Disclaimer: I don't own the Newsies. All I own is Stage. ToT/Slingshot owns herself.
Opening Comments: This chapter is like chapter 2, except it follows Stage and ToT.
Shout Outs~
Dragon: ^^ I'm not offened, don't worry. I'm a bit of a sarcastic person.
Skitch: XD The fedex commercials? I don't think I've seen the one you're talking about…
Bluehag: Five times, eh? We're glad you liked it so much. Don't worry, more humor to come!
Dreamcoat, Gavvygirl, and martini: Whe~! Glad y'all thought it was funny.
Explanation: ToT is the same person as Slingshot. Slingshot is just her coverup when she's "a guy" so to speak.
Title: Immigrants
Authors: Stage and ToT (partners in fic-writing crime!)
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"Extra, extra! Oil spill in Washington territory, lives at stake!" ToT yelled as she expertly weaved her way through the crowds of people. She sold a paper here and there and then spotted Stage.
"Hey, Stage! How's the paper-selling?"
"Eh, its all right." Stage replied. "How many do you have left?"
"Mm…" ToT counted her papers. "'Bout fifteen…you?"
"Twenty."
"This is slow work…" ToT complained as they emerged from the crowd and skirted around the edges.
"Stop, stop, stop, STOP!" A familiar voice yelled from across the square. ToT and Stage both turned. Dutchy, Blink, and Mush were all laughing as Specs stormed off. Dutchy said something they didn't quite catch so the two crept closer.
"…On that tweaking issue, which one'd be cuter?" Mush's voice asked. ToT and Stage exchanged confused glances.
"What are they? Gay?" ToT hissed.
"The sweet ones are gay, the quiet ones are freaks, and the pretty ones were busily admiring themselves when the brains were passed out." Stage replied.
"What the hell's that suppose to mean?"
"I don't believe we're even imagining this!" Blink's voice came next.
"Men are weird."
"Duh. Shall we listen?"
"Why not."
Footsteps on cobblestone… "Imagining what?" asked Racetrack.
"Which of those new guys would be cuter if they were guys." Mush told him. There was a pause.
"Did he…just say what I think he did?" Stage demanded.
"Iiicckkk…" ToT complained, twitching.
"Well, this is an interesting topic. I don't know. That Sling's a bitch…the other's just odd."
"Damn straight!"
"Shh!"
"Haha, odd one."
"Oh, shut up."
"Well yeah! But which'd be cuter?" Mush said.
"Is that all you think about, Mush?" Asked Racetrack.
"Pretty much."
"Never going 'round him again." Slingshot mumbled. There were footsteps heading away on cobblestone.
"Dutchy, you're straight, aren't you?" Came Blink's serious voice. There was a long silence.
"Suppose he died from shock?" Stage asked.
"We can only hope."
"Heh."
"Yeah!" Dutchy exclaimed.
"Hm. Damn."
"Hey, doesn't hurt to check." Blink replied.
"Aren't you?"
"Yeah." Blink replied. More footsteps.
"Are guys ok? You just kind of stopped walking." Came Dave's voice.
"Are you straight?!" Dutchy and Blink chorused.
"Uh…"
"He isn't!" Dutchy exclaimed. "I'm not sleeping in the same room with you ever again!"
"You don't…have to…" Dave replied, slowly. "And I think you two have been sneaking drinks."
"He has a point, you know." Blink said.
"About the drinks?" Mush spoke up.
"We've been drinking? Since when?" Dutchy asked.
"I think you three need sleep…" Dave mumbled.
"We weren't playing poker!" Mush shouted. "Not last night anyway!"
"You guys talk loud." Slingshot snapped, coming out. Stage quickly followed him. The looks on the boys faces were priceless. Stage snorted in an effort to hide laughter while Slingshot frowned deeply to hide his own smile.
The boys, now looking rather panicked made some excuse and scurried off.
"Newsies are bad liars, eh?" ToT asked.
"They're cute when they stutter…well, some of them."
"Uh huh."
"You're not exactly a good liar yourself."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"It means I can see through that front of yours." Stage grinned. "And I'm hungry."
"Don't change the subject, I don't care." ToT snapped.
"You will once you starve to death. You're already skin and bones." She commented, poking ToT. ToT batted away her hand with mock annoyance.
"All right, Pig. Let's go eat."
"Don't call me that. I'll beat you up!"
"No you wont."
"Yeah, you're right. I wont."
"I'm always right!"
"Debatable. What do you want to eat?"
"Lets go catch up with the guys and see if they know of any good places." ToT said. Stage smirked at her. "No! No! Not like that!"
"Uh huh. Sure, ToT." Stage replied. "Look, they went this way."
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