The Great Breakout
Not your grandmother's breakout
“Okay you mugs, derelicts, and heathen. Gather ‘round. We’ve got some work to do.” the Mastermind said.
“Yo, Bobby and Nancy! Where’re you two headed?”
“We’re just…” Bobby said.
“No, you get back here. We’re going to need a full squad to break our brethren out of that prison they’re in. No exceptions.”
“All right, all right. We’re in. Not that we have a choice,” said Bobby. “But we don’t like the way you’re going about it.”
“What’s not to like?” the Mastermind asked.
“You’re not gonna harm any of the guards, are ya?” asked Nancy.
“Not planning to,” said the Mastermind. “But if they don’t cooperate, we may not have any other choice. We can’t guarantee anything at this point.”
“But they’re low wage shlubs. Why don’t you go after The Brass?”
“Pfft. Untouchable. Later. Later, my friend. Let’s just go for the low hanging fruit here. Our Brothers and Sisters are in jeopardy and some of ‘em may lose their life if we don’t act soon. We’re breaking ‘em out. That’s all there is to it.”
Nancy said, “What about the others, the ones who are, um, not of our kind?”
“Oh, them?” the Mastermind said. “Pfft. They’re nothing. Let the public deal with them when they’re roaming the streets. When it’s all said and done, it’ll be like, well, herding cats. That’s the public’s fault for letting it get this way.”
The Mastermind went over his plan.
“The tricky part is getting the guards to open all the cell blocks at the same time. I’m sure there’s a master switch. I just don’t have a lot of intel on the inside to confirm that. Now, y’all have your assignments. We need to synchronize our watches…”
“Uh, Mr. Mastermind. We don’t wear watches.”
“I know that. I just saw it in a movie once. We’ll just storm the doors when the guards are changing shifts. Overwhelm them. Make them pay for what they do. Now, any questions?”
“But what if we’re looking at this all wrong? What if these guards are helping them?”
The Mastermind asked, “Helping? How could the guards be helping?”
“Well, what if they picked them off the streets because they couldn’t find any food and were lost?”
“Possible, but what of the killing after a few months?”
“Eh, you might have a point there. All right. Let’s go free ‘em. I’m in.”
“Yeah, when do we eat? That forest nearby is just crawling with squirrels and rabbits. When do we eat?” asked Odie. “Can’t we go feast over there first?
“We eat when the job’s over. Plus, our friends will be helping us find food since their senses have increased since they’ve been in the slammer. So, everyone ready? Community Animal Shelter here we come.”
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