Stay Chill

Jail Is Not Fun

Prison is a place built specifically for people who have committed crimes or very bad things such as murder (first, second, or third degree), bank robberies, aggravated assault, attempted murder, and other things considered sinful or bad. One of those kind of people were the Robertson brothers, the trio of criminals that Luna had busted and turned over to the cops before a few days earlier.

Frank Robertson, the leader of this trio of criminals, was sitting on his bed, thinking about how he and his cohorts were beaten by a teenage girl with ice powers. Scowling st the ceiling, and grumbling to himself, there was almost nothing that would get his mind off of Luna Frost.

Meanwhile, his two brothers, Paul and Malcolm. Were playing a little game of gin rummy with cards. "Hey, you cheated, you cheated!" Said Paul. "Admit it, Malcolm!"

"Ah you are the one who cheated. You always cheat at games anyway, Pauly!" Malcolm countered.

"You're stupid!" The one brother insulted.

"No, you're stupid!" The second one made a comeback.

These two were about to go all out, one on one with one another in fisticuffs, when Frank intervenes by shouting: will you idiots knock it off?!"

"He started it!" The other two brothers point the finger at one another.

Frank growled and he replied: "i don't care who started it! I'll finish it. And I promise you, it is going to hurt."

A metallic clanging was heard, and a police officer said: "hey hey hey! Do I need to put you three in solitary confinement? You know that fighting is not allowed in prison. Or I can tase you instead. How does that sound?"

The three stopped their arguing and calmed down. As soon as they were all quiet, the officer that intervened went on to look at the other cells. "Look, don't you guys see? We're in a cell all because of a stupid kid." The leader said. "Just one stupid kid, and she has ice powers? How accurate is that?"

"Good point, Frank." Said Malcolm. "I'm just as dumbfounded as you are." He went over yo the right wall and pulled out a piece of white chalk. He marked the third white line on the wall, meaning that they have been in this cell for about three days now.

"I've never been in Jail before." Said Paul. "Sure, I've heard that it's not fun, but look at this place. This is more boring than I thought it would be."

"No argument there, little brother." Said Malcolm. "I have been in juvie, but prison? This is way worse." He kicked at the wall next to his right in frustration. "And what's worse?" He continued. "A stupid teenager put us in here!"

Franklin began speaking some more when he said: "believe me, Malcolm. I am just as confused and dumbfounded as you." He looked out the cell window, clasping his left hand around one of the metal bars. "I wanna know where she lives, I wanna know where she sleeps, I wanna know how she got her ice powers. Most importantly; who is Luna Frost?"

"She's the one who put us in here in the first place," Paul reminded.

Frank couldn't help but look annoyed and made a small growl. "I know that, genius." He said. "I mean: I want to know more about her. I wanna know who she really is and we can all make her suffer for putting us in this rat hole."

"We only got six more years until we get out of prison." Said Paul

"Wrong!" Said another officer. "You got fifteen more years for repeating home invasions and burglaries throughout the seven years of your reputation. And you are doing time, Robertson brothers." He put his nightstick away in his belt. "Hard times."

The sound of heavy doors banging were heard and two policemen were dragging another prisoner by his arms. This man was none other than: Johnathan Krunk, the recent criminal that Luna defeated after he was trying to mug her mother blind. Only this time: he was wearing his jew prison uniform as well, and he had a scowl on his face. It was mostly showing animosity, and hatred about Luna.

"Hey, Robertsons, you got yourself a new roommate." Said one of the cops before he and his friend threw Krunk in the same cell where the three criminal brother are staying in. Johnathan slowly got up, grunting and trying to regain his balance."

"Hey." Said Frank. "What are you in for?"

"Pfft, that's none of your business, isn't it?" Jounathan replied flatly with his right eyebrow raised. He walked over to one of the corners in the cell and sat there with his arms around his legs. "What about you guys?"

"Well. If you won't tell us," said Malcolm, "then we shouldn't bother telling you what we have done."

"Whatever, just stay out of my way, or you'll be under my mercy." Said Johnathan. He pulled put a harmonica and began playing it in his mouth.

"Ah, nevermind him." Said Paul.

"Yeah, maybe if we can get out of here, we should give ole Luna Frost a little taste of revenge."

"Fat chance, Frank. This place is one of the toughest in Michigan." Said Malcolm. "Getting out of here would be completely suicide to do."

"Not to mention," said the second officer. "You guys and your new roommate are gonna be in here for a loooooong time." Then he went over to go get some coffee in the officer break room.

Frank looked out the window again and wondered how he and his brothers were going to get out of this prison. "I don't know how we'll get out," he admitted. "But, we'll get out of here somehow. And when we do, that Luna Frost is going to-"

"Wait, wait, wait." Said Johnathan, hearing that peculiar name. "Back up, chief. Do you mean the same teenager that had just gained ice powers for whatever reason?"

"Yeah, what of it?"

"I just got thrown in here because of that stupid girl." He clenched his fists in fury and hatred just thinking about her. I was mugging his mother and then she just owned me and turned me over to the fuzz, and here I am now."

"Heh. We never get caught, and that girl will wish that she wouldn't have turn us in to the cops in the first place." Said Paul.

"Me and my brothers will be more than happy to bring a hellish world of pain for her." Frank added while cracking his knuckles.

"What exactly did she do to you guys?" Johnathan asked curiously.

"Well, we were robbing this geezers house blind of his gems, but then, that stupid girl came and ruined everything." Malcolm answered.

"What about you?" Asked Frank.

"Well, I was mugging this pretty lady that turned out to be her own mother and Luna Frost came and stopped me from doing so."

"Awkward." Paul sang. "Still, I guess we all have a certain teen we hate."

"Yeah. That firm messed with the wrong man named Johnathan Krunk and she will pay for messing with him." Said he.

"The Johnathan Krunk?" Asked the leader of the trio of bandits. "I've heard about ya. All the credit cards you stole, all the people you kidnapped, you have quite a reputation in many states."

"Word gets around fast, don't it, buddy? But, apparently, we're gonna he roomies here for a long time to come. I doubt we'll get out of here any time soon." And he began playing his harmonica again.

"He does have a point." Said Malcolm. "If only we had superpowers too."

"Yeah, we would need a miracle to happen." Frank agreed with him. "Jail is not fun.: he and his other brothers went back to their original business and these four would make excellent roommates in the days to come.