lady ofthe
celts: ((ok))
hundredpapes: ((let's throw Race in as
well now))
hundredpapes: ((just a suggestion, if
you haven't already thought of it...he IS your best friend))
hundredpapes: ((MMMMMMMMM....enjoys her
ginger snaps, and thinks of poor Muffins, eating *bleh* sun chips))
lady ofthe celts: Muffins was just
finishing her exciting tale about being witness to the fastest pape sell in
Newsie history, when Blush and gang came upon the scene. Jack was staring
at her in disbelief, "You sayin he, 'Mr. Fuzzhead' sold more papes in less
time than I, 'The MOST Awesome Jack' did. I don't believe it, it just
can't be true."
hundredpapes: ((Thinks of poor Micky's
feelings....That's not nice of Jack to call him a fuzzhead))
hundredpapes: *would comfort Micky, but
since you keep him in your back pocket....people might start thinking things*
lady ofthe celts: "It
is," Blink sighed, sitting with his head in his hands depressed
beyond no end, by this time, not caring whose pride he hurt. Those two
small words deflated Jack as nothing else could. Boots hit Blink on the
back, "You know what you just did, now we are going to have to sing to him
again, Boots took a big breath and began, "Gosh it disturbs me to see you
Jack, looking... "
hundredpapes: LMAO!!!
hundredpapes: *honeylee's giving me
weird looks*
hundredpapes: *takes another gulp of
milk-with-little-cookie-bits-in-it* ((yech...it's warm))
hundredpapes: *puts lid back on cookie
jar*
lady ofthe celts: When Blush ran in
yelling, "Help, we need help. Snyder's got Davy!" inturupting
Boots, well this was the last straw for Jack. "That's it!
That's it! Ever since these jokers showed up in that hideous contraption
I have had no respect." Jack stands up and begins walking to
the Lodging House, "I'm going to my room." and he stomped off
only to trip over some stray boxes.
hundredpapes: **WARNING** I AM
Going to bed at midnight.
hundredpapes: *needs SOME sleep*
lady ofthe celts: The rest of the Newsies
laugh, earning them a glare from Jack and all head off to sell their
papes, except for Blush, Skittery (who incidentally did try to sneak off but
Blush caught him) Muffins, the three Monkees, Mush and Race, who were trying to
comfort Blink, well Mush more than Race.
lady ofthe celts: "Just soak the bummer,"
Race was telling Blink. Mush glared at him, "Go soak yourself!
Your not helping Race, go see if Muffins and Blush need help. Leave the
advice with girls to me." Race just blew smoke in Mush's face and sauntered
over to the group planning Davy's escape.
hundredpapes: ((Mush DID meet that one
girl that one night...I guess that makes him the resident expert))
lady ofthe celts: Micky was just
finishing his run through, demonstrating his plan as he went along.
"...An once we've dug the tunnel under his room we pop up through the
floor and BAM! *Micky claps hands together* He's out!!!"
Muffins stared at him, "Well that's great and all, but he is on the second
story." Micky thinks hard for a moment and then a lightbulb pops
above his head.
lady ofthe celts: he reaches up and turns
it off, "We can just use a ladder and make a hole in the
ceiling!" Mike hits him in the back of the head, "That's the
stupidest idea I have ever heard." at that moment Peter piped up,
"We could have him jump from the window!" Mike sighed, "I
take that back."
hundredpapes: lol
lady ofthe celts: Race just made it to
the group, "I know how we can get him out..." and they all bent
their heads together planning and listening to Race's ideas.