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Aaliyah hummed, leaning forward in the mirror as she fixed up her bangs. Squinting her eyes, she watched as Alex walked in. Liyah glared at her through the mirror, Vause seemingly ignoring her, not wanting to start anything. Aaliyah turned around, sitting on counter as Carol spoke. "Sorry, I've got the girls double-booked." It was obvious she wasn't sorry, kinda wanting the tall girl to leave actually. "But Aaliyah can take care of you if she feels like it," Carol adds, Aaliyah playing with the scissors with an evil glint in her eye.

Alex sighs, sitting in the chair. "That's okay. '80s bangs aren't really my thing. And I'm smart enough to not trust Aaliyah with sharp objects." Aaliyah raised a brow, the twins glancing at Alex, seemingly offended by that.

Carol shared a look with Aaliyah who simply huffed, already annoyed with Vause. "Bonnie, Gail, give us a few minutes." The twins sighed and made their exit. Alex glanced at Aaliyah, who still stared at her, eye twitching for a slight second like a doll, her hand clenched around the pair of scissors. "Broken barbie, staying?" Aaliyah rolls her eyes, Carol being quite amused. Not many people attempted to insult Aaliyah unless they were looking for an ass beating, or had a death wish.

"You're lucky I'm in my healing process to kick your ass for that." Aaliyah muttered, setting her hands on her knees and leaning forward.

Carol turns to Alex, crossing her legs. "You got a lot of nerve, interrupting my beauty hour." Alex nods, but she wasn't gonna back down yet. She was doing this for her fiancé. "You need to get Badison under control." Carol clasped her hands together, Aaliyah looking on in amusement. "Since when did you start telling me what to do?" Carol queried. "Since you're minion became hell-bent on stealing Piper's date."

Carol scoffs, "so Badison's a shit-stirrer."

"She's like the fucking handheld blender of shit-stirring," Alex retorts and Aaliyah couldn't help but agree with her. "Girl goes rogue every now and again, but at the end of the day, she does what I need her to." Carol replied, looking at her nails that Aaliyah had begged to paint bubble gum pink. Of course, she objected each time much to Liyah's dismay. Alex tilt her head, "like bringing in those phones? Because that was actually my idea. The connection to Luschek? Mine."

"She never mentioned it," Carol said, putting on a blank front but Aaliyah could tell this information intrigued Carol.

Alex was quick with her response. "Of course she didn't. Badison's so desperate to be your top dog, she's never gonna give someone else credit. And from what I hear, Aaliyah's pretty much been doing Badison's job since she got here." As that may have been quite true, it was only temporary until Aaliyah left. "You're a very smart woman, Carol. I honestly don't know why you keep her around."

"Maybe because she's so desperate to stay my top dog. And she's got her moves." Now, Aaliyah heavily disagreed with that. Badison's moves were childish and frankly, Aaliyah could easily out do her when it came to revenge and well, literally anything. Alex held the compulsing urge to smile after hearing Aaliyah scoff quite loudly at that. "Please. I had better moves in the eighth grade. By the time I was 21, I was moving 50 kilos of black tar through three continents." Now this, seemed to really intrigue Carol. "You still got connections?"

"That depends. You gonna keep Badison from giving Piper more time?" Alex shot back coyly. Aaliyah, quite unfortunately, couldn't help but actually support this, she definitely would've done the exact same thing if this was Janae. So she got where Alex was coming from, and so did Carol. She could recall a time where she would've done this exact same thing for Alissa. Carol chuckles. "You must really love this girl."

Alex smiles at the thought of Piper. "Yeah, I do." She chuckles softly.

Carol leaned forward, "I do this for you..it means you're working for me now."

Alex nods, glancing at Aaliyah who simply held a small smirk on her face. "Then I guess we have a deal."

Aaliyah giggles, "can I paint your nails now?" Carol blinks, looking at Aaliyah with the same exact answer she's had for the past two days. "Not a chance cookie." Aaliyah huffs, rolling her eyes. Alex internally rolls her eyes before sticking her hand out, "You can paint mine." Aaliyah grins, grabbing the pink color, Alex immediately shook her head and picked up the black nail polish. Aaliyah groaned, "nobody wants anything fun around here." (the sophia influence)

"Not everyone wants to look like a bubble gum wrapper," Alex retorts as Aaliyah opens up the black color.

"Whatever you say, Lesbian Morticia."

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"All right, shower time's over. Get the fuck out," Aaliyah claps her hands. "Scram losers," Carol adds. Badison looked at the two with a curious eye. "Bloody hell, am I speaking fucking English? Hurry up!" Aaliyah ordered impatiently, the last girl slipping on her sandals and rushing out. "Hey, Carol. Sure you wanna frizz up your new 'do with all this humidity?" Badison questioned, holding her clear bag of toiletries.

Carol slaps it from her hand as Aaliyah leaned against the wall with her arms crossed. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Chasing after Chapmam on the playground when we're gearing up for war?" Badison clearly wasn't understanding why this was such a big deal. "Ever heard of multitasking?" She retorts. "Seems to me you can't even do the one fucking job I gave you. Vause told me the phones were her idea and using Luschek as our pipeline."

Badison scoffs with a mix of a chuckle, though quite annoyed that Vause snitched. "Ideas are like assholes. We all got 'em and most of 'em stink. Doesn't matter who thought of what. I'm the one on the ground running this thing." Badison stated.

Aaliyah walked forward, deciding to imput, loving when she able to tick the fake blonde off. "Not anymore, you're not." Badison looks at her before looking back at Carol, completely baffled. "You're cutting me loose? In the middle of a freakin' war?" Carol smirked, crossing her arms, "No. It's never a good idea to change horses midstream. That's why I'm pairing you up with Vause. Double the flavor, double the fun."

Badison scoffs in disbelief, shaking her head slightly. "No, forget it. I ain't working with her."

Carol clearly didn't care what she wanted to do. "Keep mouthing off and you'll be working for her." Carol pats her cheek mockingly, walking towards the exit, she pauses, turning around. "And if I catch you trying to steal Chapman's date, or messing with her in any way...you can bet your pasty white ass, there'll be consequences. Liyah, come on. We got work to do." Aaliyah grinned, clasping her hands together, she walks around Badison.

"I love plotting demise."

"I know cupcake."

Sitting into their shared cell, Carol watched as Aaliyah made a weapon, one that would be used for the war. A knock against the doorframe was heard, making Aaliyah quickly hide the weapons. Carol and Aaliyah turned to see Hellman at the door. "Channing, you're getting transferred in two days so make sure you pack your shit." He stated before walking off. Aaliyah took a breath, smiling, she clapped her hands excitedly. "Two more days until I see my girl."

Carol smiled, patting the girl's knee. "I'm gonna miss you. It's gonna feel so..dull without you." Aaliyah frowned, before growing a smile, holding her hands to her chest, "Awe, you love me. I'm flattered." Carol rolled her eyes playfully as Aaliyah returned to making the weapon. "By the way, I was thinking, and I remembered, I completely forgot to ask about Henderson. How did that go? How'd you deal with her?"

Carol smirks, recalling that situation. "That's a funny story actually. She got put in my bunk, and boy when she found out my name, she looked like she was about to shit herself. You really scared her." Aaliyah chuckles as she continues to make the weapons. "Anyways, during lights out, I slit her wrists, she bled out, made it look like a suicide. You know, I seen that scar you gave her on her forearm, pretty cool. I thought I was evil." Carol said, feigning an impressed look.

Aaliyah grinned, recalling how she carved her initial into Henderson's arm. "Okay, but she had that coming. She tried to shank me, luckily Janae stopped her. I couldn't let her get away with it without going unpunished. That would just make me look...what's the word I'm looking for? Oh! Yes! It would make me look like pansy." Carol chuckles, shaking her head in amusement. "How'd you get away with it?"

Aaliyah giggles, "Well, if you must know, I told the CO she was a cutter and they took her to medical. Luckily we had the same initial so they couldn't pin it on me despite whatever she tried to say. Also the fact that I had quite the power back then, was very useful." Carol smiles, watching Aaliyah with interest. She always enjoyed seeing how happy Aaliyah got when she talked about something that made her happy or amused. And yes, this made the Brit girl sound crazy...but to be completely honest...she was crazy.

I mean, who wasn't a little crazy?

"I can't help but agree. She did have it coming. She was annoying as fuck. The cookie rambled like her life depended on it. She never shut up." Carol said, with a look of pure annoyance at the past memory.

Aaliyah nods in agreement, humming at her work, she lays out the weapons in front of Carol. "All right. Which one shall we be using?" Carol eyes the options before picking up the one that seemed to be the easiest to make and most effective. "Let's go pay Badison a visit, shall we?" Aaliyah nods, putting away the other shivs, she stands up with Carol. "We shall."

Aaliyah followed Carol to Badison's cell, just as she turned around, the fake blonde paused. Carol unveiling the weapon in her hand, Badison gulped nervously, thinking it was gonna be used on her. Aaliyah creepy smile didn't help the fact either. "You like it? Liyah made it. She's quite talented, don't you think?" Carol spoke, Aaliyah leaning on the bedframe, her eyes flickering to the door every now and then, checking for guards. "Oh, yeah. She's--she's a beauty." Badison stammers.

Carol takes a few steps as Liyah continues to watch the door. "Good. Kickball game's in two days. You need to make enough of these for all the girls. Aaliyah will help you, when she feels like it, of course." Badison raised a brow, "Vause get one too?" Carol inhaled, thinking about it. "Let her handle the business front. I only give weapons to my warriors." Badison nods, taking the shiv from Carol.

"What about british barbie over here? What's she gonna do?" Badison queried as Carol was on her way out with Aaliyah.

She paused in her steps, turning to look at the fake blonde. "Don't worry about her."

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a/n: JALIYAH REUNION NEXT CHAPTER IM SO EXCITED!! i can't wait for my babies to reunite 🤭

two more chapters left..im sad :( but this means i can work on my carol book more 💃

carol loves aaliyah sm, u cannot say that she doesn't 🥲

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