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Blossom: Are you sure this is necessary?
Bubbles: Absolutely!
Bubbles was wearing big black Gucci glasses and she had blonde hair extensions in. It brought her mid back hair length down to her butt. She had used her makeup kit to draw on fake freckles. She looked like a shy librarian.
Bubbles: You don't want them to figure out who you are don't you?
Blossom: But do I have to cut my hair? I've been growing it out since I was created!
Buttercup: Blossom, this is all for the safety of Townsville. It'll grow back!
Buttercup hadn't done much to her hair except turn her bangs into side bangs and curl the edges of inward instead of outward. She wore Chocolate Brown eye contacts that made her tan skin blend in.
Bubbles: Come on, Blossom. For me? Please. (signature dimple smile)
Blossom: (sigh) Alright. Do it.
Bubbles let out an excited squeal and brought her scissors to Blossom's long strands. Snip Snip. Blossom winced with every snip. By the end, her hair was up to her shoulders and Bubbles had given her cute curls. Along with Hazel eye contacts and the replacement of her bow with a headband, Blossom looked the best in her new look.
Blossom: Wow...(when she saw herself in the mirror)
Bubbles: I know right! This has got to be my best work yet!
Blossom: No, I meant 'wow, I didn't know you would be cutting it so short.'
Bubbles: (exhale) Of course.
Buttercup: (shrugs) I like it.
Bubbles: Thanks, Buttercup. It's good to know SOMEone appreciates my handywork.
Blossom: It's not that I don't appreciate it. I love it!
Just then the door to the office opened and one of the male guards poked their head in.
Guard: Uh...the ruffs are arriving in 5 min, girls.
Blossom: Thank you, Carl. We'll be right there.
Carl blushed slightly when he heard her say his name. In preparation for working in the prison, Blossom made the decision to learn all the names of all the faculty members. Carl nodded and left.
All the guards stood armed, in a straight line in front of the entrance of the Prison. The white police van came in through the gates and parked right in front of them. The Chief ordered two male guards to unlock the doors, as to which they did. But as soon as the doors opened a inch, Butch burst through and immediately roundhouse kicked one guard and sucker punched another. At the same time the remaining guards aimed their guns, but the Chief ordered them not to shoot.
Chief: Hold your fire! Restrain him!
Carl: How the hell did he break the handcuffs!?
It took 4 male guards to restrain Butch and the whole time he was laughing hysterically. His awful deep voice sending chills down Lucy's spine, a female guard.
Butch: Ha ha ha! What took y'all so long?
Soon after, Boomer and Brick walked out of the van, also out of handcuffs.
Boomer: Woo! Fresh air!(stretches) I didn't want to say anything but it smelled like hand sanitizer in there! And not the good kind.
Brick: ...(glares at everyone)
Brick focused his icy stares to the Chief and she tenses up for a bit. Some guards murmured amongst themselves, at the sight of the boys. The Chief could tell already that some guards were afraid, she couldn't have that.
Chief: Boys...
Brick: (smirks) Sarah...
A gasp was a heard from the guards. NO one called the Chief by her first name. It was considered an extreme case of disrespect and the Chief dished out big punishments for anyone who did. Purposely and accidentally. Everyone held their breath as the Chief simply let out a deep sigh and order some guards to escort the boys into questioning.
As they were walking through the Prison hallways, other inmates looked on in fear or love. There was no inbetween.
Butch was still chuckling as he plopped down into a chair. Boomer lay flat on the table as Brick leaned against the wall, arms folded with the same mean smirk. Something about how they didn't even seem bothered by the idea of being there bothered the Chief. Like they thought they wouldn't be there long. Well not if the Chief had anything to do about it!
Chief: Listen here, you thugs! I won't be having any pranks or sexual activities or anything out of the ordinary in MY prison! Here, you listen to ME and My rules!
Boomer took in a breath to say something, but the Chief interrupted him.
Chief: No Boomer, You are not allowed to work in the kitchen! You won't be crafting anything with the utensils!
Boomer's jaw drops and he slowly lifts himself off the table.
Chief: Butch, you will be held in Solitary confinement, and you will only be in contact with one female guard.
Butch: FEmale guard? (lights up)
Chief: Don't get your hopes up, green boy. I assure you, you're flirting tactics won't work on this lady!
Butch: (smile never falters) Challenge accepted.
Chief: And Brick!
Brick raises an eyebrow.
Chief: You have to take private lessons with a anger management therapist-
Brick: No fucking way.
He didn't look angry but the Chief could tell he was close to breaking already.
Chief: Well it's then it's a good thing you don't have a choice.
Brick growled at her.
Chief: You have each been assigned with a special guard who will take you to and from places. Please welcome, Bliss, Blair and Bethany.
Blossom, Buttercup and Bubbles walked in the room.
Butch: Well, hello there!
The girls payed no attention to him or any of the guys. Just like how she expected. It sounded like she had finally gotten things under control. She felt like she had managed to restrict them. She was still the boss.
Chief: (smiles) Welcome to Townsville Prison, boys. Cuff em'
The girls each handcuffed their counterparts.
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