Hullo Women and Man (Hi Garen!) of the Realm!
I am back. Since you all asked so nicely. And I'm SOOOO sorry it has taken me so long to update. I haven't had Internet cuz AOL sucks. Yes, that's right. It sucks. It deleted all of my files and then spazzed out and stopped working. ((Sighs)) Good thing we're getting SBC soon. ((hallelujah chorus is heard)) Oh ha-ha. In regards to some of my other stories, which have seemed to fall into the oblivion of fan fiction:
Blind Love is still being updated. I'm just taking longer than usual to write it. Small case of writers block. But do not fret. ((singing)) Do not fret Monsieur Marius! I don't feel any pain. A little fall of rain...((is tackled by giggling pink Christmas tree with magical teleportation abilities.)) AKA IAN! ((cough cough)) Owwies!
Miss Jo Anne's School of Dance is going to be worked on some more. I just keep neglecting it.
Goodbye Love shall not be updated again. There was a bit of confusion over the fact that it was a song fic, so, yah. But that is to remain a one shot.
Havoc wait...did I even post this one yet? ((checks)) Nope. erm...never mind. Ya'll just have to wait until I post it.
Dear Beloved ...didn't post this yet either. Wahh! I apologize.
Untitled erm... nope. Wow. Three stories I haven't posted yet. Sheesh! I think I need to get around to posting them. Well, for those of you that actually like my writing, keep your eye out. These could pop up at any moment. Hehehe. POP!
Okay, done. I don't think there are any more stories... well...one more, but I won't be giving you that one. Yet. Unless you want me to post it. Or any of these stories as a matter of fact. Anywho, basically, if you want me to post more stories, just tell me. M'kay?
So, onto the chapter!
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...I mean...Disclaimer!
I don't own Newsies, yada yada yada. Which looks a lot like Yoda... or Yoga. Eww. Yoga. Ick. Never again. Wait...isn't this the disclaimer? Yeah, so I don't own Newsies. Disney does. If you have a problem with that, take it up with Disney. ((insert cute smiley face))
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I still haven't left and he is losing it. His temper is running short and I fear for the worst. He leaves the lodging house more and more often. I know it isn't to sell papers, because he leaves the money on the table in his room when he is done selling. I know it isn't to have any council meetings, for they have that in the council chamber here in the Lodging House. It isn't another girl, because he just isn't like that.
I think I shall follow him today, just to see where he is going. I'm afraid of him now. I wonder what he is going to do to me.
I no longer see the love in his eyes that used to be there. Something tells me that I am in grave danger here...
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Audrey:
I returned to the docks early in the morning, hoping Spot would be there. Fortunately, he was sitting in his little tower. He looked so majestic standing there. I couldn't help but stare. I now saw why everyone loved him so. His silver key sparkled in the early morning rays. A smirk was on his face, the usual 'I'm so tough, try to take me down and I'll beat you to a pulp' look playing against his features. I sighed. How could I talk to him when he acted so fake?
He looked as a strong and powerful leader, a portfolio everyone saw as the real him. I knew better. He was nothing like that exterior he put up. The journal said so. A voice in the back of my mind whispered. I tried to clear it and pay attention to the task that lay ahead of me.
"Patrick James Conlon!" I called to Spot. The smirk faded away to a frown.
"Don't call me dat." He commanded. So, the tough boy was no longer just an exterior look. He was adapting it into his personality.
"Whaddya want? I don't want youse here anymore. Get out." He hissed.
"You are so fake." I yelled up to him. He jumped down from his perch and stormed over to me, his gold tipped cane in his right hand.
"Ise not fake." He raised the cane as if he was going to bash me over the head with it.
"Go ahead and hit me, Spottie. Though, I do recall a certain rule about not hitting ladies." I said. Spot lowered his cane.
"Alright. I won't hit a lady," he began. "But da rule says nothing' 'bout hittin' a ghost."
"We already went over this, Patrick." I said, twirling a lock of red hair around my index finger. "I'm real. How many times must we go over this?"
Spot was silent. His gaze staring past me, set on another red head but a few feet away. I spun and looked at the girl. "Oh for Paladine's sake! What is she doing here?"
The girl was coming straight towards us. I grabbed Spot and kissed him passionately, stealthily slipping a note in his pocket. "I'll be back, poppet. Don't miss me too much. I love you. Remember that." I waved at the red headed girl and sprinted into an alleyway.
Now... where to go? I wondered as I looked around. I have about an hour before my next engagement...
A slow smirk appeared over my face and I headed towards the Lodging House.
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Spot:
Audrey disappeared into the darkness of an alleyway, just as Penni ran over to me.
"Was that her?" she asked, staring at the alleyway Audrey had just disappeared into. I simply stood there, not knowing what to say or do.
"Why did you kiss her?" Penni pushed, ignoring the last question entirely.
"Ise didn't kiss her! She kissed me!" I exclaimed.
"Spot, don't lie to me. I saw clearly you two kissing."
"I..." I sighed. What was I supposed to say?
Say you thought it was she. The voice in the back of my head whispered.
"I thought it was youse." I told Penni. The minute the words left my mouth I regretted them. Much to my relief, Penni thought I was telling the truth.
"I knew you'd never love anyone else!" she exclaimed, hugging me.
"I hope youse right." I whispered to myself, staring at the alleyway in which Audrey had just left.
-7- ( --Seven hours later)
I just got back from selling my papes. I left my money on the table in my room and headed to take a shower. I stared at my shirtless self in the mirror. Yes, I am amazingly built. It's no wonder every woman loves me. I'm worth it. Hell, not even Mush can go against this.
I was unhooking my suspenders when I felt a piece of jagged paper sticking out of my back pocket. I grabbed it, unfolded it, and began to read it. The almost flawless font, little heats above the i's... "Audrey." I whispered.
Spot:
Hello, Darling. Listen, we must talk. Alone. Without all of these interruptions. Meet me tonight at seven. Say, at the bridge?
If you really care for me...for us, you'll be there.
Love,
Audrey
I stared at the note blankly. Are you going? The voice asked me.
I sighed.
"No."
You should.
"I'm not goin' tah ruin me relationship with Penni foah some whore who didn't care enough about me tah even write in da past two years."
She was afraid.
"So! Fear does not supplement foah carelessness."
If she didn't care, she wouldn't be trying to get back together with you.
I relented.
"Fine. I'll go."
What time was it? Three O'clock? I had four hours. "I need tah talk tah da council about dis."
I pulled my shirt and suspenders back on, grabbed my cane, and headed out to find the other eight.
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Whistler:
I went to Manhattan after Penni had so rudely woken me up. I decided I could sell my papers to the showgirls. Maybe they wouldn't throw me out this time...
Though, when I finally got to Manhattan, I didn't even want to go to Medda's. Which must have been a first. I ended up walking towards the Manhattan Lodging House.
I sold my papers to random ladies on the street, easy enough. Flirting with most of them, just to get the papers sold. One teenager gave me a quarter, and she already had a paper. Ha. Proving, once again, that flirting is the best way to sell papers.
The loding house was full, which was no surprise. The headline was good. Bird was the first one to see me. "Hey guys, Whistler's here!"
A group of about eight newsboys turned to look at me.
"Heya!" Jack called. "Pull up a chair and we'll deal ya in, Wiss!" I winced at the nickname, and I made a mental note to beat Spot to a pulp when I got back to Brooklyn. I grabbed a chair from one of the vacant tables and sat down between Blink and Race.
"So.. what brings youse tah Manhattan?" Skittery asked, staring coldly at his cards.
"Do youse always have tah interrogate everyone dat comes tah visit?" Rain asked from her spot next to Mush.
"Ise do not interrogate anyone! Ise just ask dem why dey are here!" Skittery defended himself. Rain rolled her eyes.
"Dey is here to visit! And if you keep pesterin' dem with questions, dey'll never come to visit again."
Now it was Skittery's turn to roll his eyes. "Dey will too."
"Dey wills n-..." Rain was cut off by Mush, who silenced her with a kiss.
I watched this with some amusement. Why had I come here again?
Aqua, thank the gods for her voice of reason, stepped in. "Okay, are we gonna play poker or have a fit about why Whistler is here?"
"Poker." Everyone said in unison as Racetrack re-dealt the cards.
"So, Whistler, what's goin' on in Brooklyn?" Aqua asked me.
"Spot saw Audrey. Down at the docks." I replied, smirking at my hand Race had just dealt me.
"Really funny, Whistler. But really, what's goin' on?" Gamble laughed.
"I'm being serious! He saw her down at the docks. Kissed her even!" I exclaimed.
"Wow. Sounds like things are hectic dere. No wonder youse came tah visit." Irish mused.
"How's your newest girlfriend doin'? What's-her -name? Erm, Lily?" Ace inquired, laying down her hand. A smirk on her face. If he didn't know better, he'd swear she and Spot were related.
"Lily's not my girlfriend." I shot, not meaning to sound so aggressive. Ace raised an eyebrow at me and shrugged. "Just what I was told."
"She's been acting odd lately. She leaves the lodging house alot. At night mostly." I answered Ace's afore asked question.
"Dink it's an affair?" Flight asked from her spot on one of the nearby bunks.
"Doubt it. She always comes back within fifteen minutes. Once and a while she'll be gone for twenty, but it's not really a big deal." I admitted.
"Ya nevah know..." Bird whispered. Kid Blink elbowed her. "Don't say dat."
"Sorry, Blinky. Just voicin' me opinion." Bird said, returning to her book.
"Anything else exciting?" Gamble asked.
"Not really." I answered.
A younger newsboy, Cleric, ran into the room, out of breath and sweaty. "Spot. Conlon. Is. Lookin'. Foah. Youse." he panted.
I raised my eyebrow, but got up without question. Spot never called for me unless it was necessary. I followed the tiny newsboy out the door, without a word of thanks or a single goodbye spoken to the others.
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Audrey:
I slipped stealthily into the Brooklyn Lodging House. Now...where is the council chamber in this blasted place?
I pulled a faded, brown-leather bound journal out of my purse and skimmed through it. "Chamber, chamber, chamber, chamber, chamber, chamber..." I repeated to my self. "Ah, here we go. One the second floor I found a room with a black door. I was curious so I opened it. It was a dark room, no windows. All I could see was burning candles and nine cloaked figures sitting in chairs talking. I was quickly escorted by one of the cloaked figures. He warned me not to intrude again, because next time they wouldn't be as kind. Okay, second floor. Black door." I mumbled and headed towards the stairs.
I found the room easily enough. I entered it silently, looking for something and nothing. The room was fairly empty, except for nine chairs, a wardrobe, and a table.
What the hell am I supposed to find in here? I wondered, looking at everything. After an hour or two of searching, I happened to pick up a little black box that was shoved underneath a table covered with a black cloth. Inside were little notes and pictures. I smiled and shoved the contents into my purse.
"What's this...?" I wondered aloud, picking up a journal. The pages were crinkly and alot of the pages were ruined. The ink was water-washed. I opened it up and managed to make out some of the writing. It was the writing of a boy. The script was scribbled. Where had I seen this before?
Suddenly, it hit me. Spot's journal. He threw it into the waves. Suppose he had two?
No, this was undoubtedly the same one. The secret writing...
I shoved the journal into my purse. Then, I heard voices. Eight of them. I knew one or two, but the others were unfamiliar to me.
"... all he told me was dat he needed tah call a meetin'." an unfamiliar voice was saying.
"Well, dat's more den he told me! All he said was 'Go tah da council chambah n' wait foah me!' And den he ran off." Another voice piped up.
"He didn't even come to me. He sent Cleric." A voice I knew, Whistler, was it? replied. The other boys laughed. They're coming this way! I looked around the room, trying to find a place to hide. I settled for hiding in the wardrobe. I slipped inside and shut the door just in time. One of the boys opened the door and I heard all of them enter, noisily.
"So...where's Spot?" one of the boys asked.
"Shut up, Flame. We have to wait. He said he might be late." Another stated. I tried to see through the little keyhole in the wardrobe door. I was barely able to make out eight figures sitting in a circle. The one called Flame was lighting candles.
"Arrow, shut up." Whistler sighed. "He never said he'd be late."
Arrow shrugged. "He might have."
"What time is it, Spyder?" Another unfamiliar voice asked.
"Eh, four?" Spyder answered. "I don't really know, Adrenaline. Somewhere around four though. Four thirty?"
"Four-thirty-four tah be exact." A voice I knew very well said.
"Spot!" Everyone stood up and greeted the leader. Spot smirked and took his seat in front of the little group, Whistler at his right hand. "Spyder, Arrow, Flame, Adrenaline, Agwe, Hawk, and Dice. Sit down." Spot commanded.
"So, Spot, why didja ask us tah come?" Agwe asked.
"Read dis." Spot commanded, handed the others the note. A note. My other engagement. I had to get out. How without getting noticed? I can't leave. I'm gonna get killed when I do finally get out. I accidentally hit the wardrobe door and caused all of the boys to become silent.
"Whose in dere!" Spot asked.
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Chapter OVER!
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Newsie Vocabulary-
Dat- That
Dink- Think
Da-The
Youse- You/ You're
Dey- They
Foah-For
Dis- This
Tah- To
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SHOUT OUTS!
Garen Ruy Maxwell:
Hehehe. It's bugging you, eh? Well, all in good time you will find everything out. I won't tell anyone the correct answers to the questions, just because they will be answered in the story. When? Whenever. So you have to pay close attention to the chapters or else you might miss something. Glad you thought it was a great chapter. And yes, the fact that you made up the title is cool. I personally love it. It's just so cool, that you don't even know it's cool, kinda cool. Haha. Hope that didn't confuse you. It confused me. Owwies. Headache! So, Please review. Please? Oh, and update Call Me Whistler, mister! I love that story, and you said you'd be working on it. My patience wears thin. Don't make me harass you with another of my lovely "UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE" reviews.
ElleestJenn:
Mwhahaha! I'm not telling you if you are right or wrong! I know, I know, I'm evil. But if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise! And I do so love surprises! Especially when it is my reviewer being shocked out of their mind. Hehehe. Wait no longer! My update has arrived! Thanks a ton for answering the questions. I love the feedback and hearing what everyone who reads my writing thinks. Review! ...((remembers manners)) please?
Kittykatgoil1899:
((dies of laughter)) You make my day bright! Tis hilarious, you fat lard! Have I ever told you that you are insane and I have no idea why I am hanging out with you?
Just kidding, dearest. I loves ya. But you're a nut job. And don't even touch that one Aaron James!
((snaps fingers))-Aaron
He's lucky he's cute or else I'd sell that nut job. So, I love the review. It was hilarious. Sweeny, I don't want a pie. Especially not one you baked. Your a demon barber for gosh sakes! Draco, you are hot, but a huge wimp. Tis why you and I will never work out. I'm sorry. ((pats head)) But I will give you this nice bottle of mango body wash to remember me by. Snapes, erm...no. Just no. Harry, you are a freaky nut job of a child. But I will allow you to be in my reviews. But only because you are friends with Ron, whom I love to death. House, you are a warm and wonderful person and I do love you. And, Super Sessler, I do not love your tights. I love you, Sessler. But you are a freak. Read and review! All of you.
Double-Heart-Penni:
((tackles)) YOU'RE BACK! YESH! Penni darling, you've been away for such a long time! And in this time frame I have been writing! Mwhahaha! Yeah! You answered my questions! Yesness! I'm sorry I made your head hurt. Have Spot kiss it.
You rang?-Spot
No, Lurch, I didn't. But since you are here...
I AM NOT LURCH! HE IS UGLY AND I AM HOTT!-Spot
((sigh)) Go back to wherever you were.
((hides in broom closet.))-Spot
...umm...okay. Stay there. So, where was I? Oh, yes. Your headache. Hope you are okay. I updated. Yeah me! lol. Review!
Mom:
MOMMY! ((hugs)) Heya! Yes, Lily does seem as such... oh well. It was elvish. Curses. I didn't want anyone to get it. Mommy, you are just too smart for me. You were off in the beginning! ((reads chapter)) Oh, wait. You said you got it at the end. Good. You got it.YEAH! I'm so happy you like it. I could scream and jump up and down and talk in French. But I won't. Hehe. Thanks a ton for the review. And I can't wait to read your next review. Oh, yah, and we saw Goblet of Fire. I have to talk to you about it. I want to know what you thought about it. I thought it was good. You and I should go see it together... I LOVE YOU!
Riley Higgins:
RILEY! ((tackles)) Hehe. So glad you reviewed again. And you answered my questions! yesh! I love ya!
Awesome! You got the note! I wasn't sure how many people would, really. But at least some people get it. Who is Cat, you ask? Well she's...wait a second. I'm not telling. Hehe. Gotta love me! Sorry you were unable to think at that precise moment in time. Hope you can think now! You shall need your brain for the rest of this story. As it was with the last one. Well, more so in this story but...yeah. You get the idea. I hope you like this chapter! Please review again! Pleasseee!
Zero-0:
Heyyy! Glad you like it! I'm working super hard on this story. I really want it to turn out good. I just hope everyone likes it. Hehe. Tis getting suspenseful for you? Good. I like that. Suspense is always a good tool in writing. One I love to use. That and the element of surprise. lol. Your wait is over! The chapter is finally here!
It really is a miracle. Every time.-Spot
You are such a jerk. Why? I never did anything to you!
You made me depressed wimp!-Spot
I did not! Well, maybe a little... but that's beside the point!
((grumbles)) Whatever. I'm going back to the broom closet. ((leaves))-Spot
Okay then...
Hope you like this chapter. Review..pleasee.
Reject187:
WHOA! You're reading my story! ((is shocked)) That's wicked awesome! I didn't know whether you would or not. I'm not really too good of an author, so I was wicked shocked when someone as talented as you read my story. I was just in shock. So glad you read it. And love it. Wow. Oh, have you ever heard of the band Casting Crowns? Just curious. I'm listening to their new album, Lifesong, right now. They're a Christian band. So, I hope you review again!
Madmbutterfly713:
((tackles))
YOU'RE BACK! I was wondering if you'd ever come back! I thought
you might have forgotten my story, or just hated it. Phew! So glad
you're reviewing again! I love it! And... I forgot what I was going
to say. Darnitall! I'm so spacey. Glad you like it though. And thanks
a ton for answering the questions. Review again please! Oh, and you
and Cinnamon seriously need to update Queen of New York. I am getting
anxious. Update that please!
Matching' Laces:
Yeah! I get to keep using Aqua. She is such an awesome character to work with. I know already how she is going to help the plot. Hehe. Yeah! LOTR lovers unite! Garen loves LOTR too. His laptop's name is Frodo and his scanners name is Sam. I thought that was awesome. I dunno. I'm just a huge geek. I love LOTR 'n Newsies.Yup, I'm a geek. Thanks for answering the questions. Sorry about taking so long to update. Again with AOL being retarded. Review again, please!
Sorry if I missed anyone. I haven't had Internet or anything, so I might have missed someone. Sorry! Just know I appreciate you too!
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I'm working on making my chapters longer and making Spot tougher. But think about it. If your ex-girlfriend you thought was dead showed up in front of you, you'd be pretty messed up too.
Please read and review! Tell me how this chapter was. Flames I don't mind, I can use them to start up the woodstove. Compliments and Criticism are appreciated even more! Basically, I don't care what you do. As long as you review!
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I can't think of any questions. ((readers breathe sigh of relief))
-- One song: glory. One song, before I go..--
--GiNnY--
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