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It explains a lot about T.A.R.K. and I am currently accepting members, Woo Hoo!!
Now, I want to thank the people who have given fb on any part of my li'l story:
Monday
Slash!
Reeny
Tunes
Discord
Tinker
Quipster
Prankster
Patchess
Princess
Lucky
Wish
Loch
Chesa
Quirky
Holiday
Jibajabba
Gemini
Sab
Iris
Megs
Satine
Shimmer
Moneybags
Squibble
Laces
Pisky
BlackRose
Bon Bon
Briar
Dice
Sugah
And anyone else I may have forgotten… I still love you!!
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"I think this answers your question, Chesa." Monday whispered.
Chesa nodded slowly, her eyes transfixed. "I think you're right, Monday."
Standing in front of the girls was the bunkroom they all knew. But that's not what freaked them out. Nope, not at all.
It was the occupants of the newsies' bunkroom that caused the NMLer's all to gawk and gape and gasp and groan and that's about all the g-adjectives I know... Anywho,
Instead of the thirty-some young, goodlooking newsboys that were supposed to be in the room, there were thirty-some freakish looking drag queens - or at least, they hoped they were drag queens, no girl alive could be that weird looking - sitting on the bunks, painting their toe nails and gossiping back and forth, oblivious to the girls standing - well two were standing, the rest were sprawled out on the floor -outside the doorway.
"What -- what -- what??" Iris stammered in disbelief as the "girl" wearing a red bandana print skirt suddenly took notice of them, put down her "Santa Fe Sparkles" nail polish, and stood up to approach the girls.
"Howdy, goils. Whatchu doin' down deah?" he/she/it asked as he/she/it started to help the girls up, one by one. "Antoinette, Michelle, Gabrielle, come heah an' help me help dese goils up." he/she/it called to the "girls" that were dead ringers for Race, Skittery and Spot. As he/she/it helped Stress to her feet, he/she/it introduced himself/herself/itself to all of the dumbstruck girls. "Me name is Jacquiline, but you'se can call me Jacqui- awl me pals do." she laughed coyly as Stress jumped back in obvious disbelief.
"What did you do to my Jack?" she cried as she reached up to pull the hair of "Jacqui"'s head, eager to see if it was a wig. She stopped inches away from the hair, realizing that if it was a wig and it revealed that "Jacqui" was in fact Jack in drag, she would have nightmares for years to come. She slowly backed away as the other "girls" arose from their bunks to make friends with Stress and Co.
The other girls were frightened and horrified as well. Tinker, Loch, Wish and Reeny all looked like they were about to cry as "Gabrielle" and "Michelle" rushed over to share all sorts of hair care tips. Moneybags eyes darted around in search of a wastebasket to throw up in as she watched her beloved Race, now "Antoinette", apply mascara to make his short lashes appear to be longer, in order to pick up a new guy down at the races. Discord crawled into a nearby corner, followed by Quirky, as they tried to block out the psychologically scarring image in front of them.
Quipster, on the other hand, seemed to be basking in the havoc that was created when they had entered the supposed "Newsboys'" Lodging House. She walked over to the first girl she saw, a muscular looking broad with curly black hair, and introduced herself. "Hi, there! My name is Quipster, and you are?" she asked, trying not to laugh at how odd, yet attractive, Mush looked in a dress.
"I'se Mush. Ain't I a beaut?" he/she/it replied as he/she/it fluffed her tight raven curls and began to sway her hips, in a most ridiculous manner, I may add.
Quipster let out the laugh she was holding in. "Yup, that's definitely the real Mush in there. He's still as slow as molasses - I mean, he named his female alter ego 'Mush' too." she thought to herself before Squibble and Jibajabba pulled her away.
"Quipster, what are you doing? You're not supposed to be enjoying this havoc!" cried Squibble, a cross look in her blue eyes.
"Havoc? Why does that word sound so familiar?" Quipster questioned, trying to change the subject so that Jibajabba would stop staring at her as if she was the Giant Purple People Eater. That was Barney. Oh, come on, don't tell me you never noticed that on every episode of "Barney and Friends" there were different kids. And you seriously can only eat so much Peanut, Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwiches. But enough about that, back to our girls...
"I remember!" cried Briar as she started to wave her arms in the air as if she was in school. "I really need to remember that I'm on summer vacation." she said to herself as she stopped waving her arms and began to ramble on to herself about the merits of summer vacation.
Stress, overhearing Briar's rambling, quickly ducked an incoming question about the benefits of shaving versus waxing from "Jacqui", ran to Briar's side. "Woo Hoo, Briar. I love summer vacation. No more pencils, no more books..."
Briar joined in. "No more teacher's dirty looks. Hehe, I can't believe it's summer already."
Stress replied with just as much enthusiasm. "I know, it seems like it was just May and now it's June, cool." She continued going on along those lines with Briar adding her comments as the other twenty-nine NMLer's stood there with identical "What-is-with-these-two-girls?" expressions on their faces.
Holiday and Princess grabbed Stress by the arms while Tunes and Lucky rushed forward and grabbed Briar. Holiday and Princess lifted Stress off the ground and carried her to the opposite side of the bunkroom while Tunes and Lucky turned Briar around so that she was facing the rest of the coherent members of the NML. Briar stopped her rambling once she realized that Stress wasn't there any more. "Where did she go?" she asked, a dazed and confused look in her dark eyes.
Pisky shook her head. "You've spending too much time listening to Stress ramble on and on. You were beginning to do the same thing. It's a good thing that Tunes and Lucky saved you from a death worse than fate."
Briar sighed with relief. "Does that mean that I'm normal now? That was weird, you get such a blissful emptiness floating through your head when you are just free to ramble on and on and on and on and-" she stopped abruptly when Frizz reached out and tapped her on the shoulder. "You're doing it again, Briar."
"Thanks Frizz. Wow, that was a close one. Anyways --" Briar began but was cut off when Chesa through her hands up in the air.
"Can you just tell us what you remembered already?? Jeez! This sure is suckville!" she cried before turning around to give Briar a great big hug.
Briar looked startled and began to open her mouth to say something when Slash! shook her head. Briar shrugged and turned to face the rest of the girls. "Ummm... what were we talking about again?"
While the rest of the girls just sighed, Prankster called out "You were going tell us what you remembered, remember? You just screamed 'I remember' about what you had remembered and now we all want to know what it is you remembered because none of us remember. But we won't know if we remember or not until you tell us what you remembered, if you even still remember it at all.. Understand?"
Briar, along with all of the other NMLer's, nodded and said, "No. But that's O.K., I rem- what's that word again? Well, I didn't forget what I wanted to say this time. You see, Squibble said that this was all havoccy and stuff and I rem- didn't forget that that evil T.A.R.K. had said he was gonna wreak havoc. Do you think that is what this is?"
Before any of the other girls could respond, they noticed that the bunkroom had gotten awful quiet and a wee bit (I still love that phrase, hehe!) drafty.
Dice's head swiveled in a 360 degree turn as she saw that time had stopped and all of the drag queen newsie people had frozen mid-whatever they were doing at that moment. "Uh- guys? Whats's happening?"
Sab wandered over to where "Mush" and "Blinkina" had been braiding each other's hair. "Wowzers, do they just look funny or what. Are we playing freeze tag? I'm great at freeze tag."
Ignoring Sab's inane comments, the rest of the NMLer's slowly walked around the bunkroom, trying to figure out why the other "girls" were frozen. They weren't shocked or surprised or anything because they were beginning to get used to strange things happening to them. But they couldn't help being confused. Wouldn't you be? Time has just stopped for goodness sake!
Megs and Feisty wandered away from the rest of the girls and walked over to the windows. "Oh my God, guys you gotta see this!" Megs cried as she pointed out the window.
Megs screeches attracted the attention of everyone else and they all ran over to see what was outside. "What, what is it?" cried Braces, anxiously.
Feisty piped up. "I don't quite know, but it looks like a tornado is approaching." she said as she pointed to the purple funnel cloud that was heading towards the lodging house.
"That's not all, look! Time seems to have stopped outside too! What is going on?" Stress cried as she stamped her foot which resulted in the floor shaking.
But once the floor started shaking, it didn't stop. "Earthquake!!" Patchess cried as she ducked under a bunk for cover, knocking the frozen "Gabrielle" over in her wake. The other girls quickly followed, Tinker and Slash! bumping heads and knocking each other out in the process.
The shaking lasted for only a few seconds, stopping as abruptly as it started. "Oopsie..." whispered Stress as she crawled over the unconscious bodies of Tinker and Slash! to get to the window. "Aaahhhh!! The tornado is still coming to get us!! What are we going to do??"
All of a sudden, lightning clapped and thunder flashed - strike that, reverse it - and the drag queens awoke. But they weren't drag queens anymore. They were --
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Now you have all Holiday to thank for this lovely cliffhanger. She so kindly dubbed me the "Queen of Cliffhangers" and I gotta live up to my name, right? Mwahahahahaha!!
It explains a lot about T.A.R.K. and I am currently accepting members, Woo Hoo!!
Now, I want to thank the people who have given fb on any part of my li'l story:
Monday
Slash!
Reeny
Tunes
Discord
Tinker
Quipster
Prankster
Patchess
Princess
Lucky
Wish
Loch
Chesa
Quirky
Holiday
Jibajabba
Gemini
Sab
Iris
Megs
Satine
Shimmer
Moneybags
Squibble
Laces
Pisky
BlackRose
Bon Bon
Briar
Dice
Sugah
And anyone else I may have forgotten… I still love you!!
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"I think this answers your question, Chesa." Monday whispered.
Chesa nodded slowly, her eyes transfixed. "I think you're right, Monday."
Standing in front of the girls was the bunkroom they all knew. But that's not what freaked them out. Nope, not at all.
It was the occupants of the newsies' bunkroom that caused the NMLer's all to gawk and gape and gasp and groan and that's about all the g-adjectives I know... Anywho,
Instead of the thirty-some young, goodlooking newsboys that were supposed to be in the room, there were thirty-some freakish looking drag queens - or at least, they hoped they were drag queens, no girl alive could be that weird looking - sitting on the bunks, painting their toe nails and gossiping back and forth, oblivious to the girls standing - well two were standing, the rest were sprawled out on the floor -outside the doorway.
"What -- what -- what??" Iris stammered in disbelief as the "girl" wearing a red bandana print skirt suddenly took notice of them, put down her "Santa Fe Sparkles" nail polish, and stood up to approach the girls.
"Howdy, goils. Whatchu doin' down deah?" he/she/it asked as he/she/it started to help the girls up, one by one. "Antoinette, Michelle, Gabrielle, come heah an' help me help dese goils up." he/she/it called to the "girls" that were dead ringers for Race, Skittery and Spot. As he/she/it helped Stress to her feet, he/she/it introduced himself/herself/itself to all of the dumbstruck girls. "Me name is Jacquiline, but you'se can call me Jacqui- awl me pals do." she laughed coyly as Stress jumped back in obvious disbelief.
"What did you do to my Jack?" she cried as she reached up to pull the hair of "Jacqui"'s head, eager to see if it was a wig. She stopped inches away from the hair, realizing that if it was a wig and it revealed that "Jacqui" was in fact Jack in drag, she would have nightmares for years to come. She slowly backed away as the other "girls" arose from their bunks to make friends with Stress and Co.
The other girls were frightened and horrified as well. Tinker, Loch, Wish and Reeny all looked like they were about to cry as "Gabrielle" and "Michelle" rushed over to share all sorts of hair care tips. Moneybags eyes darted around in search of a wastebasket to throw up in as she watched her beloved Race, now "Antoinette", apply mascara to make his short lashes appear to be longer, in order to pick up a new guy down at the races. Discord crawled into a nearby corner, followed by Quirky, as they tried to block out the psychologically scarring image in front of them.
Quipster, on the other hand, seemed to be basking in the havoc that was created when they had entered the supposed "Newsboys'" Lodging House. She walked over to the first girl she saw, a muscular looking broad with curly black hair, and introduced herself. "Hi, there! My name is Quipster, and you are?" she asked, trying not to laugh at how odd, yet attractive, Mush looked in a dress.
"I'se Mush. Ain't I a beaut?" he/she/it replied as he/she/it fluffed her tight raven curls and began to sway her hips, in a most ridiculous manner, I may add.
Quipster let out the laugh she was holding in. "Yup, that's definitely the real Mush in there. He's still as slow as molasses - I mean, he named his female alter ego 'Mush' too." she thought to herself before Squibble and Jibajabba pulled her away.
"Quipster, what are you doing? You're not supposed to be enjoying this havoc!" cried Squibble, a cross look in her blue eyes.
"Havoc? Why does that word sound so familiar?" Quipster questioned, trying to change the subject so that Jibajabba would stop staring at her as if she was the Giant Purple People Eater. That was Barney. Oh, come on, don't tell me you never noticed that on every episode of "Barney and Friends" there were different kids. And you seriously can only eat so much Peanut, Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwiches. But enough about that, back to our girls...
"I remember!" cried Briar as she started to wave her arms in the air as if she was in school. "I really need to remember that I'm on summer vacation." she said to herself as she stopped waving her arms and began to ramble on to herself about the merits of summer vacation.
Stress, overhearing Briar's rambling, quickly ducked an incoming question about the benefits of shaving versus waxing from "Jacqui", ran to Briar's side. "Woo Hoo, Briar. I love summer vacation. No more pencils, no more books..."
Briar joined in. "No more teacher's dirty looks. Hehe, I can't believe it's summer already."
Stress replied with just as much enthusiasm. "I know, it seems like it was just May and now it's June, cool." She continued going on along those lines with Briar adding her comments as the other twenty-nine NMLer's stood there with identical "What-is-with-these-two-girls?" expressions on their faces.
Holiday and Princess grabbed Stress by the arms while Tunes and Lucky rushed forward and grabbed Briar. Holiday and Princess lifted Stress off the ground and carried her to the opposite side of the bunkroom while Tunes and Lucky turned Briar around so that she was facing the rest of the coherent members of the NML. Briar stopped her rambling once she realized that Stress wasn't there any more. "Where did she go?" she asked, a dazed and confused look in her dark eyes.
Pisky shook her head. "You've spending too much time listening to Stress ramble on and on. You were beginning to do the same thing. It's a good thing that Tunes and Lucky saved you from a death worse than fate."
Briar sighed with relief. "Does that mean that I'm normal now? That was weird, you get such a blissful emptiness floating through your head when you are just free to ramble on and on and on and on and-" she stopped abruptly when Frizz reached out and tapped her on the shoulder. "You're doing it again, Briar."
"Thanks Frizz. Wow, that was a close one. Anyways --" Briar began but was cut off when Chesa through her hands up in the air.
"Can you just tell us what you remembered already?? Jeez! This sure is suckville!" she cried before turning around to give Briar a great big hug.
Briar looked startled and began to open her mouth to say something when Slash! shook her head. Briar shrugged and turned to face the rest of the girls. "Ummm... what were we talking about again?"
While the rest of the girls just sighed, Prankster called out "You were going tell us what you remembered, remember? You just screamed 'I remember' about what you had remembered and now we all want to know what it is you remembered because none of us remember. But we won't know if we remember or not until you tell us what you remembered, if you even still remember it at all.. Understand?"
Briar, along with all of the other NMLer's, nodded and said, "No. But that's O.K., I rem- what's that word again? Well, I didn't forget what I wanted to say this time. You see, Squibble said that this was all havoccy and stuff and I rem- didn't forget that that evil T.A.R.K. had said he was gonna wreak havoc. Do you think that is what this is?"
Before any of the other girls could respond, they noticed that the bunkroom had gotten awful quiet and a wee bit (I still love that phrase, hehe!) drafty.
Dice's head swiveled in a 360 degree turn as she saw that time had stopped and all of the drag queen newsie people had frozen mid-whatever they were doing at that moment. "Uh- guys? Whats's happening?"
Sab wandered over to where "Mush" and "Blinkina" had been braiding each other's hair. "Wowzers, do they just look funny or what. Are we playing freeze tag? I'm great at freeze tag."
Ignoring Sab's inane comments, the rest of the NMLer's slowly walked around the bunkroom, trying to figure out why the other "girls" were frozen. They weren't shocked or surprised or anything because they were beginning to get used to strange things happening to them. But they couldn't help being confused. Wouldn't you be? Time has just stopped for goodness sake!
Megs and Feisty wandered away from the rest of the girls and walked over to the windows. "Oh my God, guys you gotta see this!" Megs cried as she pointed out the window.
Megs screeches attracted the attention of everyone else and they all ran over to see what was outside. "What, what is it?" cried Braces, anxiously.
Feisty piped up. "I don't quite know, but it looks like a tornado is approaching." she said as she pointed to the purple funnel cloud that was heading towards the lodging house.
"That's not all, look! Time seems to have stopped outside too! What is going on?" Stress cried as she stamped her foot which resulted in the floor shaking.
But once the floor started shaking, it didn't stop. "Earthquake!!" Patchess cried as she ducked under a bunk for cover, knocking the frozen "Gabrielle" over in her wake. The other girls quickly followed, Tinker and Slash! bumping heads and knocking each other out in the process.
The shaking lasted for only a few seconds, stopping as abruptly as it started. "Oopsie..." whispered Stress as she crawled over the unconscious bodies of Tinker and Slash! to get to the window. "Aaahhhh!! The tornado is still coming to get us!! What are we going to do??"
All of a sudden, lightning clapped and thunder flashed - strike that, reverse it - and the drag queens awoke. But they weren't drag queens anymore. They were --
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Now you have all Holiday to thank for this lovely cliffhanger. She so kindly dubbed me the "Queen of Cliffhangers" and I gotta live up to my name, right? Mwahahahahaha!!