(Much thanks to the people who are characters in this story! What would I
do without ya?)
TWING-PIP
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CLINK!
Waffles bent over to retrieve his coin. Although there was already enough noise coming from one of the girls on stage, the sound of the coin had been deafening. Waffles ignored the disgusted looks from around the room.
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"Would youse knock it off already!" snapped Sparks. Waffles glanced at Sparks and then at a rather annoyed Hiccups.
TWING..... Sparks knocks the coin outta the air and it fly's off the balcony and lands somewhere amongst the seats below. " 'EY! Ise was gonna get me papes wit dat!" protested Waffles completely overlooking the fact that he had more coins in his pocket. "Sit down, would ya?' said Hiccups 'Youse gonna watch the show or what?"
Waffles slinks off to a nearby corner within sight of the show, humming to the song being sung. Waffles seemed unusually restless and depressed. He loved the theater, but he just couldn't focus on the show. To Hiccups and Sparks this seemed nothing out of the ordinary as this happened all the time.
Below the girl on stage finished her song and thus ending tonight's show everyone began to leave, everyone, that is, except Hiccups, Waffles, and Sparks who got up and went into another room where Hiccups had been staying for the past 3 days. Waffles quickly found a corner to stand in, Sparks and Hiccups sit down in chairs set out by a table. Waffles, feeling completely out of place, finds a chair and joins everyone else at the table.
"So when's Medda gonna show up?" asked Sparks.
"I dunno... she should be 'ere soon" replied Hiccups
Waffles produces another coin and begins to flip it. Hiccups and Sparks stop what they're doing and glare at him menacingly. Waffles glances up from what he's doing and quickly pockets the coin. "Uhhh I.... sorry" Waffles soon found himself standing by a window overlooking the street below. From his vantage he could see a cop riding a horse, a skinny newsie, and half of one of the Delancey brothers in an alley. The smell of food wafted in the air and Waffles began to think of home... or what used to be home, before the fire, before he lost his parents, before life on the streets of Harlem or Brooklyn or wherever he happened to find himself living. Now home tended to be an alley behind the theater, though he would never let Medda know. He hated the idea that Medda might offer him a place inside, he hated receiving charity though he often found himself being charitable when he could afford to be. He only recently became a newsie for the World and found that he had a knack for improving the headlines.
Waffles heard the door open behind him. He quickly spun around expecting to see Medda. Instead a tall man stood there. Waffles didn't recognize this man nor did Sparks or Hiccups judging by the confused looks on their faces.
"Hallo der! Medda sent meh ta tell ya she can't make it tanight. She sez she's sorry and dinnahs on her." The man placed some money on the table. "Well, Ise'll be goin' now. Enjoy dinnah!" The man turned and left forgetting to close the door behind him.
The three looked at each other quizzically. Hiccups was the first to speak "Wonder why she didn't come..." the sound of Waffle's stomach growling cut her off. "We'll find out about tat latteh, lets go get some food foist"
TWING-PIP
TWING-PIP
CLINK!
Waffles bent over to retrieve his coin. Although there was already enough noise coming from one of the girls on stage, the sound of the coin had been deafening. Waffles ignored the disgusted looks from around the room.
TWING-PIP
TWING-PIP
"Would youse knock it off already!" snapped Sparks. Waffles glanced at Sparks and then at a rather annoyed Hiccups.
TWING..... Sparks knocks the coin outta the air and it fly's off the balcony and lands somewhere amongst the seats below. " 'EY! Ise was gonna get me papes wit dat!" protested Waffles completely overlooking the fact that he had more coins in his pocket. "Sit down, would ya?' said Hiccups 'Youse gonna watch the show or what?"
Waffles slinks off to a nearby corner within sight of the show, humming to the song being sung. Waffles seemed unusually restless and depressed. He loved the theater, but he just couldn't focus on the show. To Hiccups and Sparks this seemed nothing out of the ordinary as this happened all the time.
Below the girl on stage finished her song and thus ending tonight's show everyone began to leave, everyone, that is, except Hiccups, Waffles, and Sparks who got up and went into another room where Hiccups had been staying for the past 3 days. Waffles quickly found a corner to stand in, Sparks and Hiccups sit down in chairs set out by a table. Waffles, feeling completely out of place, finds a chair and joins everyone else at the table.
"So when's Medda gonna show up?" asked Sparks.
"I dunno... she should be 'ere soon" replied Hiccups
Waffles produces another coin and begins to flip it. Hiccups and Sparks stop what they're doing and glare at him menacingly. Waffles glances up from what he's doing and quickly pockets the coin. "Uhhh I.... sorry" Waffles soon found himself standing by a window overlooking the street below. From his vantage he could see a cop riding a horse, a skinny newsie, and half of one of the Delancey brothers in an alley. The smell of food wafted in the air and Waffles began to think of home... or what used to be home, before the fire, before he lost his parents, before life on the streets of Harlem or Brooklyn or wherever he happened to find himself living. Now home tended to be an alley behind the theater, though he would never let Medda know. He hated the idea that Medda might offer him a place inside, he hated receiving charity though he often found himself being charitable when he could afford to be. He only recently became a newsie for the World and found that he had a knack for improving the headlines.
Waffles heard the door open behind him. He quickly spun around expecting to see Medda. Instead a tall man stood there. Waffles didn't recognize this man nor did Sparks or Hiccups judging by the confused looks on their faces.
"Hallo der! Medda sent meh ta tell ya she can't make it tanight. She sez she's sorry and dinnahs on her." The man placed some money on the table. "Well, Ise'll be goin' now. Enjoy dinnah!" The man turned and left forgetting to close the door behind him.
The three looked at each other quizzically. Hiccups was the first to speak "Wonder why she didn't come..." the sound of Waffle's stomach growling cut her off. "We'll find out about tat latteh, lets go get some food foist"