A/N: Hey world, SkatingDJ here!:) I apologize for not updating this in so many months! 5!? In fact, I really haven't been writing much at all:( School doesn't give me a break and my skating took a whole new turn (check out my profile for details). And I sincerely apologize to you, Theawesomest5. This story is from your request and I really should not have abandoned it for so long. And I know the whole Meeting this is a stretch but please just enjoy chapter 5:)

Chapter Summary: Next week rolls around and Flora has arranged a meeting with Emily, AKA Mother Nature. Things are starting to get serious and there's no time for bickering or games. Everything is put into motion and it's just a simple preparation for the most daring escape ever.

Chapter Rating/Warning: K+ (theme; general)

Pairing(s): Jack x Tiana (Tooth) & Red (OC) x Glimmer (OC)

Disclaimers: I own nothing except for my OC's

Enjoy!:)

Flora was forced to sit in a chair, her hands cuffed behind her back which were attached to the steel rungs on the chair. She growled at the guards as she slouched in her uncomfortable position. On the outside, she was still as gruff as ever, but on the inside, Flora was close to having a heart attack. (1) She was going to meet her godmother whom she and her sister hadn't seen for a year. She definitely wanted (but could not) to chew her ass out for that! (2) Was this plan going to even work? This was the very first step in their escape, and starting now, everything had to be accordingly. If this screwed up, it was over before it even began.

Flora understood the whole concept, but to be honest, the reality hadn't really sunk into her brain yet. After all, she was only fifteen and was still growing up and had an inexperienced mindset of the average fifteen year old girl. But she was more tough than any girl her age, because she wasn't normal, she wasn't average. She grew up on the streets selling drugs, forced to grow up too soon. Sometimes, Flora longed to be normal. To have a mother and father, go to school, have friends...

Flora was snapped out of her thoughts when a figure on the other side of table, on the other side of the glass, sat down.

It was her. It was Emily.

The speaker came on and announced that the two ladies only had ten minutes to talk.

At first, Flora didn't say anything. She didn't even breath.

Emily wore an evergreen coat over a black blouse and brown scarf. Accompanied with that was a black belt with a silver buckle, black leather pants, and black unlaced combat boots. It must have been Autumn. Emily also wore an expensive watch, and some silver rings on her long thin fingers over her pair of black leather gloves. Otherwise, she looked the same as ever; pale skin, thin red lips, long black hair, and an intimidating demeanor. Her eyes were covered by a pair of large black sunglasses and on her head was a large, floppy black sunhat. Probably items from her own clothing line, a cover-job.

Flora scoffed.

Hello. Flora began, only moving her lips but not using her voice.

If it was working, the guards should have picked up a "Hello." from the voice-over that Sandy had programmed into the control room. To keep the meeting in secret, Flora and Emily were going to have to only read lips. However, the guards couldn't suspect a thing, so their had to be an actual verbal conversation. Sandy was able to get his hands on a radio that he wired to signal to the control room while Glimmer would voice-over both her sister and her godmother (she could actually hit those two voices).

Emily had immediately picked up on what Flora was doing. After all, she had to be called in for an important reason. She guessed this conversation was 'hush hush'. Hello, Flora. What do you want? She said back with no voice.

"Hello, Flora. What do you want?" 'Emily's' voice said in the control room.

To get out of here, we need your help. Flora lipped.

"Just to speak with you, traitor."

Is that so? Emily's lips read.

"Traitor? What for?"

Yes, you owe me, my sister, and my friends an out since you abandoned us. Flora mouthed back with a sneer.

"I just wanted to talk to you after you abandoned us and forced us to live on the streets."

Nothing had happened so far, so the voice over in the control room should be working. Thank god, Sandy.

Very well. I'll help you, I have nothing to lose and I could care less. What do you need? Emily sighed.

"I'm sorry, I'm a very busy woman. Not to mention that my step-daughter is a criminal." Glimmer's voice-over said successfully in the control room.

We need you to send us some equipment to get out of here and give us a ride out of here on your boat south of here by the docks. Flora lip-synced.

"Where the hell were you to raise me and my sister properly? You left us alone and we had no choice! I turned to drugs and my sister turned into a prostitute!" Glimmer's voice-over said.

Flora and Glimmer had come to an agreement that the conversation should be an argument since it would be more realistic. And it was entertaining the guards so they wouldn't focus too much on the women, just the conversation.

Emily verbally went "ugh." Fine. I don't have much to spare you though, nothing fancy, just something to get you out. How about that? I'll hire one of my agents to send all the equipment to you privately.

"Ugh." "I was working to get money for you two girls! My job isn't easy, I simply don't have time! Many children have to go through this. I'm truly sorry, but you didn't have to become a drug dealer!"

Thanks, will you be able to pick us up by boat near the docks south of here?

"I don't care! It's all your fault! I had to support myself and my sister!"

That's fine. When were you going to escape?

"Why did you even want to meet me!?"

A week after you send the supplies.

"Just to get the message across."

Alright, I'll have them sent to you tomorrow.

"Whatever. I'm out of here."

Thanks, Emily.

"Leave then!"

Goodbye, Flora. And I am truly sorry.

"Fine! I leave you here to rot!"

Their time was up. Emily was escorted out of the Camp and Flora was escorted back to her cell, but not before giving each other one final glance. It had successfully worked! Flora actually couldn't believe it! They had gotten away with it! And she was more than happy that Emily had decided to help them. (She knew Emily wouldn't say no or back out at this point since she wasn't that kind of person.) As Flora was escorted back to her cell, she caught the eyes of the gang's and knew that they were in business.

Before the Meeting-

"Where the hell did you find a radio?"

"From the prisoner cell next to Glimmer's and Red's. Apparently he had a radio on him and the guards found out and immediately sentenced him to death since radios are an excellent replacement for walkie-talkies."

"So, the dude's dead?"

"Yep, dude's dead. Long dead."

Jack gulped.

"Sandy managed to smuggle the radio, just in case if he needed it for something, like now!"

"Great... but, how's this going to actually work the way we need it to? Flora is already being escorted to the room!" Jack said in a panicked voice.

"Chill, Frost Boy." Tiana replied, who had been answering his questions the entire time. "Glimmer has it under control. She can actually hit Emily's and Flora's voice quite well." Tiana said reluctantly, hating to compliment her nemesis. "She will talk as the conversation and Flora and Emily will just read lips."

"Impressive!" Jack complimented.

Somehow, the batteries in the darn thing had managed to still retain some juice, just enough to live for ten minutes or so. Sandy had wired the electronic to create a specific signal to the control room that blocked the incoming microphone in the Meeting Room and instead re-directed it to the very radio. Nobody knew how on earth Sandy did it with just a mere radio.

That's when precisely two thoughts hit Jack.

"But why do we have to get Emily to do this for us? Why does she have to be the one to break down all the security to get us out? Why can't we?"

Red answered for him, "Sandy can manage hacking into the control room just for this situation without getting caught, even this is risky. Nobody and nothing can hack into the control room to shut down all security and power, from the inside of the Camp at least. Someone from the outside has to do it."

Jack swore that this was the first time Red actually said something to him that wasn't offensive towards him.

"-You should know that."

Jack took that back in a heartbeat.

"One more thing," Jack asked.

"Sure." Tiana replied.

"What about the cameras in our cells right this very second? Aren't we totally busted right now?" Jack said nervously as he hesitantly pointed at the many cameras that did a lousy hiding job in each of their cells.

Tiana patted Jack on the back. "Not to worry, Jack. You know where Sandy kept all his useful secret stash of tools?" Jack nodded (Sandy had shown him this before this event occurred), "Well, he had these cool chip slide-thingies in the stash that are able to be inserted onto security cameras that are able to program a picture of a past recording. Pretty sweet, huh?"

"So right now, we all look totally normal on the cameras?" Jack asked with a hint of amusement.

Sandy gave Jack a thumbs up in response.

"Awesome." Jack drawled.

"Guys, shut up!" Glimmer hissed suddenly as Sandy pressed his index finger to his lips.

Her voice keying the exact tone of Flora and Emily and timing it just perfectly, Glimmer impressively handled the conversation while the rest of the gang stood to the side holding their breaths, fearing that even breathing would be picked up on the signal. They just waited to see if Glimmer would finish without an error, or if they would be awaiting their deaths in at least five minutes.

After ten minutes, nothing happened; everything had gone according to plan. Phase One was successfully complete, their road for escape was being paved nicely. Glimmer turned off the radio and smashed it into nuts and bolts immediately afterwards so that if the guards did pick anything up, they wouldn't be able to trace the source. Sandy then scoured the grimy floor for the damaged pieces, just for reserves and emergencies.

The five of them wanted to laugh and smile but they kept their casual cool as they retreated back to their original places (and as Sandy took the chips off of the cameras) just before the guards escorting Flora had opened the door to their department.

Exactly one week later, a large box was delivered to Flora's cell door. Leave it to Emily to get it past security. Sandy inserted the chips into the cameras once more before Flora began treasure hunting through the mail.

In the box was just a bunch of clothes. While this was very uncommon and the prison did have a dress code of jumpers, Emily knew the guards would simply figure that a ship of clothes was harmless. Of course, a bunch of black clothes would look suspicious. So, being the clever fashion designer she was, she designed the clothes to be a little trick. It was simple really, have normal colored clothes on the outside, but they were meant to be worn inside out which was all black. Anybody could figure that out, but those silly guards have been cooped up in steel rooms for way to long. Their brain cells were fried a long time ago.

But clothes alone were certainly not going to get them through! The weapons? Well, there is one major thing the guards overlook: the Box itself. While they're so busy checking out what's inside, what about the box? It never gets any attention, and that's how it should be! Perfectly stowed away in the box were six loaded guns. Professional ones too. Five bullets a second, crazy power and speed, and lots of firearm. There was also a special chip sewn under the cardboard that when the package went through the metal detector, none of the alarms would go off. The box was full-proof.

Also, she had cleverly hidden a note inside one of the guns:

To the Spring Spirit of the Seasonal Siblings,

This should be enough to get out.

I will be waiting at The Guantanamo Southern Docks at 12:00 midnight this Thursday morning. I advise you to leave by 11:00 Wednesday night. It should give you enough time to escape the camp and make it through the forest.

You have three days to get ready. I can shut down all security systems: lights, cameras, electric fences, mines, etc. All you need to do is get past the guards as quietly as possible, only kill if necessary. Make no mess, no traces. Get rid of everything.

Take this note with you, there is a map of the entire Camp on the back. I've drawn out a course and pinpointed exactly where I'll meet you.

Good Luck. I'll see you,

Mother Nature

Emily could take care of the rest. But it was the gang's job to make it to the deck

Flora passed the garments of clothing and a single gun to each of her cellmates who checked each product out before stowing them away underneath their mattress'.

For the next three days at lunch, the gang of six would map out their plan for their escape. While it was dangerous, the theory and plan was simple.

There was nothing to do but act normal and wait for seventy-two hours.

Nobody suspected a thing, they were in the clear to freedom.

Well that was shit.

I'm sorry for the painfully dull and somewhat long chapter, but it needed to get done:/ Kinda filler, but necessary. And I know that radio that was bullshit. But hey, a chapter is a chapter I guess. I'm so, so sorry for keeping you waiting, but please know that I have been very busy and I sincerely hope this will never happen again. Please review as it keeps me around and have a nice day!:) Peace!

-SkatingDJ