Song of the South

Chapter Ten

After the interesting incident at the baseball diamond, it started to get dark so we headed over to the fairgrounds and went into some of the tents. The first one we entered was a pie eating contest.

As the announcer was telling us the instructions, I could hear Mush down the table talking.

"Their giving us free pie?! How nice! I just love pie!" he squealed.

"Yeah, okay, shut up now," muttered Kid Blink.

"Wait. Why are they tying our hands, and where are the forks?" he said as the person came around and tied their hands with a bandanna.

"Mush! Did you not see the sign when we came in? It said 'Pie Eating Contest.' That means you race to eat pie. Without forks." Kid Blink said.

"But I might soil my shirt!" he said, very concerned.

I couldn't help but laugh at this. Spot gave me a strange look until I explained what I was laughing at.

Then it was time to dig into the pies.

"The person who finishes the most pies in two minutes will be the champion!" Miss Pie announced over the microphone.

She was tall, thin and blonde. And orange. The exact opposite of me, myself being gangly, pale and brunette. And white, instead of blaze orange.

"Get ready," she started. "Get set, go!!!"

We smashed our faces into the pies, yelling when we finished one. Soon it became a battle of four people, then two. It just so happens the last two contestants were Spot and I.

We sat across from each other at the tables, covered in pie.

"Okay y'all. The one contestant who finishes this pie in thirty seconds is the winner!" Miss Pie announced, yet again.

She leaned down next to Spot, making a total boob shot because of her low-cut dress.

"This one was made especially for you," she whispered sweetly in his ear. His smirk grew even bigger and so did his ego.

Then a large Swedish hag leaned down and yelled in my ear,

"Deze pastei voor u, eet omhoog!" except not as happily as Miss Pie did it.

I looked in the pastry like dessert and noticed there was a strange little hair in it. I look at the Swedish hag and noticed three more of these strange little hairs sprouting out of a mole on her chin.

Just then, they yelled for us to start eating. I didn't want to forfeit so decided to eat around the little hair, leaving a huge chunk in the pie compared to Spot's finished pie. I had lost the contest.

Spot was adorned with a small plastic trophy painted gold. But it was a trophy nonetheless. Spot's ego swelled up like a hot air balloon.

After everybody but the Newsies and I had left the tent, he started to flirt with Miss Pie. Hearing the snippets of their flirtatious conversation enraged me.

But before I could go over and give Spot a piece of my mind, the Swedish hag came over to me along with a disgustingly ugly boy with a mole similar to hers on his cheek.

"Hij wil u huwen," she said to me, shoving the boy forward.

"I've…got to go now…" I said, slinking away cautiously.

But she yelled after me, "Wacht! Wacht! Hij harthoogtepunt van liefde voor u!"

I ran over to the Newsies in the corner with Hag hot on my trail.

"Hey, Emmeline, what is she chasing you for?" Kid Blink asked.

"I don't know, but she has hairy moles," I said, ducking behind Jack.

"Let me handle this," said Mush, adopting a Batman voice.

"Zij geen behoefteliefde van hem! Ga weg!" he shouted at her.

We all stared at him disbelievingly.

"Maar haar minnaar doet afstand van haar," she shouted, pointing to me then Spot.

"Nr, hij van haar nog hij enkel te arrogant houdt om het toe te laten," he said, sending spit flying everywhere.

"Mush, what are you saying?!" I shouted at him, but he ignored me and kept on yelling at Hag.

"Maar nog hij beter!" she screeched, shoving the boy forward.

"GEEN! Gezwegen u oud oud wijf u is een verliezer," he said, grabbed Spots arm, and pulled him out of the tent, mentioning for us to follow.

Outside I noticed how much pie was covering Mush's shirt, and then I got a brilliant idea and took a swoop of pie off of his shirt and walked over to Spot and spread the pie delicately over his face. He smirked at how I was being a flirt.

I leaned up against him and whispered in his ear, "You have something on your face."

I leaned in even closer to his face like I was going to lick it off or something, but then backed up very quickly and slapped him across the face.

"Ahhh!" he said, letting out a screech of surprise and slight pain.

I smirked and skipped off and linked arms with Savannah, leaving Spot standing there flabbergasted.

Then I turned around and blew a raspberry at him.

Aha. Revenge is sweeeeet…

Author's Note:

Thank you all, fellow reviewers! The reviews make my heart swell like Spot's ego! Mwah, love you all!!!!

Okay, so you may have been wondering what Mush and Hag (yes, that is her name) are saying to each other, well here is the translations. By the way, all of this is Dutch, because I couldn't find any Swedish translations.

Wacht! Wacht! Hij harthoogtepunt van liefde voor u!: Wait! Wait! His heart peak of love for you!

(This was actually supposed to be "his heart is full of love for you," but it translated into this.)

Zij geen behoefteliefde van hem! Ga weg!: They need no love of him! Leave!

Maar haar minnaar doet afstand van haar.: But its lover does distance of her.

(I meant for it to say, "But he does not love her," talking about Spot.)

Nr, hij van haar nog hij enkel te arrogant houdt om het toe te laten.: No, he of its still he only too arrogant keeps to allow it.

(Again, it was supposed to say "No, he does, he's just too arrogant to admit it.")

Maar nog hij beter!: But still he improve!

(I meant to say "But he's better!")

GEEN! Gezwegen u oud oud wijf u is een verliezer: NONE! Been silent you old crone you are a loser.

(This one is my favorite. It was supposed to say, "NO! You be quiet, you old hag, you are a loser." I still love it though!)

Anyway, that's it for now. I'll try to update either this week or next week. Oh, and just to let you guys know, this story might be a lot of their adventures so it might be really long. Just to warn ya!

-Jodi

P.S to writer24: Yeah, I know Emmeline was overreacting to Spot calling her that. She is a bit dramatic with things like that, and if somebody doesn't like it, then I guess they'll have to deal with it. : P