"Heh. There we go!" Jaf rubbed his hands gleefully at his handy work and stared satisfactorily at the newly constructed jail quarters. The newly constructed jail quarters that was newly packed with crazy AFC members, that is.

"Great work Jaf," Jared said, clapping his partner in crime prevention on the back heartily.

Not even the cries and moans of discomfort and extreme anger from inside could deter their celebration.

It was a terrific set up. There was only one big jail cell made out of an indestructible alloy (I forget the name of it; you know, the alloy that's indestructible, whatever it's called) but inside there were tons of individual force fields, one for each unruly cast member. It was like a little colony of forcefield pods in there, truly magnificent.

"Hey let us out of here, Jaf!" Miss Ayeka said. "I still have to finish my never ending duel with Miss Ryoko!"

"Yeh Jaf, you dork!" Sephiroth Strife complained. "That freakin monkey was doing nasty things to me! I have to avenge my battered honor!"

"Sorry guys!" Their fearless and now just a little controlling leader brushed them off. "You should have thought of that before you went and destroyed half the kingdom."

"Yeh, but is it really necessary to have ALL of us in here?" Leviathan complained. "I mean, I didn't do anything at all!"

"Yeh," Myzery Lambz piped up. "I know it seems that I would haaaave liked the ideaaaa of being oppressed since it would give me something moooore to cooomplain about, but," she glanced around quickly at her predicament, "THIS SUCKS!!"

"YEH!!" a collective roar emitted from the angry crowd.

"Hey, hey, guys!" Jaf said, trying to calm them down. "It's just until we can get some repairs on this place! I mean, the cafeteria is in shambles, the garden has been all dug up, the carrot patches are being pilfered every night! Not to mention the fact that all of you guys trashed the grand circle where we admit new members. You know, it's like you don't even care about good housekeeping and the proper etiquette of a royal palace. I managed to get you all looking halfway respectable when we welcomed in Evil Pii to the kingdom."

"Yeh, that meant a lot to our family," Evil said from behind his forcefield bars.

"But right after that you started going crazy, fighting as usual. The regular knights couldn't get you under control and were just causing more damage!"

"Yeh, well, it's a hard job," Keiichi said from his forcefield cage.

"I just couldn't let you guys keep on wreaking things and destroying Aeka's kingdom like that."

"We're sorry!" Nekobus yelled, irritated. "Just let us out and we'll be good!"

"Nope! You've got to learn some civilization. Some culture! This is a princess's kingdom, after all."

Just then a door bell rang.

"Oh! There, you see? What would've happened if we had had visitors when you guys were running wild like you were, huh? It would've scared them off." Jaf then marched confidently over to the door and opened it wide. "Welcome visitor!" he shouted elaborately. "Welcome to the AFC kingdom! You are welcome to join if you so wish, so please, come in and sit down! Grab a chair and make yourself at home!"

"Thank you very much," a small set man replied, bowing to the AFC headman. He was carrying a suit and a briefcase and looked very respectable and professional. It was obvious that he was from the respectable and professional town of Ceres, California (ok, I admit it, I know nothing about Ceres, California, I made that up, so shoot me). "I heard that you have a society here which is devoted to praising the princess Aeka. I am known as Ceres from Ceres California. They call me that because I am from Ceres California. Anyway, I would like to join you in your mission to bring love and admiration to the magnificent princess. I know that you are a fair and just leader and I know that I will be happy at this club of fairness and- Hey! What the hell?!!" Ceres pointed towards the huge jail complex and then to Jaf and Jared accusingly.

"What? Oh those guys? Oh that's nothing. They're just the more rowdy members, you know the ones that can't seem to behave as well as the regular ones. Now, to sign up all you have to do is sign on the paper Jared is holding up."

Jared held out a clip board with a single sheet document on it for Ceres.

"I don't know if I want to join this club if this kind of persecution is going on around here!!" the respectable and professional man from California said.

"No, it's nothing like that. They like it in their cells really. Now just sign on the dotted line please."

"I don't like this set up," he complained. "You know, I have half a mind to report you to the club authorities. I don't think that it's right to persecute your own members like this." Jared handed the small man the pen which he took absently during his speech. "And another thing, just where do you get off locking ANY of your club members up like this, anyway? Let alone all of them! Why, I remember the good old days back when a club was made for the members and not for the leader!"

Jared pointed to the document. "On the dotted line please."

Ceres signed it absent-mindedly (<--- is that a word?) and continued with his speech. "You know something Mr. Jaf, Mr. Jared, I don't know if I want to join this club of yours!"

Jared led him by the hand over to the jail cell carefully.

"Why, if it weren't for my undying love for Aeka I'd knock you two right in the kisser, I would! I have half a mind to take off my belt right now and whip you two kids like you should've been whipped a long time ago!"

Jared opened a door for Ceres, which he entered, still babbling.

"And another thing, I-" Suddenly the door slammed behind him and a forcefield appeared, surrounding him.

"There we go!" Jaf said, clapping his hands. "You see how easy that is?! A lot easier than you guys running around like a bunch of maniacs!"

"Let us out of here, you tyrant!" Jinnai shouted, energy emitting from his fingertips. It was lucky for Jaf and Jared that the cages were energy proof.

"Now hold on!" the arrogant headman said angrily. "This is for your own good! It's not permanent! It's just until we get this place fixed up, maybe after me and Jared catch a sabbatical or something. Besides, I think you're forgetting, who made this club, who this club was made for! Who do you think controls this club?! Who do you think everything is done for?! Who do you think gave the final word to let you guys in in the first place?! Who do you think this club is all about, who controls everything around here?!!! I tell you that person is!" Jaf shouted, his thumb cocked up to his chest. "That person is-"

"What's going on here?!!" Aeka yelled, walking up from the palace walkway. "What's all this here?"

"AEKA!!" Jaf screamed, jumping ten feet into the air, sweatdrop hanging down around his ankles. "Uh, this? This is nothing. Your other royal subjects were just, uhm, taking a rest in the new, uh, resting houses!"

"NO WE WEREN'T" the prisoners all yelled collectively.

"SHUT UP!!! Yeh, uh, this is just a temporary thing, Aeka. Just for a little bit until they get all rested up and, um, less tired and uh-"

"Really? Well it's ugly." Aeka looked disapprovingly at the large metal cage.

"Well princess, it's for the good of the kingdom I think, and-"

"Where's the button to get rid of this thing?" Aeka asked, searching the large control panel next to the cage. "Ah, here it is."

"PRINCESS NO!!"

"Suddenly the cage lifted into the air, the forcefield cages vaporizing into nothingness. For a split second, all the former prisoners just stood, shocked by their sudden freedom. That split second was used by Jared to make a hasty retreat, which was easy since everyone was looking daggers at Jaf.

"Oh crap!" Jaf gasped, putting his hands up. "Um, guys, can we talk about this? Maybe have a nice conversation over some tea or something?"

"Well, I'm going to bed," Aeka called back to Jaf and the others as she headed back up the walk way to her palace. "You guys have fun out here."

"Yes Aeka!" everyone called back to their true leader. Everyone except Jaf that is. Jaf was too busy preparing for the beating that was to come. And oh, did it ever.

That was the first time Jaf or Jared ever abused their powers. Oh and believe you me, it was also the last.

Oh, and the Jail complex? Suffice it to say that, using their collective powers, the angry AFC members took that big piece of crap, polished it up real nice, turned it sideways and stuck somewhere.