Tom was crammed into the back seat of the police car and they started their way down to the station.
Tom was used to being treated like this by now and just stared out the window. Tom learned forward to talk to the officer, "hey… can I turn on the siren?" The officer looked over his shoulder and then went back to driving. Tom leaned in more, "Common?"
"Don't make me get the tazer, kid!"
"Easy, easy." Tom fell back into his seat. 10 minutes later he began to get restless again.
"I'm hungrrrrrrrrrrry!"
"Quiet back there."
Again Tom got bored, "Are we there yet?... Are we there yet?... Are we there yet?"
"SHUT THE HELL UP! And yes. We are."
They rolled up to the police station and Tom was shoved out of the car. He walked inside and was led to his sell. He was assured someone would be back in a little while to get his information.
Normally, by this time he would have already had had a plan to break out, but this time he didn't have his partner in crime. He sat back and tried to keep his mind off of boredom. As soon as he reached the point between consciousness and dreaming, the cell door swung open.
"Mr. Sawyer. Tom Sawyer?" He opened his eyes and stood up.
"That would be me. Secret Agen—"
"Yes, can you fill this out?" he shoved the clip board into Tom's hands.
"So when will I get out?"
"HeHe. Funny kid. You have to get your punishment in a fair trial first, and that may not be for another 3 days. From what it says you did here, you shouldn't be thinking about going back to high school anytime soon. You should start getting ready for college and the real world, boy. "
"I'M 23! And for what? I didn't do anything!"
"That's what they all say. Now, fill out the papers and call me over when you're done."
Tom started filling out the papers. Name, that was easy, date of birth that was easy too. Now here's the part that wasn't easy. #23, 'How many weapons do you/have owned in the last year?' He stared at the page with wide eyes. Finally he put the pen to paper and wrote a side ways '8' to symbolize the infinite sign.
"There we go."
He finished up and then handed it in. This reminded him of when he heard of kids taking tests. He never actually experienced it first hand for he always played hooky and never actually got an education.
Now it was time for Tom to relax because he literally had nothing else better to do. He soon fell asleep and was having a wonderful dream about Matilda and ponies. Unfortunately, his fantasy dream land was soon crushed.
He was woken by the screeching noise of the prison door opening and when he saw who walked in, his heat sunk and his eyes widened.
"Oh Snap." OO