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I like this. The jumpsuits look great, and Trixie's black eye is a nice touch. She really looks exhausted, beaten down, and a bit terri...


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Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 26
Anna had never been more relieved or horrified to see her sister, but her mind was at war with itself, struggling to come up with a straight thought as Merida's cutter moved a bit closer to her throat. She felt dizzy again, feeling like her feet were starting to drift off the ground as she became engulfed by the sickness that comes when one is fully awake during a nightmare. Would Elsa come to her rescue? Should she try to make some sort of gesture to signal for her help? A wrong move right now could mean curtains for her. Panic was buzzing around her like hornets around a nest, but she was too petrified to so much as swallow, much less speak. Merida's grin was crass, unnatural, yet strangely jovial. She was looking into Anna's eyes, glued to them with an earnest concentration, as though even a blink from them would send chills down her evil spine.
"You see, this is what I was talking about," she said, her voice giving no indication of any spite towards Anna, which made her actions eve
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Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 25
For a split second, Anna found herself wishing that the gates of Hell would open up beneath her feet and drag her down to eternal damnation. At least that would spare her whatever unfortunate method of death Bloody Mary had in mind for her.
"So, goin' by the way yer jaw dropped to the ground, I'm gonna take a gamble that you have heard of me?" She let out a spontaneous laugh which almost sounded demonic. "Does that maybe explain the pee-pee stains on yer pants?"
Anna could feel herself shrinking away into nothing. Her new acquaintance had wasted no time in addressing what she had prayed no one in the prison would. Maybe she would've been wise to have found a way to hang herself in her cell that morning.
Still, even now, words inexplicably found a way to escape from Anna's jaws.
"Yeah, I pissed myself." God, what was going on? For all she knew, the term "piss" might be deeply offensive to Merida. "Hard to get to a toilet when your hands are chained to the bars on your door."
"Got a bit
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Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 24
Back when Anna was a little girl, she would often close her eyes shut when her parents were driving her home at night from ballet practice (something she was never very good at) and rest her head against the window. As a child who was frequently prone to getting car sick, it served as a way to keep her from getting too nauscious, but she also did it for the surreal feeling it gave her. Shielded by the darkness of her eye lids, it almost felt to her as though the vehicle were tilting sideways as it drove along, giving her the sensation of riding on a dreamlike roller coaster. Sometimes she would become lost in her thoughts, other times she would drift off and begin snoring, only to wake up in her bed later on and wonder how on earth she got there.
Anna wouldn't ride in a car ever again, of course, but as she was marched into the prison yard, she felt the same slanted feeling she had experienced in the child's booster seat of her mother's van all those years ago. Her stomach felt like so
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Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 23
"Do you mind if I come in, ma'am?"
There was a brief silence before Kristoff heard a reply from the warden.
"Come on in."
There was a droop in Elsa's voice. She sounded drained, tired, weary. This was not how Kristoff was accustomed to hearing his boss talk to him (her voice was normally so sturdy), but over the last few weeks, that had gradually changed. At least when she was speaking directly to him.
He entered cautiously, debating if he should even ask Elsa about the rumor he had overheard in the mess hall. But the sight of Elsa almost answered his question for him. She was wearing the nightgown he had observed on her bed the previous afternoon, and seeing her in it made him feel slightly uncomfortable, as it was pretty easy to see that the warden of Frozen Heart was not wearing a bra. Her exhausted eyes gave the impression of death, and even from where he was standing, he could tell from a smell all-too-familiar to him where he worked that Elsa had not brushed her teeth last night.
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Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 22
Anna hadn't been in prison for very long (though it certainly felt like she had been), yet she was already observing that her moods were dramtically shifting in her new digs. Only moments ago, she had been nervous enough to tinkle herself (twice!) in the mess hall, but now she was tightly clutching onto the bars of her cell, feeling nothing but resentment towards her sister. How could Elsa keep her in a place as terrible as this? Yeah, sure, it was a maximum security detention center and all of that, but there had to be some way she could make it into a nicer experience for Anna. At the very least, she could possibly consider serving her better food. That wasn't too much to ask, right? The way she saw it, she owed it to her because she was family. And family didn't seem to mean anything to Elsa anymore.
She lightly pounded her fist onto the door, hating everything about herself. She looked down at her pants (where some of the white stripes were turning a rather damning shade of yellow)
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Jasmine's New Home
"It's only 25 years," Jasmine murmured to herself. "You'll be out of here in no time..."
Well, okay, it wasn't exactly "no time." After doing some careful multiplication in her head, she came to the grave conclusion that her sentence would last for 9,130 days (she had added the appropriate number of days for the number of leap years she would be spending here). It was enough to make her want to throw up, but her punishment wasn't exactly a total surprise to her when the judge announced it before the courtroom.
She had agreed to the plea bargain, after all. And it had at least seemed like a good idea at the time. The thought of her beloved husband rotting away behind bars for years and years because of her misdeeds was unfathomable to her, but perhaps more importantly, the evidence against her and Aladdin was so damning that there was virtually no way a jury wouldn't have convicted them of their crimes. Not even with the high profile lawyers that her father would've no doubt attempted t
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Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 21
"Sounds to me like you were dreaming," said Rapunzel as egg dripped out of her mouth in the dining hall the next morning. "I've been here a long time, and I've never seen Elsa taking a stroll around the cellblock in the middle of the night."
"I wasn't dreaming," Anna growled for what must have been the fifth time since she had recounted what she had seen to her cellie. "I already told you I had just woken up to take a piss when it happened, and that she vanished before I had the chance to talk to her."
"And I already told you it would make no sense for Elsa to do that," Rapunzel said in a manner so patronizing that it made Anna briefly fantasize about breaking her nose. "I mean, as the warden, she has to be pretty well off, right? Why would she spend her nights in this shithole when she probably has an exceedingly comfortable bed at home?"
"Maybe the job demands more of her time than you might think," Anna suggested, stiffly chewing on her breakfast. She had never in her entire existen
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Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 20
Anna gripped onto the bars of her cell, straining her neck to see if any of her "neighbors" were awake. She had no clock, so she had no idea what time it was, but she knew it must be the middle of night. The cellblock was overwhelmed with the loud sounds of snoring, belching, and farting, but as far as she could tell, the girls were all currently in dreamland.
Well, all except for her.
She had just awoken from a nightmare in which she was desperately trying to make her way through a forest of barbed wire, but no matter how hard she fought, she couldn't get out of it, and her body just got covered in cuts. She was so terrified when it was over that she lifted her shirt up just to make sure that she didn't actually have any scratches.
She turned away from the bars to look at Rapunzel, who appeared to be perfectly content in her slumber, drooling lightly on her pillow and smiling.
As quietly as she could manage, she drug her ball over to the toilet, not wanting to wake up her cellie and h
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Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 19
"Elsa's not going to kill you," Rapunzel told Anna indisputably. "How would she ever get away with just killing one of her own inmates?"
"I'm not sure," bemoaned Anna, who was finding her "master" more and more unbearable as the day went on. "Why don't you ask 'Blondie' and see what she says?"
"Blondie was trying to escape," Rapunzel answered, as though that should immediately put Anna's fears to rest. "So long as you don't attempt a jailbreak, you'll be fine."
"Your words never fail to comfort me," Anna grumbled. She wondered if Rapunzel even understood her sarcasm. "Pardon me if I'm not in a very good mood since, you know, I can't sit down or anything right now."
"That's what you get for talking like that to a guard on your first day inside," said Rapunzel, staring brightly at her from the other side of the bars as though she were a child looking at a goldfish in a pet store. "Although maybe he just did it because he likes you."
"That would be a very odd way of showing it," Anna hiss
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Elsa and Anna finally speak to each other again in Chapter 27!

Anna Behind Bars
Anna had never been more relieved or horrified to see her sister, but her mind was at war with itself, struggling to come up with a straight thought as Merida's cutter moved a bit closer to her throat. She felt dizzy again, feeling like her feet were starting to drift off the ground as she became engulfed by the sickness that comes when one is fully awake during a nightmare. Would Elsa come to her rescue? Should she try to make some sort of gesture to signal for her help? A wrong move right now could mean curtains for her. Panic was buzzing around her like hornets around a nest, but she was too petrified to so much as swallow, much less speak. Merida's grin was crass, unnatural, yet strangely jovial. She was looking into Anna's eyes, glued to them with an earnest concentration, as though even a blink from them would send chills down her evil spine.

"You see, this is what I was talking about," she said, her voice giving no indication of any spite towards Anna, which made her actions even more confusing. "You look like ya might pass out any moment now if I keep this up, and I'm loving every second of it. There ain't just terror in yer eyes. There's also dread, and there is a difference between the two. Yer afraid the crime that got you in here is so terrible, so unthinkable, that yer skin will be barbecued be wee little devils for all eternity. But at the same time, if our tables were turned, and it was you with me neck a mere cut away from death, I know you'd be every bit as happy as I am right now."

Though her brain felt like it was flooding, Anna tried to mull over her options. Perhaps she could keep Merida talking (which she really seemed to enjoy doing), she wouldn't notice that Elsa was in the yard until it was too late. She wasn't sure if she even wanted for her to become involved, but for the time being, anything was preferable to gurgling until she perished as blood gushed out of her throat, and she assumed that even Merida wouldn't kill an inmate in front of the warden. Then again, what if Elsa didn't see what was happening? Anna had once seen a nature documentary about zebras on television which explained that they traveled in herds because their stripes made it hard for predators to pick them out individually. Currently surrounded by a sea of black and white, Anna figured that Elsa might have a similar problem trying to spot a specific prisoner, even one as familiar as her sister.

"Wh...what do you want?" She spoke each word extremely gradually, worried that the movement of her vocal cords might be enough to cause her throat to penetrate the blade.

"What do I want? The question is what I don't want. And what I don't want is secrets. Everyone in this prison knows what I'm in here fer. I hide nothing from no one! All I ask is that me fellow lifers show me the same level of courtesy."

"What's so special about lifers?" She was gambling with herself as she internally screamed, trying to shift her eyes to see what Elsa was up to without Merida catching her doing so. But Elsa appeared to be perfectly stoic, her hands behind her back in a precise manner, watching over the convicts like they were merely sheep in her farm, apparently not giving special attention to any of them.

"What's so special about us?" There was a ghastly spit emerging from Merida's lips as she spoke now, her breath smelling downright toxic. "Yer new here, so I'll humor ya. I'm sure yer cellie has a ton of scratches on the wall on her side of the cell, yes? They be a countdown to her release date. It may be twenty years from now, it may be forty, but she still has her freedom to look forward to, even if it's thousands and thousands of days from now. You and I are kindred spirits. We won't wear our fingernails out trying to leave any marks, because we have no need to. Others look up at that wall up there and see hope. We look up at it and know we'll never, ever see over it."

She had moved her blade back about an inch or so away from Anna's neck during her monologue, giving her the chance to finally dare to take a deep breath. She almost felt inclined to tell Merida that Elsa was in the yard with them, thinking that might get her to stop, but it was a bet too risky to make. Still, there was something about her words which got to her. The forlorn feeling of having a life sentence began to rear its ugly head on her once again, and as she discreetly tilted her head to glance at Elsa, she saw that she remained in the same position as before. Maybe this really was what she wanted, for the most brutal criminal in the entire kingdom to dispose of her sister neatly so she wouldn't be an issue for anyone anymore. Then she could live happily ever after as all of her prisoners lived miserably ever after.

"Look, I'll tell you what you want, but move the freaking plastic away from me first, okay?"

Anna's internal screams became much louder now. Had she really just snapped at Merida? Had she really agreed to tell her why she was in prison?

In any case, to her simultaneous relief and dismay, Merida moved the fork/knife away, silently agreeing to her request.

"Very well," she said, rubbing her fingers against the blunt end of her homemade weapon. "All I want fer now is the answer to one simple question. What are ye in fer?"

Anna could feel her joints quivering. Her eyes returned to the chain gang, the women on it still toiling away endlessly with their undesirable work, unaffected by what had just happened between her and Merida, unaware that the woman who kept them where they were was now watching them live out their agonizing existence (sure enough, she could see that Elsa was currently looking straight at them).

She sighed. There was no way out of answering Merida's question now. And if Elsa was even aware of her current predicament, she wasn't doing anything to stop it.

"I'm here for murder."

Saying the words out loud gutted her like an unlucky trout. Merida, by contrast, appeared delighted to the point of exasperation, her eyes glinting as she gave Anna an ironically motherly pat on the knee.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it? Who did you kill?"

Anna swallowed, feeling herself quietly die a little inside her stomach.

"Two people."

"Two people? Well, color me impressed! Yer even more like me than I thought. But I didn't ask for a number. I asked fer who you killed."

"That's not important right now."

She was on the brink of tears, tears which she didn't wish to taunt Merida with. She was certain that Merida would be furious with her for not saying more, but she merely shrugged, opening the palm of Anna's hand and snugly placing her knife inside it.

"Call it a gift," she said cheerfully. "But do engage me curiosity just one more time. Did the people you took out deserve what happened to them?"

Anna looked down at the "present" Merida had given her, confused as to what to think of it, but deciding it would be foolish to not take it.

"No. They didn't."

Merida gave a small, twisted yelp, like a giddy schoolgirl who happened to be proudly homicidal.

"I had a feeling you'd be me type." She gave Anna a punch on the shoulder. "Keep that away from the guards, by the way."

Then she got to her feet, dragging her ball behind her but leaving behind a most morbid stench, yet the smell wasn't nearly as bad as the stink of Anna's guilt. Now that Merida knew what Anna had done, she would no doubt tell everyone she knew, and soon everyone within Frozen Heart would look to her as a young woman who had ended two lives. She shifted around to see if anyone was staring at her before prudently placing the knife in her pocket, the only place she could think of hiding it (or at least the only place she would want to, not wanting to consider "alternative spots" to keep it). She was startled by how short of breath she was, but was just as shocked by the fact that she had managed to survive her first encounter with "Bloody Mary." She waved her hand to shoo a fly that was buzzing near her mouth away, feeling bewildered but also a little impressed with herself. Maybe her gut feeling was wrong, but it if Anna hadn't known any better, it had almost seemed like Merida was interested in becoming friends with her...even though she had done so by threatening her with a knife which used to be a fork. She chuckled to herself as she swatted another insect away.

"With friends like her, who would need enemies?"

"I couldn't agree more."

Anna nearly choked on her own saliva from confusion and shock as she felt the humid air around her suddenly grow colder. She had gotten so lost in the maze that was her mind that she hadn't even realized that Elsa had vanished from where she had been. When she turned her head to look up, she saw the face of her warden, smiling sternly as she looked down at her property.
Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 26
This is a story I'm currently working on at Fanfiction.net. I thought I would also post it here. I should post one chapter on here a day until I run out of ones I currently have written.

Also, I may put a "mature content" warning on here later on just to be safe, but over at FF I have this with a T rating. So there's nothing "extreme" in this per se.

Comments, reviews and feedback are VERY welcome and appreciated. Enjoy. :) (Smile)

Want to see the story on Fanfiction.net? New chapters go live there before they are posted here. Link below:

Anna Behind Bars
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For a split second, Anna found herself wishing that the gates of Hell would open up beneath her feet and drag her down to eternal damnation. At least that would spare her whatever unfortunate method of death Bloody Mary had in mind for her.

"So, goin' by the way yer jaw dropped to the ground, I'm gonna take a gamble that you have heard of me?" She let out a spontaneous laugh which almost sounded demonic. "Does that maybe explain the pee-pee stains on yer pants?"

Anna could feel herself shrinking away into nothing. Her new acquaintance had wasted no time in addressing what she had prayed no one in the prison would. Maybe she would've been wise to have found a way to hang herself in her cell that morning.

Still, even now, words inexplicably found a way to escape from Anna's jaws.

"Yeah, I pissed myself." God, what was going on? For all she knew, the term "piss" might be deeply offensive to Merida. "Hard to get to a toilet when your hands are chained to the bars on your door."

"Got a bit 'friendly' with a guard?" Merida was licking smothered apple from her lips, revealing unevenly red gums.

"More like he wanted to teach me a lesson early on." Anna wasn't even thinking about what she was saying at this point. She felt like a mouse facing a cat desperately trying to talk her way out of being eaten alive. "You see, I made a threat against the warden. I dared her to kill me."

"Ye what?" Merida's widening smile indicated that she had gone from amused to fascinated by this conversation. "That's pretty bold for a new fish in the pond. Does she have a grudge against ye or something?"

"Doesn't she have a grudge against everyone here?" She was dead! She was so, so dead! She was bound to screw this up eventually and find her neck under Merida's foot. "I mean, you saw what she did to that poor soul who tried to escape, right?"

"Ah, yes. The dead lass in the block of ice." She nodded fondly. "I laughed out loud when she showed her to me."

It took every ounce of Anna's control over her body to avoid releasing an incredibly ill-timed fart.

"Yeah, well, death's no stranger to me." Anna picked what was left of Merida's soggy apple from the ground and rubbed it against the sole of her unchained foot in an absentminded attempt to clean some dirt off it. "I mean, my parents died not that long ago, and..."

"Is that who ye killed?"

"Wait, what?"

"Yer mum and dad. Is that who ye sent into the ground?"

"Um...no." Anna dropped the apple core back to its resting place, feeling her anxiety banging on the door threatening to take over (along with her increasing need to pass gas). "No offense, but matricide isn't really my style."

"I suppose it's an art not everyone can fully appreciate." Merida practically beamed, snatching up the apple core and using it on her own foot, squishing a bug that was crawling around on her ankle in the process. "Who did ye snuff out then?"

"I never said I did..."

"Oh, don't play daft with me!" Anna couldn't tell if Merida was being playful or threatening her. "Someone as, to word it in a delicate manner, 'diverted' by the girls on the chain as ye were a moment ago doesn't end up in prison fer snatching wallets from a few pockets."

"So you think I ended someone's life so I could watch a bunch of unhappy women hack away at rocks all day?"

"No, I'm saying ye did it because ye like watching them hack away at rocks all day. Yer like me. Ya didn't take someone out in a 'do or die' situation. Nah, I'd wager ye killed someone in the interests of self-satisfaction. Ya wanted to do it."

"What makes you so certain I wasn't framed?"

"Like I haven't heard that nonsense enough around here. 'Oh, my boyfriend made me do drugs!' 'My boyfriend broke into the house, not me!' 'I shot me husband because he was beating the living daylights out of me!' I feel insulted every time one of those dumb wenches tries to pull that crap with me. This ain't some low budget softcore porno flick in which the innocent virgin gets gang-banged in the shower!"

Anna watched as Merida moved the apple core to her other foot and began scrubbing it with a bit too much vigor between her toes, her mind whirling around like a tornado as she tried to figure out where she was going with any of this. Was she trying to scare the living shit out of Anna or taking a stab at making fast friends with her?

"So...I'll ask again...what are ya in fer?"

"Is that a request or an order?"

Crap. There went Anna's dumb-as-dirt mouth again. Stupid Anna's mouth! But Merida continued to smile, throwing the core back to the ground where it would probably be left to rot away in the heat for days. Her smile remained as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a...

Anna's heartbeat suddenly went up a few octaves. Merida was holding a weapon!

"Wh...where did you get that?"

"Oh, this? This here used to be a fork. Ya can get 'em pretty easily from Dinglehopper. She's a bit of a quiet one, she is, but she likes to collect 'em or something. And when a girl is in her cell for a long time and hidden under her blanket, it's amazing what she can turn something like this into. It's crude, I know, but when you remove the weak edges of the fork and then sharpen the rest of it, ya do wind up with a fairly effective blade."

She swiftly placed it against Anna's throat, so close to her flesh that she was terrified of even swallowing as that might be enough to get her cut. Though made of fairly thin plastic, Merida had managed through her handiwork to make it dangerous, and if she were to push it into her with enough force, it could easily drive itself into her neck. Words failed her. Her eyes searched around, everywhere they could manage to dart, looking for anyone who might come to her aid, but all she saw from a distance were two bulky guards, standing vigilantly on opposite ends of Elsa.

Elsa?!
Anna Goes to Prison: Chapter 25
This is a story I'm currently working on at Fanfiction.net. I thought I would also post it here. I should post one chapter on here a day until I run out of ones I currently have written.

Also, I may put a "mature content" warning on here later on just to be safe, but over at FF I have this with a T rating. So there's nothing "extreme" in this per se.

Comments, reviews and feedback are VERY welcome and appreciated. Enjoy. :) (Smile)

Want to see the story on Fanfiction.net? New chapters go live there before they are posted here. Link below:

Anna Behind Bars
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I recently hit 50 followers! Yay! I'm so thankful to all of you who decided my work is worthy of your time. :)

As a way to celebrate, I'm doing a special offer: in the past, I would make special Disney mugshots for those who posted a review on my Anna Behind Bars fanfiction. Now, I'm taking that a step forward: If you post a review on my fanfiction, I will write a jail-related one shot about a Disney heroine of your choice.
All you have to do is...

1. Post a review on Fanfiction.net for Anna Behind Bars
2. Post a comment here letting me know you posted it (Fanfiction.Net does allow guest reviews).
3. Tell me which Disney heroine you would like a jail-related one shot about.

There are two rules. They are..

1. Make sure your review says more than just "Good story!" please. Actual comments are very much appreciated.
2. Don't request I draw a child. So, Ariel's okay. Moana's okay. But please don't ask for a story about someone around Lilo's age range.

That's all for now, folks! Thanks again for the follows. They mean so much to me. :)

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BulldozerIvan Featured By Owner Edited Apr 8, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm reading your fanfic.  It's impressive, but I can't help but think of ways to change/ruin it.  Power Rangers, for example... :-p. 

Yeah, let's start there.  Kimberly and Trini wake up with no memory how they got to Frozen Heart.  They blame Elsa's behavior on Rita, naturally.  The others also have no idea why those two are even there.  Just a thought.

Edit:  I've been reading some more.  Simply wow.  The SCALLOP staff would never be allowed to work for your Elsa.  I guess that's why Keet escaped so easily:  the wardens I write are total softies.  Yours are pretty brutal.  Good work.
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gregterry480 Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2015
Hey, thanks. :) If you couldl leave some reviews on fanfiction.net, that would be awesome (if you want to, that is). It's very hard to get noticed on that site and reviews are a great way to increase traffic. Plus, I like hearing a reader's thoughts as the chapters progress. :) Either way, thanks for your comments (although know that the title of the story on FF is a little misleading).
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BulldozerIvan Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
I'll quick-doodle up some Kimberly and Trini rap sheets, if you like, just in case you do want to go that route.  Would you like them in Frozen Heart or SDCPM (SCALLOP) formatting?  Your format is a lot simpler.
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