I sighed in annoyance.
I'm still in this blasted cell!
I'm bored, there's no cable T.V and worse…
…that blonde stud-muffin isn't in here to keep me company!
Damnit!
I've been in this hellhole for a grand total of two days. I'm losing my mind! This bossy little wretch named Seya has been in here all the time, questioning me about my Anzu! And then, the little hussy crossed the line.
She called my baby a tramp!
Speak of the bitch!
"Going to talk now?"
I sighed. "Alright, you caught me. I'll talk."
She leaned fore ward, a sneer on her face.
"I know that you're not calling my baby a tramp because don't think I didn't see you! Flirting shamelessly with that dumb tin can! You are doomed little girl! When my baby gets a hold of you, she's gonna kick your ass while singing Humpty Dumpty in seven different languages!"
Smackers!
My eyes rolled back in my head.
That little hussy just slapped me!
"Cat Fight!" I heard Big Jim call and all the other lobster inmates scrambled over to watch, bringing beach chairs and popcorn.
Snap!
Ha-ha! No chains can hold me! I'm a lawyer! I suck the blood of innocents and spew fire!
Bam!
Ha-ha! I'm whipping her ass!
Slam!
Oh! Yeah! I ripped a clump of hair out! This'll go straight to my trophy case!
"Holly! Help!"
"No way, I saw what happened with Amelda and Varon, you are so one your own!"
Rawr! Now to rip out that silicone in your hootters!
Zap!
Where the hell did she get that cattle prod! Now I'm gonna go Xena, Warrior Princess on your ass!
"Hey, what's going on?"
Was that brown haired idiot asking the lobsters?
"Cat fight!"
"Sweet!"
"Go get Dartz! He's got a video camera!"
(Right there, all you Fifilafemme)