CHAPTER 100!!! WOOO!!!

Third person POV

(Y/n) sat in her cell for a while until the door opened again and Alfred and Mathew walked in.

"How was lunch? Anything interesting happen?" (Y/n) asked, snickering.

"Yeah! Some chick flipped a guard, poured chocolate milk on his face and shoved a fork up his nose before stealing his taser and somehow getting her handcuffs off." Alfred said. (Y/n) grinned.

"Sounds like fun!" She said. The cell door closed and the two boys sat next to (Y/n).

"It was pretty boring after that though." Mathew said. "Everyone avoided us after Alfred flipped a guy."

"Oh yeah! This dude was talking sh*t about you, so I did a (Y/n) and flipped him before kicking him into a wall. We got escorted back to our cell after that!" Alfred said, laughing.

"Man! I miss all the fun!" (Y/n) exclaimed, pouting. She stretched, but grunted when her handcuffs restricted her movement. "Ah, I hate these f**king handcuffs!" She grumbled to herself before putting her hands on the ground. She placed one foot on the chain and pulled her wrists up. The chain broke, leaving a metal cuff on each wrist with a couple chain links on them.

"That's better!" (Y/n) cheered, stretching.

"How are you that strong man? You keep surprising me with your strength! Like, dude!" Alfred exclaimed. (Y/n) smirked and flexed.

"I work out." She stated. The guard walked over to the cell and opened the door.

"11200, come on out." The guard ordered. "Some officers want to talk to you." The three looked down at their jumpers.

"Ah, that's me." (Y/n) said, standing up. She stretched once more before walking out of the cell.

"What happened to your handcuffs!?!" The guard asked, slightly surprised.

"They broke." (Y/n) stated. The man pulled out a pair of handcuffs but (Y/n) moved her hands away. "Nah ah. I'll be good. I wont put any ore of those things on." (Y/n) stated, puffing her cheeks out. The guard groaned and held (Y/n)'s hands behind her back.

"Walk." He ordered. (Y/n) walked forward and was led out of the cell area and towards another room. The guard pet her inside the room and closed the door. (Y/n) looked around the room and stuck her hands in the jumpsuit pockets. There was a table, three chairs and a one way mirror. (Y/n) sat on the table and watched as the door opened. A blonde teen with green eyes and thick eyebrows walked in. He was wearing a police uniform and had a badge on his chest.

"Arthur? You're a police officer?" (Y/n) asked, snickering. Arthur fixed his tie and nodded.

"That's right. So is Gilbert, Ludwig, Allen, Alfred and Oliver." Arthur said, nodding.

"Wow! I never f**king expected that! When did this happen?" (Y/n) asked, running a hand through her hair. "And why the f**k is Alfred in jail if he's an officer?"

"We started working here halfway through the talent show." Arthur replied, sitting down in a chair. "And since he was framed for almost killing some kids, he's in jail until we figure out who really did it."

"So why did you want to see me? Why not Alfred?" (Y/n) asked, spinning on the table to face Arthur and putting her elbows on her knees.

"Well, it will be quiet easy to get Alfred and Mathew out of jail. But you, you'll need to cooperate." Arthur said. (Y/n) hummed and leaned forward.

"Is that so? Why on earth would I ever not cooperate?" (Y/n) asked.

"You'll need to stay off the radar. Don't pick fights or make any threats." Arthur said.

"Whoops too late. I might have threatened everyone already~" (Y/n) said, giggling. The door opened again and Gilbert walked in, also wearing a police uniform. "Heya Gil. Nice of you to drop by~" Gilbert sat beside Arthur.

"Jou changed that much vithin a couple hours?" Gilbert asked, raising an eyebrow. (Y/n) giggled as Arthur looked in a file.

"She was here for a year... Two years ago. Hacked into the government system... Gang related activities..." Arthur read.

"Ah, so being back has triggered hov she acted last time she vas here." Gilbert said, nodding. Arthur nodded as well.

"That's how it seems." (Y/n) jumped off the table and walked around the two.

"You two are so tense~ Relax. I won't hurt you~" (Y/n) said, giggling.

"Vhere are jour handcuffs?" Gilbert asked. (Y/n) tossed the broken cuffs onto the table.

"Broken~"

"Vhat are ve going to do vith jou? Jou need to be a good girl." Gilbert said, grabbing some handcuffs. "Come here." (Y/n) put her wrists out and smiled. Gilbert put the cuffs on and tightened them so they wouldn't slip off.

"There. Keep those on and ve'll get jou out as soon as possible." Gilbert stated. (Y/n) shrugged before walking in front of Gilbert and bending down. She fixed his tie and backed away.

"It was bugging me." She said. The door opened again and three ore people walked in. (Y/n) giggled. "Wow! It's like a party!" (Y/n) said.

"Are you boys going to tell me to be a good girl too?" (Y/n) asked. "Because if your are... It wont happen~"

"Poppet! You need to at least try. We don't want you stuck in a cell for another year." Oliver said, adjusting his hat. Allen stood next to Oliver and Ludwig waled over to Gilbert, standing behind him.

"If jou keep up vhat happened in the cafeteria today, jou'll end up in isolation." Ludwig said.

"Vhat happened in the cafeteria Vest?" Gilbert asked.

"She flipped a guard, pored chocolate milk on him, shoved a spoon up his nose and stole his taser." Allen said.

"It was a fork." (Y/n) corrected.

"You bloody idiot..." Arthur muttered, rubbing his temples. (Y/n) gave them all a lopsided grin.

"Can I leave now?" She asked. Ludwig and Arthur sighed.

"Ja. I suppose so." Ludwig mumbled.

"Great! Have fun with those handcuffs!" (Y/n) said, waving as she left the room. They all looked at her wrists, only to see no handcuffs. They looked at their own wrists to see handcuffs attaching them to the table or a chair.

"Damn! Impressive!" Allen said, laughing. He was hand cuffed to Oliver and Oliver was handcuffed to the table. Ludwig was handcuffed to Gilbert chair and Gilbert was handcuffed to Arthur and the table. Arthur was also handcuffed to the table.

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(Y/n) walked back to her cell and the guard opened the cell door. She walked in and sat down next to Alfred and Mathew.

"Who wanted to talk dude?" Alfred asked.

"Some friends in uniform." (Y/n) said, shrugging. "They all look good in uniform though, like damn!" (Y/n) exclaimed. Alfred and Mathew pouted, looking away.

"Aw~ Don't worry you two! You both look f**king good in orange!" (Y/n) exclaimed, giggling. Their cheeks turned red.

"You look good in everything you wear (Y/n)." Mathew whispered.

"Though, it would all look better on my floor~" Alfred added, winking. (Y/n) raised an eyebrow.

"Really?" She asked, grabbing his hand. She bent his fingers backwards.

"Oow! Ow! Stop! Stop stop stop stop stop! I was kidding! Just a joke! Just a joke!" Alfred cried. (Y/n) let go of his fingers and grinned.