Author's note: OK, wow, so I got this overwhelming positive response to this so I guess I'm going to keep it going, I'll try not to disappoint by making it suck. In reference to a message I got...I did forget that Guy was in Casper, but I have six story lines going, which is quite enough for me. Originally I was going to send Fulton to She's All That too, except that I realized to have that many story lines would just confuse me, I think I'm going to have trouble with the ones I have. Oh, and I sent Connie to Newsies for a reason, you'll see why! Anyway, this chapter is waaaay long because I went a eensie bit Newsies and Sandlot crazy (to be fair they are like my favorite movies EVER!) so please enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I still don't own any of the following characters or movies and one TV show.
The Ultimate Duck Crossover
Chapter 2: Who is that?
Connie, Portman and Averman continued to wander around the square that they had found themselves in. They had noticed that one of the bigger building was for the New York World. None of them knew what that meant, but it confirmed their suspicions that they were indeed in New York. It was Connie who first noticed a group of boys, some younger then them, some the same age and some older. She saw the leader, a good looking older boy, he was followed closely by another about his age and a slightly younger boy who looked familiar.
"Hey!" Averman said pointing to the younger one. "Portman, that kid looks just like you." Connie nodded.
"He does look a lot like you." She said.
"Hey Jack," the one who looked like Portman said to the leader, "You ever seen those three before?"
"Nah Mush, they must be new." Jack said, "looks like we may have to teach em a thing or two." Mush laughed and the other boy shook his head.
"No way Jack," he said, "We got enough trouble trying to move our papers without more competition."
"Come on Davey!" Jack said, "Think where you would be if I hadn't taken you under my wing."
"Fine," Dave said shrugging, "But if this cuts into my profits I'm not going to be happy."
"Atta boy Davey," another piped in, "Hey Mush, is that one related to you or somethin? He looks exactly like you!" He pointed at Portman.
"You know I ain't seen my family in two years Race!" Mush said, "But I guess I see some resemblance."
"Well, if we're gonna go over there, we should go over there!" One of them said.
"Alright, Spot!" Jack laughed, "Calm down let's go."
"They're coming over here." Averman said, "and they don't look happy."
"Don't be stupid," Portman said, "Just let me do all of the talking."
"I don't think so," Connie said. "Let me do all of the talking."
"Fine," Portman mumbled, "But find out what the deal is with the kid who looks like me."
"Whatever." Connie said walking up to the group of boys.
"Hi, uh, my name is Jack Kelly, this here is Dave Jacobs, that's Mush, Racetrack and Spot Conlon." Jack said introducing himself to her.
"I'm Connie." She said, putting out her hand. Jack went to spit in his but Dave stopped him. Jack then put his hand out and she shook it. "And uh, these two are Dean Portman and Lester Averman." She couldn't help looking at Jack, there was something strikingly handsome about him.
"Look, if you guys want to sell with us, you're gonna have to learn the ropes, and uh, I'm just the person to teach ya." Jack winked at her.
"Sell with you?" Portman said, "What's this kid talking about?"
"Sell papers? Newspapers, you know," Racetrack said, "Yous wanna be newsies right? That's why you're here. And hey, what's with you having Mush's face? You two brudders or somethin?"
"Race, I told ya, I don't have any brothers!" Mush said, "I never seen this guy before in my life."
"Yeah, and I don't know who your friend is!" Portman said, "and what the hell is a newsie?"
As Luis stepped up to bat, Jesse got ready to pitch one of the balls that was sitting in the dugout. Ken sat down and watched them.
"This is crazy," he mumbled to himself. "What do those two know about baseball? We're hockey players."
Luis banged the bat against the plate two times and Jesse wound up. He pitched the ball and Luis hit it over the fence. As he went to run the bases, a group of nine boys walked up. Kenny looked over the group and blinked twice when he noticed two of them.
"Luis, Jesse! Look over there!" He said flagging down his friends. "Two of those guys look familiar to you?"
"Whoa man!" Luis said, pointing towards the one who seemed to be leading the group. "That's freaky."
"I agree!" Jesse nodded, staring at another one, who bore a striking resemblance to himself. "Way freaky."
"What did I tell you guys!" The leader said. "We leave for twenty minutes, and someone else comes to play, not to mention the fact that that kid lost our ball!" He pointed at Luis
"Come on Benny," a fat freckled kid said, "We need to eat, I was starving."
"Yeah, yeah," another piped in. "I'm with Ham, I mean we were practically wasting away to nothing."
"Hey Benny, you see something familiar about those two?" A little timid kid piped in. "They look kinda like you and Denunez!"
"You're talking crazy Smalls!" Another said.
"Yeah Smalls, you're talking crazy!" A smaller one repeated after him.
"No, I think Smalls is right." A black kid in a Kansas City hat said, "Check it out, Benny, the kid actually hit a homer on his first try, you're the only person to ever do that."
"Yeah, but now we can't play no more." Benny said, "It is a little weird though. What do you think Denunez?"
"Eh, we could talk to them." The black kid shrugged. "Find out who they are."
"Sound good to me." The others all agreed.
"Ok fine," Benny said. "And hopefully they'll buy us a new ball."
"They're coming over here." Ken said, "and they don't look happy."
"Calm down Kenny," Luis laughed. "I'm sure they just want to say hi." He walked up to the leader.
"So who are you and what's with the stealing of the Sandlot?" The leader asked him.
"Uh, I'm Luis Mendoza," he said, "This is Jesse Hall and Ken Wu, and well, what's the sandlot?"
"This is the sandlot!" A little kid in glasses said standing forward.
"Quiet Squints." Benny said. "I'm Benny Rodriguez, and these are the guys. That's Squints, Yeah-Yeah, Ham, Denunez, Timmy, Tommy, Bertram and Scotty Smalls. And this is the Sandlot, it's where we play ball. And you guys shot our only ball over that fence, so we were wondering if you could go get us a new one."
"Why don't you just go over the fence and get that one?" Jesse asked. "I mean, the fence isn't that high!"
"You don't even want to hear that story." Scotty shook his head.
Russ, Guy and Goldberg started walking around the camp they were in and they felt an overwhelming sadness. They ran into a group of three kids, who were running towards the woods.
"Hey!" Russ said, stopping one of them, "where exactly are we?"
"Uh, Camp Hope remember?" He said. "You look familiar do I know you?"
"Gerry?" Another one of the kids said. "What did this extremely good looking kid ask you?"
"Don't worry about it Roy." Gerry said. "Look I'm Gerry Garner and these are my friends, Roy and Josh."
"Hi, I'm Russ Tyler, and this is Guy Germaine and Greg Goldberg." Russ looked at Goldberg and then whispered to him. "Man, I swear these kids look a hell of a lot like us."
"Yeah," Goldberg nodded, they do don't they, "Guy! The third one looks like that kid Karp from D5."
"Yeah," Guy said, "Weird."
"Hey, you notice that two of them look remarkable similar to us?" Josh said to Roy. "And that the other probably shouldn't be here, since he's not even remotely chubby?"
"I did notice." Roy said. "Something very strange is going on."
Charlie, Adam and Julie wandered from the side of what they realized was some kind of river and found themselves near two houses. One of them had a ladder leading up to the second floor.
"Maybe we should knock on one of the door to find out where we are?" Adam suggested.
"I don't think that's exactly safe." Julie said. "Although it might be our best bet, what do you think Charlie?"
"I think I feel like I belong here." Charlie said looking around. "Is that weird?"
"Yes!" The other two said.
"Fine then!" He said, "But I agree with Julie, I think we should just keep walking and try to figure out where we are."
A tall brunette was staring out the second floor window of one of the houses. She was sitting inside with her three friends, who were all watching a movie, but she was the only one who noticed the three younger kids standing outside on the back lawn.
"Hey Dawson," she said, getting the attention of her friend, "uh there are three prepubescents standing out on you lawn."
"Do you recognize them Joey?" Dawson said, rushing over to her and the window. "Pacey, Jen, come over here."
"I've never seen them before," Jen said, "but don't count me, I'm new."
"The brown haired boy looks familiar," Dawson said, "but I can't place him. You recognize them Pace?"
"Nah," Pacey said, "But that brown haired one looks like a cute little kid."
"Well, I'm going down there." Joey shrugged, opening the window. "I'm going to find out who they are."
"Wait for me!" Jen said, following her.
"Women!" Pacey said, "Might as well follow. What do you say Dawson?"
"Why not, beats sitting around here by myself." Dawson said, climbing out the window.
"Hi!" Joey said walking up to them. "Are you guys lost or what? Whoa!" She stopped when she saw Charlie. Jen hurried up after her.
"Wow!" Jen said, stopping in her tracks, "That kid looks just like…"
"Hey, so who are the kids?" Pacey said walking over and stopping. "Whoa."
Charlie looked at him. "This is very weird."
"Whoa!" Adam and Julie both said, looking back and forth between the two guys as they stared at each other.
Gordon stood up in the library.
"Look guys," he said looking at Dwayne and Fulton, "we need to figure out a way to get back to the camp alright?"
"Alright," they mumbled, their heads down. Fulton was sure the others were probably getting to explore their alternate universes.
As they started exploring the library, they noticed five kids sitting at desks on the downstairs level. Gordon saw one of them and got a chill down his spine.
"Something very strange is going on." He said. "Does any of this seem familiar to either of you?"
"No way," Fulton said, "this is entirely new, and way weird. Though that guy looks a little like you."
"You think that maybe we got sent into an alternate universe where there's an alternate Coach?" Dwayne asked.
"At this point Dwayne?" Gordon said. "I'd say anything is possible."
Yeah, towards the end I got lazy, don't worry, there will be more agnsty Breakfast Club action...perhaps Andrew and Coach Bombay will discuss their "win at all costs" issues? I don't know, it's just a thought!