Whammer felt lost, and just plain tired of it all! He flicked his fingers causing tiny (sonic?) waves towards a small fuzz ball in the corner of his cell. Normally he was loud and annoying, and maybe that was his problem...
He looked at his large fists sighing, why was he given this power?
Another question was why did he think everything was wham?
The Whammer whammed a hole in the bars and poked his head through, "Hey, Mr. Goody two brains!" He shouted to the other cell, "What?" Came a muffled reply like the other prisoner had his mouth full, "I was just thinkin' wanna talk about somethin?" He decided to say it outright as was his usual way. But the other prisoner went quiet, "No offence *Gulp* ick! You're not the greatest conversationalist," The head of Doctor two brains poked out between the bars, "But..." Whammer didn't even have a reply, he knew that. He clamped his mouth shut, he was just turned down by WordGirl to be her new sidekick and then she ended up basically kicking him when she said he would never ever be that!
Whammer found it odd how almost all of the Villains seemed to secretly like WordGirl! Doctor Two Brains used to know her, (at least that was what he was told) and Butcher always found it safe to open up to her. Not to mention Chucky sandwich face! He closed his eyes trying to focus on what he had before this-
He grew up in a rich family, but his destructiveness made everyone around him afraid, his father gave up on wanting to make his son take the family business...
After that The Whammer decided he wasn't going to be anything like his parents! Seeing as they thought he was a lost cause anyways.
"But I have some free time," The Whammer just barely caught that, and he looked wide eyed at the thin white haired man, "Ok!" He shouted excitedly catching himself just before he almost shot Doctor Two Brains to the moon!
"What do you want to talk about?"