"I told you that you should've eaten," Rapunzel said to Anna in a condescending manner once they were back in their cell. "Seriously, how do you expect to feel after you've skipped two meals?"

Anna was writhing in pain on her bed, clutching her stomach miserably. She was sweating excessively and felt very weak. Her cellie was probably right, of course. Not eating hadn't done her body any favors, but she was so sick at the moment that she felt too exhausted to even consume food.

"Maybe it's better if I just starve to death," she groaned. "At least that would amuse Elsa less than whatever awaits me when I meet Merida."

"God, there's that negative attitude again," said Rapunzel, sounding quite disdainful. "Look at me! I'm Anna! The warden is releasing a crazy inmate to kill me!"

"Why else would she be letting her out of the hole early?" asked Anna unsteadily, hearing her belly loudly growl. "You have to understand that she hates me!"

"Elsa hates all the inmates here," said Rapunzel, sitting herself down on the dirty floor next to Anna and getting uneasily close to her. "But she wouldn't be a warden if she didn't, right?"

"Thanks, that makes me feel so much better," Anna wheezed, feeling the need to pee again but assuming she didn't have the strength to get up to do so. "Pardon me if I think I might know her just a little better than you do."

"And how much have you talked to her since she began working at this prison?"

"Um..." Anna said, not sure how to answer the question properly without sounding like a complete moron. "Well, up until this morning? Not at all."

"Sounds like you two were really close," said Rapunzel, clearly doing her best to make her sarcasm evident.

"We used to be," Anna replied faintly. "But that was a long time ago."

"Mmmmhmmmm," Rapunzel went, and a smirk abruptly appeared on her face. "Perhaps you should try getting close to someone else."

Anna didn't like the sound of that.

At all.

But she felt too fatigued to do anything about it, and only watched as Rapunzel gradually stood herself up and casually pulled her pants down as far as her ball and chain would allow. She was not surprised to see she was "untrimmed" (and felt deflated when she noticed how hairy her legs were), and when she turned around, a prominent tattoo on the left cheek of her bottom came into view (although why she decided to have the words "Snuggly Duckling" imprinted on her butt was beyond her).

She closed her eyes. This was it. Rapunzel was clearly going to...sit on her?

Anna didn't have much knowledge when it came to how two women "did things" with each other.

"Are you always going to close your eyes when I do this?"

Anna managed a nod.

"Don't you remember...our deal?" she was somehow able to gasp.

"You mean our deal that I would never pee?"

Anna opened her eyes.

Rapunzel was only using the toilet.

She had been paranoid over nothing. Again.

"I...um...I thought you were going to..." she babbled.

"Please!" Rapunzel exclaimed, the sound of her urinating loudly echoing around the metal toilet bowl. "I may be doing two decades for robbery, but that doesn't mean I'm completely dishonest, you know."

Anna agonizingly sat herself up, taking her convict hat off to wipe some of the sweat of her face. Before the police came banging on her door that terrible night to haul her off to jail, she had never been this pessimistic. Now, this didn't mean that she necessarily always expected for everything to work out, but her philosophy towards life had been a hopeful one for as long as she could remember.

A lot of good that did her. Still, the accelerated rate at which prison was changing her outlook was troubling.

"Sorry," she muttered. "I guess I haven't been myself since I got here. Actually, I haven't really been myself since the judge told me I had a life sentence..."

"Was it what you were expecting to get after being convicted of your crimes?"

"No," admitted Anna, shaking her head haphazardly. "I...I thought I was going to get the chair. I had forgotten at the time that Arendelle didn't do that anymore. Yet being told I was going to spend the rest of my days behind bars didn't exactly make me feel relieved."

Rapunzel just stared at Anna from the crapper. Her eyes seemed to have grown a bit wider.

"What exactly did you do, girl?"

Anna resumed her shaking. She could feel a small mob of tears banging at her eyelids, threatening to come storming out.

She couldn't let them.

"That's...my business," she said defiantly, turning away from Rapunzel and laying herself back down. "I...I should get a nap in before I'm forced out of here for dinner."

Rapunzel didn't say anything after that. Anna only heard the sound of her flushing, washing her hands, and the clinking and clanking of her chain as she walked back to her bed. She sighed and placed her striped hat over her eyes like a night mask. She just wanted to block everything out and momentarily forget that she was in prison.

But as she drifted off to sleep, all she could hear were the noises which had haunted her nightmares for weeks. The siren of the police car that took her away. The gavel of the judge slamming down after she learned her fate. And the banging of the two gunshots that had destroyed her life forever.