31_days | [July 9, 2006] [Prison Break] "Stupid is as Stupid Does", Fernando Sucre, PG-13

Title: Stupid is as Stupid Does
Day/Theme: July 09: Am I encased in this devil's plan?
Series: Prison Break
Character: Fernando Sucre
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sucre has no doubts about the decisions he's made, but it's only healthy to entertain a few fears. Set during ep. 7: "Riots, Drills and the Devil, part 1"; references ep. 16: "Brother's Keeper".
Word count: 467
Notes: spoilers for Titanic (slightly more than "the boat sinks!"), in case anyone doesn't know but still cares.

Sure, go ahead and get all impatient with me, Mister White Guy With College, So Smart, Smiling Like You Know Everything. Think I'm stupid while you make plans that mean there's this great chance your nose is gonna melt onto the back of your head in a steam explosion.

Then again, you got me to stand here with sweat dripping in my eyes while I try and drill straight. Maybe you are the smart one.

Smart or not, Scofield's also pretty crazy. A man who makes a way into prison on purpose just to get out again has more than one kind of devil on his back. I just wish he didn't have to share this Devil with me.

Fuck. Scofield's got the degree for this work, why's he making me do it? And I gotta do it by chipping up the Devil's face, my hand right there in his mouth. I fucking swear - I mean, I'm pretty sure he is looking right at me.

It's as bad as sticking the gun in that store owner's face the second time. That was like asking the Devil to come up and kick me in the nuts, right? I knew it was dumb. I was telling myself that my chances of getting caught were way higher. All that time I was walking to the store, I was thinking how maybe that guy decided to get a security system installed, or maybe he got his six-foot son to hide behind the freezer with a baseball bat in case of more robberies.

I never stopped walking, though. I ain't gonna stop drilling, either, so I might as well stop pissing myself about this and trust in God and love. Maricruz, baby, if I can't face some devil for you...

See, I figure little things can mess you up as much as the big things. Sure, you could go down on the Titanic, but maybe you don't look both ways when you cross the street and wham, you're just as dead as Rose. Jack? Whatever, it was a chick flick!

I could stay in Fox River for the next few months and lose Maricruz. Or I break out and I have to get to her with the whole country's police force in-between. Maybe most people wouldn't pick the choice that I did, but I know which kind of mess I can handle, even if it doesn't look like it's the right kind of important.

Besides, it's not going to be any better to wait to get out of here legally, 'cause I'll get thrown right back in. It probably wouldn't take more than a day back home before I'd have to shoot Hector's two-tongued head off.

So I'm in all the way, even if I have to stare the Devil down.