suddenly going through.

"Hey, I'm no meaner than any other inmate here," said Rapunzel defensively. Anna knew she was probably right about that, but was too dizzy to say so.

"Do you have any pain killer?" she mumbled, wondering if she was gonna throw up if she wasn't careful.

"No, but I'm sure I can get you some," said Rapunzel in an over-the-top cheerful voice. "Let me just go run over to a Rite Aid and maybe fetch a bottle of soda while I'm at it. I can even rent us a movie from Red Box. Would you like that?"

Anna just groaned.

"This doesn't bode well with my plan," said Rapunzel, scratching her chin as though she were deep in thought. "You look like I already beat you up."

"And what is that supposed to mean?" asked Anna as she watched Rapunzel turn upside down. "Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Not yet," said Rapunzel. "See, you're a lifer. By default that's already gonna give you a rep as a hardcore criminal. No one will believe me if I tell them I was able to make someone with that kind of street cred into my 'bitch' on day one."

"Too bad for you then," said Anna, leaning her head on her pillow and hoping that would help stop the entire cell from going around in circles. It didn't.

"God, you're going to be a bit of a fixer upper," said Rapunzel, studying Anna in the same way that Sherlock Holmes looks at a dead body. "I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad one for me that you're probably the single weakest and dumbest woman to ever end up with a life sentence at Frozen Heart."

"Hey!" went Anna, taking offense. "You don't know anything about me."

"I know everything I need to know about you," said Rapunzel smugly. "Obviously, this time three months ago, you had no idea you'd wind up in a place like this. Your crime, I'm guessing, must've been murder. Very, very poorly thought out murder. And the motive was probably really lame, too. But that's beside the point. All that matters is that you were clearly completely unprepared for prison. And all of the women here will catch on to that quickly at the rate you're going."

"Oh, gee, you're making me feel so much better," said Anna, finally able to ignore the pain for a second because everything Rapunzel just said had distracted her from it. "And we agreed that you wouldn't ask me personal questions."

"Questions aren't the same thing as observations, you dummy," said Rapunzel. "Also, I only consented to you not having to answer them. But, again, we're getting off the subject. If either of us is going to make this deal work, you're going to have to put on a tough act during breakfast this morning."

Anna laughed bitterly.

"A tough act?" she went, now feeling like vomit might coming flying out of her mouth without warning at any moment. "I never got cast in any plays in high school, you know, so I don't exactly have much faith in my skills as an actress."

"Well, then you'll just need to find a way to convince those girls out there that you're a bad-ass," said Rapunzel frankly. "Then in a week, I get to boast about taking you down, you'll become my 'bitch,' and I'll get myself some actual respect around here for a change."

Anna wasn't sure if she was feeling awful because of her head or the way this conversation was going.

She knew that Rapunzel's plot was probably going to fail. Even if Anna could by some miracle make herself come across as a tough girl (and she had no idea how she was gonna do that), her cellie was about as scary as a puppy dog. Would any of the other prisoners really believe that she could have her own "bitch"...even if that "bitch" was someone like Anna?

Still, there was no point in discussing any of this with Rapunzel...not unless she wanted for her to "accidentally" let her secret slip to someone.

"I'll do what I can," said Anna, wobbling a bit as she tried to get herself to her feet. "But I do hope you know what you're doing."

Rapunzel looked like she might be about to say something, but a loud buzzing noise was then sounded off throughout the entire cell block.

"Okay, ladies!" a voice yelled over a loudspeaker. "Time for your morning grub! Stand in front of your cell doors NOW!"

In an instant, Anna forgot about her dizziness, her "deal" with Rapunzel, and even her sister being the warden of the prison. Terror gripped her heart like it never had before. Right now, she felt like some poor soul from The Hunger Games who was about to be thrown into a televised fight to the death. Oh, who was she kidding? A poor soul from The Hunger Games had a better chance of survival than she did at the moment.

She was about to be placed among the most dangerous women in all of Arendelle. She was about to enter the world of Frozen Heart.