Wow, this one's super short! But it'll be awesome because the boys are singing a Misfits song - 'Where Eagles Dare'. What an awesome song! Enjoy!:P
Yusuke's narrowed at the fat stupid cop in front of him. He gripped the bars of his jail cell, his temper rising.
"What did you call me?" He growled at the sheriff.
"I said," The sheriff got closer and whispered. "You son of a bitch."
Yusuke threw a punch at the sheriff, making him back off and hard alternative punk music play. Yusuke latched onto the bars of cell, shaking them wildly as he sang.
"We walk the streets at night, We go where eagles dare They pick up every movement They pick up every loser with jaded eyes and features You think they really care!"
Kuwabara, Hiei, and Kurama joined Yusuke, climbing the cell doors and shaking them as they sang along with him.
"I ain't no god damn son of a bitch, you better think about it baby! I ain't no god damn son of a bitch, you better think about baby hey!"
The sheriff stepped back into the middle of the room, looking at the four boys acting like stark raving lunatic monkeys, rattling the cell doors. They began to head bang and skank, slamming into the doors.
"An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal," Kuwabara sang. "Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands!"
"I ain't no god damn son of a bitch, you better think about it baby! I ain't no god damn son of a bitch, you better think about it baby!"
Hiei shook the cell door, banging his head against it when something fell in front of his foot. He stopped shaking and looked down to see a bolt – it had fallen out of the door. He smirked to himself and began rattling the doors in a fast, jerky movement as he sang.
"Let's test your threshold of pain Let's see how long you last That's happened in your rape On bosoms of your past," Nuts and bolts popped off in every direction from each cell door.
"With jaded eyes and features You think they really care Let's go where eagles dare We'll go where eagles dare!" Kurama sang, watching the bolts fly every which way.
Suddenly, the doors fell forward and slammed into the ground. The boys stared dumbfounded at the doors for a second before realizing that they were free. They jumped and rushed towards the exit. The sheriff tried to stop them, but they pushed past him, knocking him down.
"I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby, hey!"
They ran from the building, their feet pounding against the ground. A night wind blew past them, pulling at their clothes. They ran, laughing and wondering where the girls were.
