Jail House Rock

The red head didn't want any sympathy, if Carlos had given it his temper would've only gotten worse.
Rubbing his now sore hand he continued to pace, desperatly trying to think of something to get them out of the situation.

Sighing and rolling his eyes, Carlos thought it would be best not to show any sympathy seeing as the red head did deserve it.

It was clear the red head was getting frustrated. Cursing loudly he punched the wall in front of him which only made him curse even more as a crack came from his knuckles.

Rolling his eyes, Carlos did as he was told and merely watched his red head friend.

"I'm thinking, shut up" He snapped as he paced up and down again, trying to find a way out that wouldn't get them in even more trouble.

There was a long pause before Carlos sighed. "You're planning an escape? You're just asking for a worse sentence if you even try."

"I could use magic, would be the easiest way to get out, but that would have us all over the news as wanted felons..."

Carlos merely stayed silent and watched his friend pace back and forth in the small cell.

Carefully he tied his hair up tightly and continued to pace.

Heaving a sigh, the older male decided the mature thing to do whas to allow the red head to to do whatever he liked unless it would cause him harm.

Growling Skye continued to pace up and down the cell.

"Moody to me..." Carlos grumbled as he stared out of the cell.

"I'm not moody I'm just trying to think"

Pouting and glaring, Carlos crossed his arms. "Unusually moody today."

"If you're sorry shut up" Skye half growled whilst continuing to pace up and down.

Raising his hands defensively as he backed off away from the red head, the older male apologised quickly.

Skye shot his friend the dirtiest look anyone could ever have expected from him, before returning to his thoughts.

"Don't hurt yourself." Carlos half chuckled as he watched his friend pace back and forth, rather interested in what exactly he was thinking about.

"Thinking" He muttered under his breath as he paced around the cell.

Looking up at the red head, Carlos raised an eyebrow and heaved himself to his feet.
"...What're you doing?"

Five minutes later the red head pulled away and stood up, begining to try and think of ways to get the two of them out of there.

Once again, Carlos was completely bewildered by why the red head was doing this. Sighing almost silently, he wrapped his arms around the red head and hugged him back.

The boy looked at Carlos and hugged him again.

"That's right." Carlos said with a slight grin. "Always look on the brightside."

Chucking the red head admitted that things could be an awful lot worse than they currently were.