oblivious to the world around them. Of course.Okay,
okay, out you go! Peter said.Come
on, criminals. To your cell, Pete said.All
right, all right, we get it, the female of the two prisoners
snapped. Were coming.Well,
come on, then, Pete said, Before we have to shoot you or
brother looked at him with a blank stare. We can shoot people now?
Why didnt I hear anything about that?Just
lead the prisoners to the cell block. It was dark and forlorn. Pete
and Peter each shoved the prisoner they were handling into the last
single cell, at the very end of the row of cells.As
the brothers walked away, Peter turned to his brother and said,
Weve got to get the higher-ups to make more cells down here.His
brother agreed. We cant have the prisoners conversing with each
other, sharing the same cells.Well,
whatever. Lets get out of here. This place creeps me out.The
twins walked out of the cell area.Are
they gone yet? A voice came out from a cell around the middle of
the block. It was Madam Margaret.Ja,
ze are gone, another voice, from the front of the block, said.
This voice belonged to Heinrich von Marzipan.Oh,
look, Stickybeard said. New prisoners. Kids, these are.Soccer
Mom, Mr. Boss, Count Spankul...