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And here are some disclaimers: Rae owns Rae. Rabbit owns Caitlyn. Nikki owns Crystal. Dreamcoat owns Eronn. Samantha owns Samantha. I own all other characters, which weren't in the movie. So that stands for the rest of the story.
What To Do?
"You guys are going out?" Eronn squealed. "That's so cute!" It was the next night and the girls were discussing these new developments after the show at Irving Hall.
"I mean, seriously, its about time Jack woke up and smelt the coffee." Moth commented. Cecile turned towards her.
"What do you mean by that?" She asked. This is not exactly that definite yet. I have to figure out how to get my brother to agree to this. And no one can tell! Especially you, Rae."
"Well, ever since you came here, he's been looking at you with the expression of a guy who's crazy about you."
"Oh. You mean how Mush looks at you?" She teased.
"Shut your trap." Moth was surprised when everyone actually did, very quickly. She turned around and saw Spot, Lucky, and Sullivan headed towards them. All of the girls moved away from Cecile slightly.
"Hey! I'm smart enough not to tell him now." She muttered.
"What was that?" Spot asked, suddenly right in front of her.
"Oh. I just said that this is a surprise." She stammered, saying the first thing that popped into her brain. He gave her a suspicious look but luckily Rae came to the rescue.
"A nice surprise." She interrupted, slipping her hand through his.
"Rae, how ya been?" He asked, kissing her cheek.
"Better, now that you're here." She smiled. Moth and Cecile exchanged glances.
"Get a room!" Crystal exclaimed.
"You're one to talk!" Cecile said to her.
"Yeah. The way you and Davey over there act.well, I'm not going to get into it." Moth added.
"We don't act that bad." Crystal protested.
"But speaking of rooms, I do have one, but its all the way in Brooklyn." Spot said, raising his eyebrows suggestively. Rae pulled free from him, slapped him and stormed away. "I was just kidding. Rae c'mon. It was just a joke." He protested, going after her.
"Lucky, Sullivan. Can I talk to you guys alone?" Cecile asked Spot's two companions. The other girls suddenly found themselves engaged in some other activity.
"Can we talk while walkin ta Tibby's?" Lucky asked.
"Yeah." She replied. Sullivan slid his arm around her waist. She put her arm up as if to push him off but she caught Jack looking at the two of them with a very jealous look.
"Let him stare." She thought. "It's always good for the guy to know he has some competition." The trio walked through the lobby extracting some very odd looks from the other Newsies.
"Cecile, what are you doing?" Blink asked, motioning to Sullivan's arm. Sullivan stepped in front of her.
"We was just having a friendly conversation with our friend Belle here. Anything wrong with that?" He asked, pushing past him and leading on.
"What was it that you wanted to talk to us about Belle?" Sullivan asked.
"Ok, you have to swear not to tell Spot what I'm going to tell you. If I find out you did, I will never speak to either of you again." Lucky and Sullivan looked at each other.
"We'se swear." They said.
"Last night, Jack asked me to go with him to the little Newsies party over at Tibby's in a couple of days. And he basically asked me to be his girl." Cecile explained.
"Spot ain't goin like this." Lucky said nervously.
"I know that!" Cecile said. "Which is why I need you guys to help me to find a way to get him to like it!"
"Well.." Sullivan started, thoughtfully. "The way to Spot is through his enemies."
"What do you mean?"
"Whatever his enemies have, Spot wants. What they don't have, he also wants. He likes them to envy him. And the way to make Spot angry is to mention something about one of him enemies letting someone do something, and he'll let you do it in an instant."
"So who are his enemies?" She asked.
"Want the whole list?" Sullivan laughed. "That could take a while."
"Just give me some of the major ones."
"Ok, well there's Blaster over in da Bronx." Lucky started.
"And then Oiler and Blue in East Jersey." Sullivan added.
"Click, Bulldog and Gopher."
"Ben, Diamond."
"And definitely World." Sullivan said.
"And don't forget Tyrant, da leadah of Queens." Lucky said.
"Tyrant?" Cecile asked surprised. "Why Tyrant?"
"I think that they'd actually be pretty good friends, cause they're so much alike." Sullivan said.
"But that's why they butt heads so much. It's really complicated. And then there's been so girls in there that have helped with this feud."
"Ok. Are you guys going to come down tomorrow night for the poker game?" She asked.
"Wouldn't miss it for da world." Lucky said, puffing out his chest. "A chance to get some money, barely lifting a finger."
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Later that night, Cecile lay awake staring at the ceiling, wondering what she could do to convince Spot to let her go out with Jack. An idea came to her mind.
"That might just work." She thought. "Yes, I think that will work."
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"Hey Crystal! Are you going back to Queens today?" Cecile asked.
"Yeah. But I'll be back tonight for the poker game. David asked me to be his date." The pretty girl said proudly.
"That's great. I'm so glad things are working out for you two. Can you do me a favor and give this letter to Tyrant as soon as you get back?"
"Sure thing. See you tonight." She took the letter from Cecile's outstretched hand and started off.
And here are some disclaimers: Rae owns Rae. Rabbit owns Caitlyn. Nikki owns Crystal. Dreamcoat owns Eronn. Samantha owns Samantha. I own all other characters, which weren't in the movie. So that stands for the rest of the story.
What To Do?
"You guys are going out?" Eronn squealed. "That's so cute!" It was the next night and the girls were discussing these new developments after the show at Irving Hall.
"I mean, seriously, its about time Jack woke up and smelt the coffee." Moth commented. Cecile turned towards her.
"What do you mean by that?" She asked. This is not exactly that definite yet. I have to figure out how to get my brother to agree to this. And no one can tell! Especially you, Rae."
"Well, ever since you came here, he's been looking at you with the expression of a guy who's crazy about you."
"Oh. You mean how Mush looks at you?" She teased.
"Shut your trap." Moth was surprised when everyone actually did, very quickly. She turned around and saw Spot, Lucky, and Sullivan headed towards them. All of the girls moved away from Cecile slightly.
"Hey! I'm smart enough not to tell him now." She muttered.
"What was that?" Spot asked, suddenly right in front of her.
"Oh. I just said that this is a surprise." She stammered, saying the first thing that popped into her brain. He gave her a suspicious look but luckily Rae came to the rescue.
"A nice surprise." She interrupted, slipping her hand through his.
"Rae, how ya been?" He asked, kissing her cheek.
"Better, now that you're here." She smiled. Moth and Cecile exchanged glances.
"Get a room!" Crystal exclaimed.
"You're one to talk!" Cecile said to her.
"Yeah. The way you and Davey over there act.well, I'm not going to get into it." Moth added.
"We don't act that bad." Crystal protested.
"But speaking of rooms, I do have one, but its all the way in Brooklyn." Spot said, raising his eyebrows suggestively. Rae pulled free from him, slapped him and stormed away. "I was just kidding. Rae c'mon. It was just a joke." He protested, going after her.
"Lucky, Sullivan. Can I talk to you guys alone?" Cecile asked Spot's two companions. The other girls suddenly found themselves engaged in some other activity.
"Can we talk while walkin ta Tibby's?" Lucky asked.
"Yeah." She replied. Sullivan slid his arm around her waist. She put her arm up as if to push him off but she caught Jack looking at the two of them with a very jealous look.
"Let him stare." She thought. "It's always good for the guy to know he has some competition." The trio walked through the lobby extracting some very odd looks from the other Newsies.
"Cecile, what are you doing?" Blink asked, motioning to Sullivan's arm. Sullivan stepped in front of her.
"We was just having a friendly conversation with our friend Belle here. Anything wrong with that?" He asked, pushing past him and leading on.
"What was it that you wanted to talk to us about Belle?" Sullivan asked.
"Ok, you have to swear not to tell Spot what I'm going to tell you. If I find out you did, I will never speak to either of you again." Lucky and Sullivan looked at each other.
"We'se swear." They said.
"Last night, Jack asked me to go with him to the little Newsies party over at Tibby's in a couple of days. And he basically asked me to be his girl." Cecile explained.
"Spot ain't goin like this." Lucky said nervously.
"I know that!" Cecile said. "Which is why I need you guys to help me to find a way to get him to like it!"
"Well.." Sullivan started, thoughtfully. "The way to Spot is through his enemies."
"What do you mean?"
"Whatever his enemies have, Spot wants. What they don't have, he also wants. He likes them to envy him. And the way to make Spot angry is to mention something about one of him enemies letting someone do something, and he'll let you do it in an instant."
"So who are his enemies?" She asked.
"Want the whole list?" Sullivan laughed. "That could take a while."
"Just give me some of the major ones."
"Ok, well there's Blaster over in da Bronx." Lucky started.
"And then Oiler and Blue in East Jersey." Sullivan added.
"Click, Bulldog and Gopher."
"Ben, Diamond."
"And definitely World." Sullivan said.
"And don't forget Tyrant, da leadah of Queens." Lucky said.
"Tyrant?" Cecile asked surprised. "Why Tyrant?"
"I think that they'd actually be pretty good friends, cause they're so much alike." Sullivan said.
"But that's why they butt heads so much. It's really complicated. And then there's been so girls in there that have helped with this feud."
"Ok. Are you guys going to come down tomorrow night for the poker game?" She asked.
"Wouldn't miss it for da world." Lucky said, puffing out his chest. "A chance to get some money, barely lifting a finger."
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Later that night, Cecile lay awake staring at the ceiling, wondering what she could do to convince Spot to let her go out with Jack. An idea came to her mind.
"That might just work." She thought. "Yes, I think that will work."
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"Hey Crystal! Are you going back to Queens today?" Cecile asked.
"Yeah. But I'll be back tonight for the poker game. David asked me to be his date." The pretty girl said proudly.
"That's great. I'm so glad things are working out for you two. Can you do me a favor and give this letter to Tyrant as soon as you get back?"
"Sure thing. See you tonight." She took the letter from Cecile's outstretched hand and started off.