Campfire Convict
Inmate File: #CC-004
Charge: Unauthorized fires, reckless marshmallow activity, and disturbing the peace
Known for: Smoke, bad ideas, and saying “it’ll be fine” right before it absolutely is not
Status: Under close supervision
The Marshmallow Incident
Campfire Convict had been given one rule. “No fire in the yard.” So naturally, ten minutes later, there was a fire in the yard.
“Relax,” he told Banana Bandit, poking a marshmallow into the flames. “I know what I’m doing.” The marshmallow caught fire instantly. Campfire Convict panicked and flung it. It sailed across the yard, bounced off a candy crate, landed in Jailhouse Java’s cup, and sent everyone running.
The Warden arrived just in time to see smoke drifting past the windows, Banana Bandit laughing on the ground, and Campfire Convict standing beside a smoking pile of marshmallows with the stick still in his hand.
There was a long silence. Campfire Convict shrugged. “Little overdone.”
Then one last marshmallow popped out of the fire and landed on the Warden’s hat.
Nobody moved. Campfire Convict slowly backed away and ran for cover.
Confiscated item: One burnt marshmallow stick
Warden’s note: “He is no longer in charge of snacks.”
Risk level: Toasted, reckless, and one spark from disaster. 🔥💀
Charge: Unauthorized fires, reckless marshmallow activity, and disturbing the peace
Known for: Smoke, bad ideas, and saying “it’ll be fine” right before it absolutely is not
Status: Under close supervision
The Marshmallow Incident
Campfire Convict had been given one rule. “No fire in the yard.” So naturally, ten minutes later, there was a fire in the yard.
“Relax,” he told Banana Bandit, poking a marshmallow into the flames. “I know what I’m doing.” The marshmallow caught fire instantly. Campfire Convict panicked and flung it. It sailed across the yard, bounced off a candy crate, landed in Jailhouse Java’s cup, and sent everyone running.
The Warden arrived just in time to see smoke drifting past the windows, Banana Bandit laughing on the ground, and Campfire Convict standing beside a smoking pile of marshmallows with the stick still in his hand.
There was a long silence. Campfire Convict shrugged. “Little overdone.”
Then one last marshmallow popped out of the fire and landed on the Warden’s hat.
Nobody moved. Campfire Convict slowly backed away and ran for cover.
Confiscated item: One burnt marshmallow stick
Warden’s note: “He is no longer in charge of snacks.”
Risk level: Toasted, reckless, and one spark from disaster. 🔥💀
