Disclaimer: I only borrowed the characters from Hamtaro. I stole the title from the movie Let's Go to Prison. XD But, fear not. I own neither original.

Chapter 6

All Sandy could see was a scowl from her adversary in the next cell when she looked up from braiding Bijou's baby doll fur.

"What was that again, Sparkle?" she asked innocently, trying not to laugh. The girl began to hum instead.

"Does a girl count?" Sparkle demandingly questioned.

Sandy had been thinking over it since the first time she'd asked, an decided to herself that yes, fornication with another female would count. But, since she had not achieved her part of the bet, and loathed to see someone else- especially the likes of Sparkle- win, she lied and answered quite simply:

"Nah, I totally don't think so. Like, good try, though." Smirk.

"UGH!" Sparkle threw herself on her cot and moped.

"Sorry, but, no penis, no deal," Sandy added. Bijou, who'd been sitting quietly this whole time in deep amusement, giggled.

Sparkle wasn't the only one having difficulties that morning.

While he was scaled the aisles again, Stan became even more desperate for an open shower. He hadn't taken one in days, fearing getting into another run-in with some thug once more. Despite the guards surrounding the area, he was still afraid. He had less than twenty minutes left of his morning free time so he had to move fast.

Finally, God had smiled upon him and there was an unoccupied stall. Even better, a young woman-ham had stepped out of it. Better still...

Candace had come out of the same one.

Drool poured from Stan's mouth as he became wide-eyed at seeing such a surprisingly heart-sinking wonder.

'Oh man! My (wet) dreams have finally come true...!' he squealed in his mind.

Boiiing!

Panda was sweating like a pig in his pawcuffs as he was lead through four different wards by a couple of guards. He wasn't even sure why- He hadn't done anything! Perhaps they had confused him with another inmate, as unlikely as that was.

A few more moments and a lot more panicking later, the door to the main office of that particular ward was opened from inside. Stepped aside another guard, who had Panda's escorts seat him. There was a lady his age a few chairs down, but he was more interested in the gaping dents on the desk in front of him. There was hesitation in his step as he was summoned elsewhere, behind the main door in the office.

"I understand you're good with your paws, boy." Panda gulped and nodded, smiling at the warden as he realized he was in no trouble, but rather had been called in for a favor. "Guess ya already saw the wreck one of the others made..."

"Yes." He sighed. Others. Panda and the other Ham-hams were cracked out to be no better than a grubby crook. A murderer, even.

"Think you could fix it?"

Panda's dark brown eyes twinkled once again. "I know I can fix it!"

"Good... Very good." The older man stroked his chin thumbing through Panda's tiny file. "You're not in here for much," he commented. "Tell you what. If you fix things up for us and promise not to steal anything, I'll have 'em take a year and a half off your time- with probation, of course."

Panda wore a shocked expression. This offer was almost too good to refuse! Had he come alone without the baggage of, or love for, his friends, he'd have taken it without thought. But, since they were here too, he thought about it a lot, irritating the warden. He would hope his pals would be happy for him and understand the circumstances, but what if they turned out hating him instead?He'd visit.

Before he could weigh the pros and cons and properly consider the consequences, the phone by the window rang, bringing Panda's eyes to where the sound came from. It was nice to see the outside again after a few weeks in such a bleak place. He didn't get any outside free time until next month. Maybe with this new "job", he could work out there more often. With this thought, he finally accepted.

"Alright, then. Step out there for a moment while I take this."

They shook on the deal and Panda's heart sunk a bit. He was led back out into the waiting area, where he stared at those intrusions on the desk blankly, with less enthusiasm this time. The red-headed girl nearby scooted down to the seat next to him and smiled timidly when she saw his frown.

"Good morrow to ye. I'd be Anna." She extended a paw to shake.

Panda glanced up. "Oh. Hi. Panda." He didn't shake. Just a moment ago, he shook and it had possibly ruined his life more than being in jail had.

"Hard time as a prisoner, aye?" She was obviously a new-comer looking for a veteran's advice and even though Panda wasn't what most would call an experienced criminal, it was clear to Anna by the weary look on his face that things were going to be rough.

Panda hummed out a sigh. "Yeah... Say, what are you in for?" He asked this without much interest, but enough to question because she looked too sweet to be a crook.

"Illegal immigration."

"Heh," Panda said, smiling weakly.

Pashmina's bored sigh almost had melody to it as she tapped her claws against the table hosting a study group. Since she was no longer in school and hadn't a clue about math, she had no idea why the guards gave her the job of tutoring these kids.

She had hoped to get a group Penelope and Cappy's age so that she could stay with them as she was told to do, but that was rather rare because they were so much younger than most inmates at the detention hall. Instead, she got stuck with a bunch of scary looking teenagers. They all kept staring at her.

Finally, the last pupil strutted in. He was a tall, scruffy-furred, beautiful boy who seemed to be quite apathetic by the blank- almost dopey expression on his face.

Pashmina smiled at him stiffly, welcomely. Her heart jumped.

"I take it you're the oldest here?" she peeped in curiosity for reasons beyond even herself.

"Ah, yup. Moving onto the big boys' jail in a few months even," he said gruffly.

"You mean, you're seventeen?" Pashmina inquired a bit too excitedly.

"Mmhm."

"Wow. You look a little young for your age..." she mused, batting her eyelashes without knowing it.

"Say, why aren't you at the prison instead of JV? You look way too old to be here."

Pashmina frowned but shook it off quickly. How could she possibly be angry with the boy when he had such handsome blue eyes?

"If you're saying I look mature, then thank you."

"Haha," he stiffly laughed. There was no response from the others. "You're pretty funny," the teenager stated dully, flipping his shaggy black hamhair. "My name's Geoff," he added.

'Geoff...' Pashmina smiled fondly at him, a small blush creeping on her face. 'What a cutie!'

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Well, here it is, after almost a year! Sorry, all. Been SUPER busy and well, I've had this written in my notebook since November, but since school came up and so forth, I didn't get to type it until now, after the holidays! Ugh! But, anyway, here's the new installment. Sorry it's not so interesting or all that long, but I promise next chapter will come much sooner and be much better!

This one is for all of you who have been so kind (and brave enough! lol) to review! And... Again, this one is for my number one fanfiction fan and friend, Hollywood Knight. Without him and his support or encouragement, I wouldn't be writing anymore, I bet. So... Thanks, HK. Thanks a lot! And I really hope you have a wonderful New Year! That goes for everyone!

So, thank you so much again, all! For taking time out of your day (and holidays nonetheless) to read my stuff. I truly appreciate it and I hope that all of your new year is filled with delight! Thanks for the patience and the support! Happy 2009! See y'all when I get back from my hiatus. Hopefully soon. ^^; Take care!!