Spoilers: ending of the second movie...
Summary: our boys get a special visit while in prison
Author's note: not beta'ed or anything, lot of mistakes probably but quickly written down. Don't want to see this community die out and we need some new stories on here.
"Get up! You two got a visitor," the guard yelled and rattled the bars of their cell. Connor and Murphy woke up disorientated but soon focused on getting their shirts back on. They never slept with them on, found them too itchy and bothersome. That and Murphy found out soon enough that his lover preferred to sleep on his bare chest because it made them feel even closer. Thankfully the guards didn't mind them snuggling from time to time. As the guards but their handcuffs on, they shared a small glance and smirk. In the back of their minds, both boys loved each other in handcuffs even if they would never say this out loud with someone around.
Whoever was visiting them sure had connections, usually the visits (mainly by Doc) were in a public room with some plastic chairs and a plastic screen between them but this time they were taken to one of the private rooms. Mainly for conjugal visits. Frowning, both of them were led in the room, handcuffs removed and left there by the guards who stayed outside the door. Two women came in, one with slick black hair and a pair of giant sunglasses and a leather jacket showing off her figure, the other one slightly more bulky and with blond hair that looked as if it had been dyed too much.
"Hello sweeties," the blonde woman smirked, sitting down at the table in the middle of the room with her companion while the two brothers decided to keep standing. They shared a glance and then discussed in russian if they should trust these women or not. They had no choice but to sit down in the end as the women urged them to.
"Oh boys, dark blue is so not your color..." the black haired woman scowled and removed her sunglasses, her bright eyes twinkling at them in the hope they would recognize her. And surely, they did, after a few seconds a bright grin spread on their faces and they started laughing. It took them another while however to see that the other woman was actually Smecker in drag and then told him that it was the worst disguise they had ever seen.
"You try looking this good in heels, I dare you," Smecker glared and pursed his lips, deciding to ignore the brothers for at least a few minutes before getting to the point of the visit.
"It's going to take another while for you guys to get out of here, but we're working on it. You'll be out on the streets doing your thing in no time, in the mean time, lay low, we know you've been getting in trouble, a little birdie told us."
"We're perfect little angels," Connor held up his hands in his defense, "just like our ma raised us to be."
"And that's why you're both in prison right now. Seriously, getting into fights and solitary confinement all the time isn't going to help to prove that you both are innocent," Eunice said with her thick accent ringing through. She tried to hide it but failed miserably.
"Now mama knows you boys want to play," Smecker smirked, "but keep it down a bit, don't want the others making a fuss because of it."
The visit didn't take long, at least, it didn't feel as long as it actually was but in the end, Eunice and Paul had to leave again, making a dramatic fuss on how their boys were being mistreated in prison to the guards. All Connor and Murphy could do was smirk and shake their heads. They had the weirdest connections.