Before Grease!
Lullaby – 10 years old Putzie calls Danny to come to his house to sing him a lullaby that his mother sings to him every night.
10 years old Danny Zuko was sound asleep, until he heard a phone ranging out in the hall, so he drags himself out of bed and out in the hall. "Hello?" He asked.
He heard a small voice from the other side of the line.
"Dannie?" It was his youngest best friend Roger, but he and the boys call him Putzie.
"Putzie? Why are you up this late?l Danny asked him.
"I can't sleep." Putzie told him.
Danny chuckles at him.
"Where's ya dad?" He asked.
"He works night shift for a couple of weeks now." Putzie replied. "And I need someone to sing me a lullaby, just like my mommy did before."
Putzie was very innocent and sensitive for his yong age.
"Ok, I'll be there. Wait, then who's at the house with you?" Danny asked worrying.
"My babysitter is here, but she's passed out on the couch.
Danny rubs his eyes at how his babysitter acts and always seemed to do drugs and that crap while babysitting a small child.
"Ok, I'll be there, now listen to me, I want to go downstairs and when you see me coming, unlock the door." Danny ordered him.
"Ok Danny." Putzie smiled.
Then Danny said goodbye and hung up. He wrote a note to his parents saying where he was, so he puts on his slippers and robe on, ran over to Putzie's house. It wasn't far from his house. When he got there, he saw Putzie open the door for him and he went inside.
"You made it." Putzie whispers.
Danny smiled at the innocence in his eyes.
"Yep, come on, let's go upstairs." Danny sa d as Putzie ran upstairs.
Danny looks over at the babysitter still passed out on the couch with on hand holding a cigarette and the other hand, a bottle of wine. Danny glances at her disgusted.
"Idiot." Danny mutters.
Then Danny ran upstairs to Putzie's room, to see him reading his book, making him chuckles.
"Uh young man, I'm here to sing you a lullaby, not to read." Danny said.
"Ok fine." Putzie grumbles as he put his book by his nightstand.
Danny chuckles and climb in bed, putting his arms around the smaller boy, hugging him tight.
"But sing in your version." Putzie smiled.
"Ok I'll do that kid." Danny said.
Putzie lays his body on Danny's arm.
"Hush little Roger, don't you cry." Danny sung. "Danny's gonna protect always. If someone hurting you, Danny gonna make sure they pay big time."
Putzie giggles a little.
"Cause everyone knows that nobody messes with Roger's big brothers." Danny sung again.
Danny could hear him snoring.
"Works everytime." Danny smiled.
He glanced over at the phone in the hall. So he gently and carefully lay Putzie down on his bed who was sounding asleep. Danny walks out of the hall and called Putzie's dad.
"Hello?" Mr. Jacobs asked.
"Mr, Jacobs?" Danny asked. "It's Danny. I'm at your house."
"Oh hello Danny, is everything ok? Where's my boy? Is he alright?" Mr. Jacobs asked.
"Everything's fine, Putzie wanted me to sing him to sleep." Danny told him.
"Aw my poor little man." Mr. Jacobs said. "Where's the babysitter?"
"Oh passed out on the couch...drunk and possibly stoned." Danny told him.
Danny heard annoyed sigh from the man.
"I told her if she's gonna go near my son and do drugs around him, she's outta here and beside Phil is at his friend's house for a sleepover." Mr. Jacobs said. "Does your parents know you're here?"
"Yes I wrote them a note." Danny told him.
"Good boy, now I'll let you go. I gotta finish and come home to see my baby boy and fired that idiot that's supposed to be a babysitter." Mr. Jacobs said.
Danny chuckles.
"Yeah." He said.
They said goodbyes, and Danny went back in Putzie's room, shutting the door quietly. Then he carefully climb in the bed, pulling Putzie close to him as Putzie snuggled up against him.
"Goodnight brother, I love you." Danny said kissing his head.
Danny, Putzie, Kenickie, Sonny and Doody were all like brothers rather than best friends. Putzie was basically their baby brother, would do ANYTHING to protect him, along with Putzie's protective older brother Phil.