Shot: This story has taken over my brain. It won't allow me to write anything else till I finish this one. Oh well, that means more updates for you. Enjoy chapter 3. If you want a disclaimer go read chapter 1. That is the one for the whole story.

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Klover walked out onto the stage in front of tons of male prisoners. Klover smiled and shouted, "And now gentleman, the keeper of the keys, the countess of the clink, the mistress of murderers row, Mama Shot Hunter."

A girl with short reddish blonde hair stepped into the room. She walked onto the stage and pushed her back a little bit. Klover handed her two dollars, while the girl handed her a brightly polished shamrock necklace. Klover walked off the stage. The girl walked to the middle, "I'm Mama Shot Hunter. No need to fear guys, cause like I always say," she began to sing, "Ask any of the guys in my pen, they'll tell you I'm the biggest mother hen. I love them all and all of them love me. Because the system works, the system called reciprocity."

Music starts to play as Mama walked through the crowd exchanging various items for money. She sings again, "Got a little motto, always sees me through. When you're good to Mama, Mama's good to you. There's a lot of favors, I'm prepared to do. You do one for Mama. She'll do one for you. They say that life is tit for tat and that's the way I live. So I deserve a lot of tat for what I've got to give. Don't you know that this hand washes that one too. When you're good to Mama, Mama's good to you."

She stops in front of Skittery, "So you're the new guy."

Skittery nodded, "Yes ma'am."

Shot gave him a little hug, "Now stop that ma'am stuff, you call me Mama just like everyone else."

Shot walks up to the front, singing, "If you want my gravy, pepper my Ragu. Spice it up for Mama, she'll get hot for you. When they pass that basket folks contribute to, you put in for Mama, she'll put out for you. The folks atop the ladder are the ones the world adores. So boost me up my ladder, kid. And I'll boost you up yours. Let's all stroke together like the Princeton crew, when you're stroking Mama, Mama's stroking you. So what's the one conclusion I can bring this number too. When you're good to Mama, Mama's good to you."

As the music ended shouts of "Yeah Mama, thanks Mama" were heard. Skittery looked around scared. Shot suddenly put on a face of disgust, "All right boys. If I call your name, you get to visit Ireland O'Reilly today. If not it's back to your cells, boys. Racetrack Higgins."

A pure Italian looking boy stood up with disinterest.

Shot yelled, "Line up at the door Higgins, you know the routine. Dutchy Moor."

A boy with glasses and blonde hair stood and walked to the door. He muttered to himself the whole time, "Not guilty, not guilty."

Shot rolled her eyes, "Yeah, Moor, not guilty. Just like all the others here. Bumlets Lucero."

A boy with black hair and obvious Spanish roots stood and walked to the door.

Shot laughed, "No comment today Bumlets, I'm surprised. Mush Meyers."

A boy with a smile on his tanned face stood and strolled to the door.

Shot smiled back, "Ever happy, huh Mush. Snoddy Monroe."

A brown-haired boy stood and wiped his nose on his sleeve before walking to the door.

Shot beamed as she read the last name, "David Jacob. Oh and you the new guy, Skittery Hart."

Skittery and David stood and walked to the door. David stopped in front of Shot, "Mama, here's $50, you gonna make that phone call for me."

Shot tucked the money into her pocket, "Of course, dear. What wouldn't I do for my favorite little killer? Spot Conlon will be on the phone and here talking to you as soon as I get the other $50."

David sighed, "Always looking for more money, huh Mama."

Shot smirked, "Well Spot Conlon is the best."

David moved past Shot and out the door. Skittery stood next to her, "Uh Mama."

Shot looked at Skittery, "Yeah, Skittery, what can I do for you?"

Skittery bit his lip, "Who's Spot Conlon?"

Shot chuckled, "Only the best lawyer you could have. For $150, I'll call him for you."

Skittery furrowed his brow, "But, I'll get the money Mama."

Shot pushed him along, "Good boy."

The seven men walked out of the room followed by Shot. They walked down the hall and into a huge room. Seven chairs sat in a circle. Each boy took one chair. Shot left the room saying, "Ireland will be here soon. Behave boys."

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Shot: Yay, go me. I love me in this. Ok, I just love the whole getting money thing. Ok enjoy and Ireland, I need you to send me what you look like so I can get the next chapter out ok. Bye now it's dinner time. Yummy turkey.

*Walks off singing "All That Jazz" again*