ELBOW

"Pull my elbow."

Ojiro shot his cellmate a withering glare. "This better not be some kind of prank."

"It's not, I swear!" Sero said. "I have a plan to get us out."

Ojiro whipped his tail over and snagged the corner of Sero's tape. As he pulled, it made a sound suspiciously like a fart.

"Dude, really?" Ojiro asked.

"Do you want to get out of this cell or not?"

"Fine, fine. Now what?"

"Stick the tape over my restraints."

Ojiro gaped at him. "Are you trying to get even more stuck?"

"Just hurry up and do it. I think I hear footsteps coming!"

Ojiro slapped the piece of tape over the metal cuff on Sero's arm. "Okay, now what?"

"Now peel it off."

"Like that's going to do anything." Ojiro yanked. Metal squealed as it tore where the tape had touched it. Ojiro held up the piece of tape coated in sheet metal with a befuddled expression.

"How?"

"What do you mean how? It's tape!"

"You know what? Never mind. Give me more of that."

An even greater flatulent sound came out as Ojiro rolled out a huge strip of tape. Ojiro sniffed and asked, "Did you actually fart?"

"I had a bean burrito, okay?"

Down the hall, a guard asked, "Did you just hear someone rip the biggest fart ever?"

His partner said, "Poor guy probably needs a change of pants."

The tortured scream of metal rang down the hall. The guard asked, "Did you just hear someone break out of their cell?"

"They're probably looking for some new pants."

The guards raised their guns, but Ojiro lunged at them with a strip of tape. Within short order, both guards were stripped of their armor and taped together.

"See, told you they were looking for new pants."

"Shut up Greg."

"Whoops," Sero said as he unrolled more tape. "Knew we were forgetting something."

"What are you - mmrph!"

"There!" Sero said as he taped over the other guard's mouth. "Now they can't call for help."

"Shouldn't we interrogate them first?" Ojiro asked. "We don't even know where everyone else is."

"Huh. Good point."

Sero ripped off the tape. The guard's lips came off with it. The guard screamed, and the lips, stuck to the tape, moved with his mouth.

"Quit being a baby, I'll tape it back on when we're done. So, where is everyone else?"

Once the guard gave them step by step directions on accessing the rest of the cell blocks, Sero slapped the tape back into place. The lips were twisted sideways.

"How are they ever going to get out of your tape?" Ojiro asked? "I think it would kill them to peel it off."

"Eh, they'll be fine. It wears off after a few hours." Sero's stomach grumbled noisily, and he staggered forward bow-legged. "Hold on, I need to ask them where the bathroom is."

The guards' eyes widened in fear as Sero staggered back towards them.

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A day late because my computer refused to cooperate. Even now, it's being stubborn.