The Tremor Troupe rough draft

chapter 11 prison is great!

williams and atomic: the two of them walk into the prisons main entrance guards poking them with the noses of their guns. "seems like the guards are on edge, i think their scared of us!" williams smiled "never once have i have i ever smelled the aroma of peed police pants, i guess i can cross that off my bucket list" laughing the two slap each other on the back. "what do you think there gonna do after we leave?" williams grins as he replies "their gonna suck their thumbs and cry for mommy!" they both laugh thinking this was an amazing joke. as the guards bring them into a grey room cement all around the two men keep laughing and making jokes eventually a guard hits williams on the head with the butt of his german 88 "stop making jokes time for the strip search!" williams smiles as he takes off his shirt "you hit like my mom." at this atomic couldn't stop himself. laughing so hard his lungs burned also got a hit "wow your right he hits like my little sister!" again they started laughing. the guard frowns and soon says " alright their clean. now put your clothes back on." 

crimson surge flint and discord: "i wonder if atomic and williams is having a better time?" flint says as he lays in his new bed "of course they are your not there." crimson says from across the hall. "oh shut up! your the reason they wouldn't be having a good time!" flint steams "you say as if it were true." flint creates sparks around his head as to use his anger before it consumes him. "you little... never mind." discord looks at him in surprise from the floor his right eye twitching from being swollen "what not clever enough to come up with a come back?" from across the hall they hear a noise that sounded a lot like a slap "ow! why did you do that?!" surge glares at crimson "you deserved it." discord and flint both smile if there is one thing they agreed on it was giving people what they deserved. "what's wrong with your face?" flint asked not looking at discord. "you would have no idea how weak these police officers are, the problem is their number..." this is when flint looks down at discord "oh boy what did you do now?" discord glares the best he can " i asked the cop who was driving me if it was true they like eating junk all the time." flint looks at a cop "whats so bad about that?" "he was fat." "oh, that sucks..." "yeah" as the crew sat there they remembered how much jail sucked.