•The Curse•

ch. 17

(My art, btw if it is not there plz tell me so I can put it there again)

No one's POV

Craig looks over at Tweek, who's also getting out of bed. The morning sunlight streams through the window, illuminating Tweek's messy bedhead

Craig feels a strange flutter in his chest as he looks at Tweek, the sight making his heart race. He looks away quickly, trying to compose himself

A guard walks up to their cell bars and unlocks the door, gesturing for them to come out. Craig steps out, followed closely by Tweek

Craig looks around, taking in their surroundings. The prison hallway is the same as before, grey and bleak with the same flickering torches lit. But there were other prisoners already up and about

Craig notices a few of the prisoners giving them interested looks, clearly curious about the new prisoners. The looks make Craig feel uneasy, wondering what these other prisoners did to end up here

The three kids thought that they would go outside to work, eat, and then sleep, but no. Apparently, they couldn't do any of the regular routine because what they done is worse than what the prisoners have done. Even though they did none of what the people in their town said they done.

They could only eat and get back to their cell while the others could do their routine so they would be alone at the cell and the lights have to be off for them until when the prisoners come back the lights turn on

The group is led to a small cafeteria, which is filled with other prisoners. The cafeteria is noisy and chaotic, with prisoners chatting and laughing amongst themselves. The guard leads them to a small metal table in the corner and tells them to sit

Craig, Molly, and Tweek sit down at the table, still adjusting to being among the other prisoners. Craig glances around, taking in their surroundings. Some of the prisoners are visibly dangerous-looking, with tattoos and scars littering their bodies

Craig grimaces as he looks at the food in front of them. It doesn't look appetizing at all, and he can feel his stomach churn at the sight of it. It was beans, rice, raw chicken, and spaghetti-Os. But there's no other option, so he picks up a fork and reluctantly stabs at the food

Molly: "Oh look tweek they have spaghetti-Os."

Tweek: "Yay!"

Tweek eyes light up when he sees the spaghetti-Os, completely ignoring the other food

Craig rolls his eyes at Tweek's excitement over the canned spaghetti-Os, but he can't help but feel a small pang of envy over Tweek's ability to find joy in even the smallest things

The three start to eat, the silence between them only interrupted by the sounds of other prisoners talking and laughing around them

Craig picks at his food, poking at the raw chicken and trying to find the least offensive-looking bite. He glances around at the other prisoners, feeling uneasy about being surrounded by them

Molly's stab at the beans is met with a weird ping of metal, the fork bouncing off the surface

Molly: "Oh hell no, this food sucks!"

Craig looks over at Molly, raising an eyebrow

Craig: "Well, what did you expect? It's prison food."

Molly: "I at least expected the beans to be real!"

Molly says as she then glares at the fourth wall (oh my bad Molly)

Craig rolls his eyes again, used to Molly's complaining. He turns his attention back to his own food, which doesn't look much better