Let's get Bi-polar again and switch from Humor to Angst/Hurt/Comfort!
Enjoy!
It had been two hours since his departure from the city of Bern all the way to Wiltzwil.
It was dark and hot.
Robin felt like he was caged into a gestation crate with no ability to move around.
As static as he stayed, with the accompany of a blind fold hindering his vision and several ropes cuffing his wrists behind his back, his mind fearfully pictured an island in the middle of a blue bay. A large white building with an intimidating facade was seen glaring directly at him. Once plastered and painted white, was now hauntingly dull and gray with age and corruption. A watch tower was perched on top of the building, searching for any possible escapees. The impression that this environment was less hospitable and more menacing. Robin looked behind him and saw a long sturdy bridge that led back to Virginia Beach. Although it was considered a powerful structure by many Aquilians, it was a symbol of freedom spelled to Robin.
Shuddering at the hideous imagery, Robin felt his heart leap out of his chest once he felt the van halt to a harsh stop.
With his ears catching the sound of the front doors opening and the gruff voices of the SWAT guards, Robin kept his cool as his teeth gripped for dear life against the rope bound around his mouth while tears leaked from his almond eyes.
Oh Naga, this can't be happening to me! Please keep me safe from these wretched SWAT hogs!
Creating soft muffling sounds, doors whipped open to greet him with two SWAT guards, Dario Rauch and Niklas Fuchs, their smirking looks bringing up a fake sympathy for their prey.
"Aw, look at him, he's crying." Niklas snickered as Dario held out a hand for silence.
"Before we take him in, I want a small private talk with you, foxy boy." Dario sneered as Niklas yelped in alarm from the hard tug on his shoulder sleeve and brought him facing the endless view of green stretched miles and miles away. "There was a call from one of his friends. We recorded the whole conversation. Did you fake yourself as Levin Blum?"
Niklas hesitated, eyeing a roped up Robin watching from the distance, his muffles through the rope loud enough to catch Mr. Fuchs's attention. "I-I-yes, Dario. I did."
Niklas's heart beat anxiously as he was faced more skeptic clues from his SWAT partner.
"And did you mention anything about this party of theirs and a game of Scrabble instead of telling them where their friend is going to?" Dario's glare caught Niklas to splutter in difficulty, "I-yes, I did!"
Eyes snapped shut, Niklas braced himself for the Midnight game.
"Alright stay there." Dario whipped out his gun and took an equal amount of 5 steps away from his partner. "I want you to approach me in steps, Niklas. Everytime I call out the clock's time, I want you to step forward towards me."
With Dario's back facing a trembling Niklas, fox boy glanced towards Robin who kept his eyes shut from the watching the harsh SWAT punishment.
"Mr. Fuchs! Are you ready?" Dario impatiently called, Niklas snapped to attention with a few tears, "Yes sir!"
"Good. 11:50."
Niklas whimpered, slowly taking one step forward.
"11:51"
Two.
"11:52"
Three.
"11:53"
Four.
"11:54"
Five.
"11:55"
Six.
"11:56"
Seven
"11:57"
Eight.
"11:58"
Nine.
"11:59"
Dario smirked as he glanced behind him to see a scared to death Niklas, a SWAT coward who just wanted to complete his duties without creating a mistake on purpose.
Ten.
"P-p-please. Spare my life Dario! I honestly didn't mean to-"
"MIDNIGHT!" Whipping around with a roar, Mr. Rauch pulled the trigger, Niklas's unfinished quote left him motionless on the grass followed by splays of blood trickling the blades of green.
Robin kept his cool, a single sound of a gunshot and a traumatic scream was just enough for him.
Clicking the gun to reset, Dario approached Niklas with a hateful smirk. Pulling out a walkie talkie, he instructed the staff to take the body away.
Was it rightful for Bern's guards to do such a thing against their own people working in the same field as them!?
Robin swallowed with a shaky sigh as he was prepared to get escorted by Dario in the building.
"Get up, snow rat. It's time to bring you to our cheif." Dario ordered, a soft kick to his legs got Robin staggering forward with balance.
Nodding weakly, his brown eyes pictured the prison to be more modern and green other than the hideous dull building he pictured earlier.
It was the opposite.
White lined with blue running across the lower frame of the roof, and shaped into a square barbed with many spiked fences guarding the outskirts of Wiltzwil.
A lingering smell of agriculture swayed from the east, several wooden sheds framed with steel stood next to the buildings that held all of the cells, a loud neigh echoed from the wooden structure and rippled across the outstretched green plains.
Robin wondered why they would hold animals as prisoners seeing that horses were too silly to lock them behind bars.
"Here." Dario opened the creaking black gate that slid to the left, allowing them entry granted from a nod by another guard.
Robin almost tripped but maintained to gain his walking momentum when he saw his beloved white minivan being inspected by the staff, torches in one hand while aggressively throwing out the contents it held, assuming it was vandalized from various locations.
It was a huge blessing to Naga that the rear storage compartment underneath the trunk contained his Levin sword, elemental tomes, and the Galaxy Glider Hydroplane Wings glinting in luck.
That was until they found the red duffel bag.
Don't you dare take it away.
"I hate to see my prey standing still! C'mon!" Dario barked, Robin obliged with a broken heart and tears, leading him inside one of the buildings that were supposedly the prison cells.
Feeling cold and musty by the appearance and atmosphere of his surroundings; prison cells packed with individuals behind stiff, restrictive bars. While some minded their own business and ignored the unfortunate newcomer, others hopelessly watched the vicious, merciless sheepdogs herd their victim. Looking at the innocent appearance of Robin, they thought to themselves, "How tragic... He is probably another forgotten orphan they picked up from the streets."
Still, the iron bars that confined them and the presence of harsh authority did not prevent a few to warn Robin.
"Hey, kid!" one of the prisoners yelled as he slammed onto the bars to get the tactician's attention. Robin flinched and looked at the deranged stranger. "You can still escape! This is your last chance! C'mon!"
The workers Dario, Lugano Scherrer, and Xherdan Kramer paused in their path and sternly glared at the individual, who continued to scream at Robin. Still bounded by handcuffs, Robin could only frightfully watch. Judging by the tone of the man's voice, this was a place he should not be in!
"Listen to him!" With a small gasp, Robin looked behind him and spotted a few women, men, and even teenagers close to his age beginning to cry to him. The first man's warning was a fuse that set off an explosive bomb that tried to warn Robin of the incoming disaster. "You're not locked behind bars like us! Run if you still can!"
Robin looked at the shackles around his ankles. Although he could still walk, he probably could not cover so much distance in a short amount of time.
"What are you just standing there?! Do something!"
Gathering his courage, Robin finally made his decision. A strange, animal-like fury in his blood known as adrenaline began to boil in his veins as his heart began to pump the liquid throughout his body. Eying Lugano's firm yet slightly loose grip on his handcuffs, Robin suddenly pulled away and slammed Lugano's thin ribs with his elbow.
"Yoow!" Lugano exclaimed.
"What the—" Dario and Xherdan looked at the startled SWAT guard as Robin began to scurry away as fast as he could. Due to the cuffs that restrained his ankles, Robin knew that one abrupt, large step could send him tumbling onto the ground.
"Get that boy!" Dario exclaimed as he and his coworkers began to chase Robin.
Robin's heart rate and breathing rate began to increase as he heard loud footsteps creating behind him. Darn those annoying cuffs! If it were not for them, he could run faster without the risk of tripping. Robin looked behind his shoulder to see how far his captors were.
BUMP!
"Ahh!" Robin cried out as he fell onto the cold, flat ground. While running, he suddenly collided with something, or someone.
When Robin looked up, he came face-to-face with one of the scariest people he had ever seen. The person he bumped into was an elderly man at the age of... seventy? Eighty? Maybe a century or two? He had dark skin that had a hue of white and winkles from aging and work. At first glance, Robin thought that he needed to go outside and get some fresh air more often. His hair was neatly combed, nearly matching the style of the expensive, dark green overcoat, purple dress shirt, and shiny, black shoes that adorned his body. This expressed his high, mighty status. His eyes, a merciless hazel, glared directly into Robin's almond eyes.
Upon inspecting Robin, Xherdan Kramer began to recognize several physical appearance of the tactician. He recognized the fearful, almond-shaped brown eyes that gazed fearfully at him, the round cheekbones that gave Robin his youthful appearance, and the hue of the snow white hair that fell over his eyes. The final touch was Robin dressed in the infamous black and white clothing, which made him look nearly exactly like him. The only large difference was Robin was in pure shock and horror when he "first" saw him. When hesaw him, he was in pure hatred and fury.
"You must be our newest newcomer." Xherdan spoke creepily calmly to Robin.
Before Robin could reply, Lugano suddenly came over, grabbed Robin by one of his wrists, and pulled him up onto his feet. Robin yelped as his face turned pink, probably from embarrassment for being captured the first time.
"Nrgh." Robin gritted his teeth in pain around the rough fabric stinging his tongue as he was led to a chair on the left side of the examination table while Xherdan was seated on the right, his cold hazel eyes studying the ever frightened prey of his.
"Robin Delahaye, a married Ylissean working two lower waged jobs, was claimed to be guilty according to Berner rulers, Desmond and Zephiel, that on April 23rd 2016 at precisely 1:30 pm, there was a reported theft of money stolen from all cash registers at the grocery store of Migros on Allschwillerstrasse, Ylisse-stadt, AJRA. Do you know anything of this?"
Robin hesitated and chose his words carefully. But amnesia kicked in again for another blame on himself through getting the guards deceived.
"No." he growled like a rabid dog, saliva free falling down his chin. Continuing to create angry muffles through the rope, his brown eyes glared with enmity at the prison staff.
Xherdan nodded, holding up a hand for his co-workers to keep poor Robin still seated for another review on his crimes.
"I received news from the local Bionisan news stations that a white minivan was stolen from Ylisse and parked in the fields of Eggraben Bionis before it disappeared south into AJRA. Any re-calls?"
Again amnesia kicked in and Robin wanted to pull on his own hair like a mad tactician who clearly didn't need to receive more torturous questions from their grotesque looking chief.
"Fine. I admit with myself stealing the Touran but the whole fiasco with money from Migros. That was none of my doing."
SLAP!
Whimpering in pain while feeling his cheek reddening in heat, Robin choked out a few sobs as Dario and Lugano held him back up forcefully on the chair, Xherdan slamming his fists against the poor table, "If you don't re-call anything of your sly acts of crimes you just committed, then what is this!"
Brown eyes widened in fear as Robin was harshly pulled from his chair and was thrown against the bleak rusted walls of the session room.
Crying out in pain, the tactician was defenseless without his Levin sword and elemental tomes.
"C'mere boy!" Dario yelled as he kicked the tactician in the stomach, making him wobble over by standing up again until the moment of truth struck upon his beating heart.
It was all too sudden.
Then voices...
"Robin, the chicken never gives up. Fight back!"
Ike.
"A tactician always foresights his enemy's attacks."
Marth.
"Read your enemy before he strikes."
Reflet.
"Always be wise as an owl and aggressive as a griffin. Hope never dies out."
Lucina.
"Don't let your enemies stand where they are. You've got wings of glory, Rob!"
Pit.
"You should really feel your enemies right now. Don't give up Rob. Teach them a lesson with Thoron!"
Shulk.
"Babe, we've all been lazy in the past but it's the present, just fight back with what you've got!"
Cia.
"Robbie, I have hope in you! You can do it in the name of Naga!"
Douche.
Stunned at the sudden hit, the voices to the AweSomE cast did not help at all. Robin wished his friends were here right now to help him escape this whole madness.
DDS was another option but seeing that was a failure considering his weapons were hidden in the rear trunk of his Touran, Robin could only scream and sob in pain.
In the milli-second of hesitation where he decided whether he had bit hard enough or to continue the dirty deed, Xherdan wheeled him around, one hand yanking down on his bottom jaw, the other pulling up on the top. Robin's eyes leaked more tears as pain exploded through his mouth. He would have been screaming from the pain in his back but only the edges of the circle of burnt skin could feel anything. Jaw nearly popping at the seams, Robin thrashed, trying desperately to kick at his attacker but weeks without proper nourishment left him unable to land a hit.
"We'll teach him a lesson. One that he will always remember in his amnesiac mind!" Xherdan then snatched the handle to the red duffel bag and slammed it hard against Robin's back who was pushed into the wall until...
CRACK!
An ear-splitting crack echoed throughout room as a metal rod was clanged against the flat ground.
Robin, breathing in fear, while hands still latched beside his head, the broken feather fell limp in the elder's hold.
"Get this rat into cell 37 along with that Ylissean prisoner as his cellmate." Xherdan sneered, grabbing the assaulted bag and walking away to his office.
"Yes sir." Dario and Lugano nodded, picking up the abused tactician and started escorting him to the assigned cell with the help of a wheelchair.
Robin, still shocked by the harsh torture, took his time to recover from his paralyzed state but to no avail it did some good.
"I don't want to see any cuddling or fights between you two!" Dario yelled as he locked the creaking gate and briskly walked away with a glare.
His mind felt hazy.
It was too difficult for him to tell where he was.
At least the absence of ropes got him the ability to move around in his cell although the short interview ended into a horrifying cracked torture by the "cheif".
Robin almost wanted to chuckle at the thought of the word "chief". Even in the Old and New Generation, the word "chief" was used for a lead Risen who ran a bunch of Risen armies under the control of the Grimleals. They had the ability to imitate the speech of a human, walked in a zombie fashion, and had the ability to teleport at all times.
With his beating ears sensing another shuffle of footsteps walking around his cell, Robin must've guessed he was not alone forever.
"Bubbles, sitting there like a dead roach won't help you out at all. It's been weeks since I finally can talk to a cell mate of mine! Geez, that Mr. know-it-all- guard always pisses me off whenever I try to talk to him out of the blue. Ya followin me here?" the guy sat down next to him, sliding towards him just to act concerned. In reality, he was slightly fond of fluffing with other males and always loved candy.
Even now.
A pair of lollipops were stashed in the pocket of his orange uniform, the tip of the stick peeking out of the open hole.
Then it hit Robin.
As a long time college roommate and Shepherd friend, the candy must have given out the hint to his fluffy and sweet personality.
"Gaius?" Robin squinted his eyes as if he knew him for a long time. "How did you end up in here?"
"You finally know my secret. Bubbles, turn that question around. How did you end up in here, more like it?" Gaius un-wrapped a sucker and stuck it into his mouth, the hard candy colliding against his strong teeth.
"Long story. Don't ask." Robin sighed, almond eyes staring into the dull gray ground.
"Don't mind if it's long, Bubbles. Let's exchange our horrible acts. C'mon. You first." Gaius gave out a pat on the back, encouraging him to spit out his friend's experience of committing a crime.
The tactician impatiently sighed, "Fine. I stole money from a grocery store. Happy?"
"Dude, that's pretty lame. Mine was much worse but the blame was thrown on my face according to their perspective." Gaius pointed towards the door that led to Xherdan's office, Robin assumed the red duffel bag was held there from any prisoner's attempt to loot the jackpot. "It all started during that stupid night of a Shepherd's party near the Spalentor. I dunno where you have been to, Bubbles but it ended in a disaster. One of your Newfoundies, Morgan broke loose from it's tied up leash to a hooked corner of the Tor, he suddenly barked at me and Libra for cuddling again. I was like 'Padre please-"
Robin chuckled at the name.
"- He's actually enjoying our moment of love.' The other shepherds were busy either talking, drinking, dancing, whatever hunky dory they were doing, when all of sudden, this shot came out of nowhere, alerting us to break the party apart and watch whoever that dude was up to. Me and Libra teamed up to run beyond the hedges and find out who that crazy dude rang out some shots aimed at us."
"Let me guess, Plegian bandit?"
"Could be, but let me finish right here. He was hard to figure out who this guy was, but then a flash of red and blue came wailing towards us. The dude alerted himself, dropped the gun, and scampered away like a mouse in it's hiding hole."
"Hiding hole?"
"Bubbles, what else should I say? Anyway, it was my mistake to pick that modernized weapon up and curiously inspect it from every side."
"Did you get caught? I might have to guess that this was your first time here like me."
"Seriously Bubbles? Your first time, here? Me? 10th time." Gaius laughed after he showed his straightened fingers on both of his hands.
Robin was slightly surprised towards his college roommate graduated from Uni to master in the arts of crimes.
Even for Robin, he had constantly dreamt of getting a degree in History to teach a secondary level education as a History teacher but since they both turned out to be failures, it was seemingly impossible for both of them to climb back up to where they had started.
He always wondered how Blue had a lazy success into working all three jobs. Current ruler of Ylisse, point guard for the BC Bären basketball team Ylisse, and CEO of the metal sheet contractor company, Chrom-line AG in Wikon, Hoshido.
Robin sighed and covered his face with his hands, moaning in grief.
Gaius, noticing his friend's loss of a crime success, tilted his head like a confused puppy and started comforting him. "Hey, Bubbles. Don't cry. At least they took my Lexibook away when I wanted to ask them if I could play it but they sadly said no. Those pesky bugs!"
Robin shook his head with sniffles, Gaius tried a different approach, "Look, remember Knights vs Dragons?That Fire Emblem rip off game where we protected the capital of Delyra from the evil Gudorans in the continent of America? We hailed the holy flames of Solaris just to beat that wretched electric shadow dragon Garuga all thanks to Sokara's blade, Ragnarok? C'mon! That was the most rated game on the Lexibook and you loved it!"
Still, Robin was in no mood to talk about their fun Uni nights. A strange feeling of pain lamented from his back but the tactician held it in. Everytime he slept on the uncomfortable cots of the cell, switching positions was a pain in the back since his spine had a possible crack, the A1 bone twisted to the right, causing the spinal nerves to send out false signals to another part of his body, causing a sting of pain to take over.
Gaius didn't give up. He produced a beaten up trading card from his pocket and held it out for Rob to see. "See this? It's your griffin dragon Chaotic creature, Aokua. Look at how much stats it's gained! It even obtained a new Mugic! Song of Future Sight! Crazy huh?"
The more he heard this, the more he wanted to wail in agony at his failures, possibly catching Dario's attention to bang on the iron bars as a warning with a yell of "Keep it quiet in there!"
But instead, Robin learned to control his temper and lightly snorted in annoyance, "Gaius, that's enough. I have already seen the outside world, yet I have failed my success. There's nothing we can do now."
Gaius smirked and stood up, obviously coming up with an escape plan, "But Bubbles, there's something called freedom and almost everyone in here is striving for that thing. Just cool off with your worries and act smart, just like what you did in Migros or wherever you stole that money."
Robin looked up, his ears slowly accepting his ex-college roommate's words of advice.
Sighing inwardly, the tactician stood up in difficulty and shook Gaius's hand in agreement, "Thanks Gaius. You just made my day."
"That's what I wanna see Bubbles! You go boy!" Gaius laughed too loudly for Lugano stride in and bark an order at them while unlocking their cell.
Gaius gasped, "Are you setting us free?"
A bat to the head got his mouth shut, "Idiots, we're employing you guys to some work. After that, you're busy with dinner at the cafeteria then lights out."
Gaius nursed his head while Robin shamelessly stared down at the floor while following Lugano towards the wooden sheds, the smell of hay and manure already tickling Gaius's noise into a incredous complaint.
"Just what kind of a prison is this?" the Thief asked once they got past the entrance to the shed, both of them wanting to puke in disgust at the sight of endless pink blobs wading in a sea of hay and manure.
"Clean the stall, then clean the meat. Here get to work." Lugano handed them two shovels and walked away, nodding to another guard to watch over their progress.
Robin sighed and truthfully didn't mind farm work since this reminded him of Donnel and Mordecai so much, the tactician started to make friendly gestures to move the hogs aside and started scooping up the dirt.
Gaius in the other hand, ignored the Lugano's instructions and kneeled down to coo with the cute pigs that oinked every 5 seconds.
The guard, supervising their work, threw a stone towards Gaius as a warning with a yell. "Hey! Get back to work!"
"Alright! Alright!" the Thief replied in annoyance, scooping his side of the pen.
15 minutes later and they were drenched in sweat due to the sun's rays burning through the wood.
The guard came in with squinting eyes and inspected the fresh hay taking up every perimeter of the pen before the pigs were released again back inside.
"Damn, I need to re-fuel my health bar." Gaius moaned as he took out a Peppermint lollipop, un-wrapped the sucker and began draining the flavour around his mouth.
Offering some to the tactician, Robin politely declined as they followed the guard across the square shaped courtyard, the gap between the buildings easily viewable to many parked farm tractors and endless stacks of fresh hay ported from the fields of Gwatt.
Gaius swatted a fly away from his face as the guard halted infront of a metal door, "This is the place where we clean off chickens freshly butchered from the other side. If there is a problem between you two, I'd have to send you to Xherdan's office for a serious talk."
He then noticed Gaius giggling like a small child as if this was Matura Schule (high school), "As for you thief of Ylisse, we need to see what we can do for you! As for now, enjoy yourself skinning chickens apart until dinner arrives. Get to work!"
The guard left the two with grunt of annoyance.
Feeling cold, Robin felt like he was working in a science lab. All of the tables were metal supported on wheels along with endless basins and buckets filled with chicken meat to be skinned.
A big blue trash can was set to the corner of the room to hold any unwanted parts that was supposed to be disposed off.
Approaching the tables, Gaius meekly held up the latex rubber gloves in confusion, "Dude I could use this for a new condom! What do ya think Bubbles?"
"Gaius please. No more perverted jokes. Just get to work." Robin sighed while wearing the rubber gloves and grabbed the first batch of meat and a knife, clearly listening to the guard's orders unlike Gaius who started whacking the knife around in non-existent wind.
The blue trash can started piling up in heaps of battered skin and fat, the boys pretty much got to a tiring finish after the amount of meat they skinned and settled all of the good parts in the bucket.
They were not skilled butchers like the ones from the Old generation, but they at least got the job done under the satisfied guard who patted Robin on the back unlike Gaius who didn't receive any due to his childish acts of horsing around.
With their rubber gloves disposed, the guard led them to the cafeteria, boisterous with every prisoner who were forced to stay.
Leading them to table ten after getting their trays filled with food and a milk carton, the guard nodded in farewell as Robin and Gaius began eating in silence.
Gaius broke the silence as Robin chewed on his sandwich slowly, eager to finish his friend's mashed potatoes and peas after the Thief's loss of appetite, "So, here's the plan Bubbles."
"I arrive the first day and you've got a plan stuck in your very clever mind. Why didn't you escape before I arrived?" Robin shook his head as he scooped the peas from Gaius's tray to his.
"Well, the guards put so much pressure of hate on me, it's unbelievable to see why the prison wants to keep me as a famous star of theirs. Let's just call it bad luck and it's not gonna happen this time." Gaius bobbed an apple between his hands until it was hit by a speeding Banana from table 5.
"Alright. Who the hell did that!?" Gaius whipped around, demanding to know one of his rivals.
"Candy boy there wants to play the guessing game!" one of his rivals laughed as table 5 followed after until the whole cafeteria spotted attention towards the only star.
"Gaius!" Robin hissed, glancing cautiously around to see if the guards would blame some other prisoners to start this fight. "What about the plan!?"
But his friend ignored him for he was too busy throwing words of hate towards the other prisoners, "Oh you want it like that? I'll show you my version of the guessing game!"
About to pull out a silver dagger from a secret made pocket, one of the guards rushed in and yelled a warning, "Stop this now!"
The whole cafeteria averted their attention as the words "Fight!" drowned away from the crowd.
"If there is a fight ensued in this room then we won't feed the whole prison again!" the guard reasoned as he glared at every table with those sadistic eyes. "Dinner dismissed! Get to sleep!"
Everyone murmured and started leaving their tables in disappointment.
"Thanks to you for starting the argument." Gaius spat at his rival who's face inched into a counter look of confusion.
Robin merely sighed as the both of them started walking towards their cell for some sleep or possibly the great escape still unknown to our tactician.
Crickets spurred out into a chorus or rings as guards on night duty paced back and forth outside the iron gates framed with barbed wire.
A small tower aka mini lighthouse stood alert, the light scanning it's surroundings from every direction while spinning clockwise, the beam strong enough to catch a deer from the fields of Gwatt.
The white Touran remained untouched since Robin's arrival here, the contents except for the red duffel bag and the keys remained inside the vehicle.
Dario grunted while re-opening the boys' cell with a creaking click. "I want this prison to be silent as a mouse. I don't want to hear any whispers."
Gaius stretched silently as Robin sat down on the edge of the cot, prepared to inhale the pain silently held it in while laying down with difficulty.
Once settled, Robin wanted to know what Gaius had to say before it got interrupted by his rivals in the lunchroom.
"You had a plan in mind? Better be very good Gai, otherwise we would be stuck here forever." Robin sighed, passing elwind in relief to re-route his thoughts of escape.
"Dude Bubbles seriously? He said he wanted this room as quiet as a mouse!" Gaius laughed softly as he rolled over in his cot and accidentally threw himself off with a silent yelp.
"Sorry." Robin apologized, hoping to see if Gaius would ever explain his brilliant escape plan from one lousy thief.
"Alright Bubbles, I'm not gonna explain it. Were gonna do it." Gaius pulled out his used lollipop stick, the end shaped into the exact teeth of the cell keys used for the gates and offices.
"Wait. But." Robin whispered in confusion as Gaius held up a finger, "Shhhh..."
As sly as a fox, the Thief unlocked the iron bar gate to his cell and very carefully slid it, making sure it didn't creak with age.
Perfect.
"Step 2 Bubbles. Xhedran's office." Gaius smirked as he sensed his ears for any footsteps coming their way.
Hitting up their instincts, it was a miracle to see that there none heard as the Theif led the tactician towards the wooden door where through the tiny tower shaped window they could see the chief snoring his ass off while leaning back in his office chair.
Right on the desk were the keys to the Touran while right beside it was the red duffel bag, still holding all of the gold.
"Bubbles? You make the next move." Gaius snickered quietly as Robin double took his words.
"Wait. But your're very clever at this! Why should I do it?"
"Just go!" Gaius hissed as he softly unlocked the door and allowed Robin to tip toe toward the desk, the feathered grab of the keys clinking quietly caught Xherdan to snort once before falling back to asleep.
That's it. Now just the bag and skedaddle from here.
Carefully backing out with the duffel bag in one hand and keys in the other, Robin signaled to Gaius to leave the door ajar before walking quietly down the hallway and out of the entrance.
"Alright, you know that way to your car?" Gaius asked as he cleverly scanned for any pacing guards on patrol.
Robin nodded while trying to remember the location of the stolen Touran currently parked next to the entrance of the other side.
"I'll lead ya there. Once you have a clear path, run for it, start that baby up and get out of here fast." Gaius continued as they both speed leaped across the courtyard, Dario still awake while catching their foolish activity through his night binoculars.
"Those pesky rats!" he hissed in distaste as he alerted the night guards patrolling every perimeter of the prison. "We have two escapees on the loose. Catch them quick."
On it. they replied before the static sound echoed from the device.
"Just one step away from freedom, Bubbles." Gaius panted while hugging his friend in farewell.
"Wait! But what about you!? I can't leave you alone here!" Robin insisted, worried about the Thief who took it easy.
"Relax Bubbles. The star of the prison should stay, the fragment of the star should go loose right now. Bye Robin, may we see each other in another life." Gaius layed back, waiting for his guards to pick him up near the barbed entrance.
Robin hesitated as tears leaked from his almond eyes, deciding whether or not he should take the Thief along with him, "Gaius, please! This is no time for jokes. Please! This is our only chance, you promised a prisoner's striving hunger is freedom and we don't want to lose that chance, do we?" Attempting to pick him up, the Thief beat him too it, clearly annoyed in a playful way.
"Dude, this is not the ending. This just only started! Just make your way towards Naga's heaven with all of that gold you got stashed into that bag!" Gaius clearly ignored Robin's inaudible wails of guards right behind him, armed with guns and ready to warn them.
The tactician's heart rate and breathing rate increased as he ran for dear life, his mind awake for any shots behind him.
It was the end for his best friend and college roommate in Uni, playing the Lexibook together, winning in endless Chaotic tournament matches against each other and talking about the good old fluffy times.
Robin had no choice but to unlock his freedom.
As his hands fiddled with the keyfob with difficulty, it was a blessing that the headlights and tailights to the Touran blinked twice, allowing him to slide in and quickly close the door.
Watching through the driver's window, his almond eyes widened in horror as a single gunshot rang throughout the air and the bullet struck Gaius's back, the Thief's body falling forward in a motionless state.
"GAIUS!" Robin screamed in tears as he endlessly choked between sobs, attempting to pull on his hair and wail loudly in agony towards the devastating loss of his friend.
But it was written as his last words to Robin's ears, But Bubbles, there's something called freedom and almost everyone in here is striving for that thing. Just cool off with your worries and act smart, just like what you did in Migros or wherever you stole that money.
Wiping the remainder of his tears while speeding down Schulhaus-strasse, Robin remembered the chief's words that might have reflected Gaius's possible death of a Ylissean prisoner.
"We'll teach him a lesson. One that he will always remember in his amnesiac mind!"
One that he will never truly forget.
... (out of words)
I couldn't believe I really could write about prison life! :O
Imagine how harsh it would be if I were Robin escaping all of this madness.
Geez, but luckily I'm here about to move to another apartment in Switzerland (AJRA;hence the location of this story.) that might look less prisony, if you know what I mean. xD
Oh and seek out the next chappie.
Falco2762 out! :D