Jinx'd

	Vi shoved Jinx into her cell, slamming the door shut behind her.

	"Alright, alright; sheesh!" Jinx bucked free from Vi's big, meaty claws; "Ya got me, now give it a rest, will ya?" Taking a quick look around her new home, she turned back towards her captor, grinning ear to ear. "Figure I'll be outta here in a couple days; these walls don't look too sturdy."

	Vi merely rested a mighty, metal mitt on Jinx's tiny shoulder. "Yeah, nah." She easily forced Jinx to her knees, gripping the back of her head and pressing her face into a telltale bulge. "Been waitin' a long time for this, runt. We got somethin' real special cooked up for you."

	Grinning nervously as she feebly struggled against Vi's vice grip, Jinx began stammering. "You, uh, took this whole 'tomboy' thing all the way, didn'tcha?"

	Vi's grip tightened, forcing Jinx's nose deep into her boing-loins. "This'll go one a'two ways." Vi grinned down at her quarry, barely disguising her malice. "You be nice, and stickin' it where the sun don't shine'll be the worst I do. Otherwise..."

	The cell door opened, causing the two inside to jump. Jinx tumbled back as Vi turned on her heel, dukes at the ready, until she groaned at what she saw.

	Officer Caitlyn stood in the doorway, judging silently behind her mirrored aviators. "Really, now."

	"Yeah, yeah;" Vi crossed her legs, resting one of her ham-hands on Jinx's back to stop her from squirming for the exit; "took you long enough." Grinning smugly, she extended her pinkie. "'ave enuff toime ta stop fuh tea, didja luv?"

	Caitlyn said nothing, locked the cell door and strutted towards Vi. Vi swallowed hard as Caitlyn looked her over, and sighed with relief when she took a squat in front of Jinx.

	Uncomfortable enough already, Jinx cracked a smile. “Oi, coppah!” Caitlyn didn’t budge. “I said, ‘OI,’ coppah!” Still getting nothing, Jinx glanced between her legs. “I can see up your sk--” Seeing a bulge rivaling Vi’s, the smile dropped from her face.

	“Alright,” barked Caitlyn; “stand her up.”

	Jinx yelped as Vi yanked her up by her braids. “This is going to go one of two ways;” said Caitlyn, taking off her cop glasses. “If you’re nice --”

	“‘Stickin’ it yada yada worst thing yada yada.’” Jinx rolled her eyes; “Vi already gave me the rundown.”

	Caitlyn raised a brow to Vi, silently chastising her. “Well then,” she said, revealing her Loch Ness Monster, “let’s get started, shall we?”

	Vi chuckled darkly as she hoisted Jinx up, tossing her onto the prison cot. “...not one ‘fuzzy cuffs’ joke?”