GhostXToast one shots

Cell Mates

"You're fucking kidding me?"

"No." the officer cuffed the man's hands together and stood up. The man stood too, an officer at each side of him.

"You can't do that!" He complained in his rough British accent.

"Why not? We don't care what you do in this prison. We are just here to make sure you don't get out, not protect you." the officer said, walking ahead of them and leading the way to the cell.

The man looked to each side to see an officer holding his arms tightly.

It was clear he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon..

"Yeah but putting me in a cell with a fucking murderer? All I did was steal a bloody TV!" He pushed against the guards, trying to get free.

"You threatened the lady at gun point and said you would shoot her cat. Then she can use it as a hand bag."

The man snickered. "That's beside the point."

"You also broke her sons arm."

"He had a knife!"

"You had a gun!"

"I didn't say there were bullets in there!" the man snapped.

"And where there?" the officer looked at him.

".. Yes.."

The officer sighed. "In here."

The man was pushed in the cell. They uncuffed him and kicked him back. He hit the ground and before he could get up, he heard the cell door lock.

"Oh come on!" He stood up and grabbed the bars. "I don't want to die in this Hell hole by a cell mate!"

"You should have thought of that before." the officer laughed and walked away with the others.

The man sighed and looked around the cell. "Welcome to your new home Gavin."

"New home?"

He jumped and looked at the top bunk on the bed. He lifted up the bed sheet and saw two red glowing eyes, glaring at him.

His face fell as he paled.

"Uh.. I.. Uh.." he stammered.

"Boo!" the voice yelled.

Gavin screamed and fell back, landing on the floor with a thud. He looked up and stared at the now laughing figure.

"Ah ahahahahahaha! You shoulda seen the look on your face! Ahahahaha! Are you afraid of little ol' me?"

Gavin blinked. "You don't look like a murderer. I expected you to be big and.. Well.. You know.. Scary."

The person growled.

"You look like a young teenage boy. And you're actually kind of cute." he sighed, standing up.

The figure jumped off the top bunk and got into his face. "I'm not cute.. I'm scary as shit!"

"O-okay! Okay! You're scary!"

The young man smiled and laughed. "How did you get that cut on your cheek?"

Gavin looked away. "That's not for you to know. Now if you'll excuse me, I want to go to sleep. It's been a long day!"

The person nodded. Gavin stared at him for a bit, looking over. The person looked like a young boy and had messy dark brown hair. He had bright red eyes and was a but short. However he had an insane smile on his face.