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"Troublemakers ... scarin' the life outta folks ... just getting your jollies, never think about the folk under you ... suppose you think that was fun... bloody teenagers..."

The desk sergeant looks angry and irritable, scowling at them and muttering as he pushes papers around.

"Wasting police time ... resources ... cells for a night's the least of what you deserve, your parents oughta have taught you better..."

Steph is still finding it nearly impossible not to giggle. Especially when she glances at Sokka beside her, streaked with gravel and hair spiky from the wind, and remembers the looks on the people's faces.

"You damn kids don't even know the trouble you're in," the sergeant grumps, standing up finally with a notepad. "All right, give me your names."

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Sokka said she was made of awesome.

'scuse Steph, she's just going to glow like a little sun for a few minutes, thrumming with warmth.

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

"Yup," she informs them both, grinning enormously. "I don't wanna break too much stuff, the guy's only doing his job."

"It's too bad I can't get through this window," Sokka notes, looking up at the hole that Steph had wriggled through earlier, "we wouldn't have to bug him at all."

He leans against the bars again, trying to peer at the man in the cell next to him. "Hey, what'd you do to get arrested?"

Steph is giggling again as she unlocks her door and leaves it open, heading across the hallway to work on Sokka's.

"Hey, I was listening -- he tried to snatch Barbara's purse. While she was with Dinah. We're not dealing with a brilliant mind here."

Thoughtful:

"On the other hand ... his girlfriend's pregnant."

Edited 2008-06-06 03:56 (UTC)

Sokka snorts, giving Bill a you're-a-moron look. "Seriously? Dinah's like seven feet tall, it didn't strike you as a bad idea to mess with one of her friends?"

As for pregnant girlfriends, Sokka just arches a brow and waits for Steph to get to the point.

And also, to the unlocking of his cell.

One is far more important than the other.

Bill looks helpless and sheepish. Steph shakes her head, grinning. "People tend to underestimate blondes. It's tragic."

Beam!

Click; and Sokka, too, is free. Steph twirls the keys again, and then starts down the hall towards Bill's door too.

"I have a lot of sympathy for anyone who's pregnant," she tells Sokka, grinning a little sheepishly herself. "She could probably use a hand. Even if it's his."

"You're assuming he'll actually go back to her to help her out," Sokka points out, frowning just a little as he exits his cell. On the plus side, it's really the first time he's frowned all night.

Nooooo frowns is bad!

"Oh no, I know he'll go back," Steph says confidently, and grins up at Sokka over her shoulder.

"Barbara knows him now."

Edited 2008-06-06 04:11 (UTC)

Sokka blinks at her for a moment.

And then grins at Bill.

"Oh man, you better go marry that girl."

Bill is very much not grinning at Sokka, or even smiling. The young man is sitting on his cot, scowling quite hard at him.

"You don't know nothing about me or Mary," he says.

"No, we don't," Steph says earnestly, swinging his door open. "And we're really sorry to imply things and everything. C'mon, let's blow this joint!"

FIGHTING IS BAD and might make Sokka frown again and she disapproves strongly of frowning Sokkas!

"I say we just march out and blow him kisses. And then run. Yes?"

Bill gets another glance, this time without the grin - and the snide comments. Just a nod to go with Steph's words.

Until she suggests kisses anyway. Then he's just snorting at her.

"How about you blow kisses? I'll just wave."

"I don't wanna blow kisses if I'm the only one blowing kisses," Steph complains, but she's giggling again. "I bet he'd have a heart attack if you did. Go on, you know you wanna."

Sokka considers the possible expression on the sergeant's face, were he to blow him a kiss.

And ~~giggles~~ chuckles.

"Well, maybe."

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