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When they locked you up it was late so you were immediately stuffed into a cell with three other people. All of which watched you from their beds with curiosity. You didn’t crawl into bed that night, instead, you balled up in a corner and cried. Sparkles McGhee was the first of the three to approach you. He was strange but kind.
You could hear shuffling somewhere in the cell, looking up to see one of the inmates jump down from their bed you watched them walk toward you. Once they got closer you could make out their face. He had orange hair and a relatively thick beard. Once he stopped in front of you he kneeled.
“Hey, are you okay?” He asked.
“No.” You scooted further into the corner.
“Sparkles you’re making them uncomfortable.” A deeper voice said from below the bed that the man jumped down from.
He replied with an oh and scooted back some as well. “I’m sparkles McGhee, you can just call me sparkles.” It was a strange name you thought. “I’m y/n.” You said. He smiled sweetly, “It’s nice to meet you.” He paused, his smile falling. “I’m sorry for whatever made you feel bad but I have a feeling you’re going to like it here.” He looked back to the beds then back at you. “I’ll tell you what, when you wake up tomorrow we’ll introduce you to Yancy. He’ll get you all settled.”
You nodded reluctantly, watching him stand back up. He motioned for you to stand. “C'mon lay down, we don’t bite ” His words were ominous but you took his offer and laid down in the only available bed. From what sparkles had said it seemed like Yancy was the leader of the prison. You would just have to find out tomorrow.
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When you first woke up, you were being shaken awake by a taller burly man. He looked rather menacing, he was bald, a spider web tattooed on his head. You were startled by his presence, shoving him away from you.
“Sorry,” He scratched the back of his head. “C'mon, let’s go meet Yancy.” You hesitantly followed him out of the cell and into what seemed like the main area. There were prisoners scattered around, each of them looking or unique than the last. It was strange seeing people like this in a prison of all places. You were led to what was supposed to be a bathroom where two men sat, one had a ladle and was mixing a strange red liquid in the toilet while the other sat on the floor with a wine glass in hand. He looked up at you, allowing you to see his features more clearly. His beard was rather scruffy and his black hair was slicked back, instead of wearing the traditional snack and white striped shirt he wore a plain white t-shirt.
“We have a new inmate.” The tall burly man said before leaving you with Yancy.
“Thanks, Jimmy.” He yelled to him before standing to shake your hand. “It’s nice to meet youse…” “Y/n.”
He smiled. “Let’s sit down shall we.” He offered to lead you to an empty table. Once you were settled he leaned against the table. “So, let’s get down to the nitty-gritty. What are youse in for?” He asked you.
You sighed, looking at the tabletop instead of him. “That bad huh?” He said. You shook your head. “Oh?” Yancy seemed interested. “I was wrongfully accused of murdering my partner. Even though all of the evidence pointed to someone else they still locked me up and I-” you choked on your tears. “I’m sorry.”
Yancy stood, moving over to you. “No, it’s okay.” He sat down beside you. “Do youse wanna hug?” You nodded your head. He frowned as he wrapped his arms around you, hugging you softly. “Losing a lover must be hard.” He mumbled. “I’m sorry for youse’s loss.” He had rubbed your back softly. The other inmates frowned at the sight, some shaking their heads.
Finally able to somewhat get a grip on yourself you sat up, wiping the tears from your eyes. “I’m so sorry.” You apologized again feeling bad for crying on someone you barely even knew. “It’s okay, I know it can be rough sometimes but youse can get through this.” He encouraged you with a small smile. “I hope so.” He reached out a grabbed your shoulder, rubbing it lightly. “Don’t worry it will, youse will fit right in.”
He was right when he said that, you did fit in. Everyone here quickly became like family, and Yancy was especially family. He was like a brother to you, always watching your back, making sure no one messed with you. It was amazing.
A month after you showed up though, a prison rally started. You were so confused, you didn’t know what to do. The anxiety started getting to you, the tears pooling in your eyes. Over the shouts, you could hear your name being yelled by a familiar voice.
Yancy ran to you, engulfing you in a hug. You hugged him back crying into him. “What’s going on?” You asked. “A prison riot.” He picked you up. Running through the people to get back towards the cells where Jimmy, sparkles, Hank, Bam Bam, and Tiny hid. When he set you down he checked you over, winding the tears from your eyes with his thumbs.
“Is youse okay?” He asked. “Yeah, thank you.” You hugged him again. He smiled. “Of course, I promised I’d keep you safe.”
You smiled, before pulling back out of the hug. Turning you looked over everyone. “Is everyone okay?” You asked. Everyone nodded. Until the situation was over you all stayed in the cell together. It was later that night that Yancy had walked you to bed.
“Thanks again for earlier, I didn’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come and got me.” You explained. Yancy smiled, turning to face you fully. “Of course, you’re like family to me.” He grabbed your cheeks and kissed your forehead. “Now sleep well okay.” You smiled back at him. “Of course. Goodnight.”